Chương 662: Chapter 661: Damn, That Was My Line!

Days passed. Despite countless cleansing spells, Luo Bingling couldn't calm down. Not just the humiliation of being splashed. Ye Chen's actions were unbearable. He gave her Dao Charm Pills to Su Yuxuan. Then daily, more frequently than to her. Dao Charm Pills needed Enlightenment Tea Tree leaves. How many could Ye Chen have? Giving so many to Su Yuxuan—what about her? Worse, his differential treatment.

Cold to her, yet warm to Su Yuxuan, Gu Yunyun, An Miaoli, Lin Qingtan—women she'd seen at Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. Why? Her status, cultivation, talent, figure, and looks surpassed them. Why this treatment? As a prideful prodigy, she'd never faced such disparity. A competitive fire ignited. She didn't just want the Dao Cauldron now. She wanted Ye Chen's heart. When he was utterly smitten, she'd abandon him, letting him suffer forever… … Top female cultivators had pride.

After such humiliation, yielding would be worse. Luo Bingling stayed put for half a month. Su Yuxuan finally poured out her longing.

"Senior Brother, I'm off to cultivate. Will you join me on the Immortal Path?" Ye Chen shook his head. He had no suitable gift for her. His plan held: head to the Lan Clan in Central Continent, gift Lan Nuo the Minor Space Technique fragment, then seclude to cultivate. With the technique, he could retreat at the Holy Land until King. At peak Third Heaven, he'd gift Fan Qinghe, then become a Saint. His schedule was full—no time to wander with the Little Demoness. She nodded, not clinging.

Reluctantly sliding off, she kissed his face, smiled, left the array, and departed. Ye Chen chuckled at her free-spirited nature. She gave her all when needed, then left cleanly. Eat and go—aptly said. …

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I'm heading to the Lan Clan. Your War God Clan sent protectors—you're still valued. Go back and cultivate!" If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Dismantling the array, Ye Chen spoke to Luo Bingling beside him, politely urging her off. She was useless. No critical hit, 4, 000x was ordinary. Not as valuable as the Little Demoness's 2, 500x, doubled to 5, 000x with a one-day gifting cooldown.

Tasteless but hard to discard—that was her. Hearing this, Luo Bingling's dissatisfaction grew. Reluctant with others, but always eager to ditch her? She shook her head firmly, "I'm not going back!" Ye Chen shrugged. If she wouldn't leave, fine—she'd be a backup. Without another word, he drove the chariot toward the Lan Clan. Luo Bingling, moments later, smirked confidently. After Ye Chen dropped the array, she contacted her clan.

Given Ye Chen's likely possession of the Dao Cauldron, they agreed to gift him the last Yellow Spring Water as a favor, deliverable in half a month. She chuckled. Other women took from Ye Chen. She'd give him what he needed most—Yellow Spring Water. The difference was clear. Soon, he'd be smitten. But glancing at her untouched waist, she frowned, grabbing his hand to place it there… … The Lan Clan in the Central Continent was far from Immortal City.

While Ye Chen and Su Yuxuan shared their longing, news spread: he was honoring his agreement to fight Lan Nuo at the Lan Clan. His Immortal Path feats—one against nine, eight dead—shocked the Lan Clan. He'd nearly wiped out the Central Continent's prodigies. His prowess was absurd, making them worry for Lan Nuo. Lan Nuo's parents and elders gathered at her cave mansion. When she emerged, they voiced their concerns. Lan Nuo's beautiful face stayed calm.

"The Heavenly Emperor's heir is strong, perhaps the greatest ever, but what's that to me?" Her confidence reassured them, though worry lingered. Inside, Lan Nuo's heart churned. Ye Chen was too terrifying. She couldn't win. She planned to dodge the fight, citing a breakthrough to Third Heaven—perfect for cultivators, unquestionable. But before she could announce her retreat, her father suggested, "Nuonuo, his momentum's too strong. I don't advise fighting—it's too risky. Say you're in seclusion, delay the battle.

No one will question it. Cultivation is paramount; fame is fleeting. He's delayed twice—you delaying once is fair…" Everyone nodded. Lan Nuo's face stiffened. If she'd spoken first, it'd be a genuine retreat. Her father's words made agreement look like cowardice. Her family would know! Glaring at her father, her fists clenched. Seeing her stern expression, rejecting their avoidance plan, they sighed in admiration. The clan ancestor patted her shoulder, pleased.

"Our Phoenix Daughter's unyielding belief in victory makes me proud…" Her parents, understanding, added, "If you insist, we won't stop you. We'll support you, setting up the battlefield. I'll invite allies to witness this top prodigy clash."

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