Chapter 720

Chapter 720: Gathering of the Nascent Souls

“Hehe, if Ling’er could keep resting like this forever, that’d be perfect! Ye Yun’s so generous,” Shui Lingling giggled, clutching a purple floating stone pulsing with Immortal spirit energy. She closed her eyes, basking in its warmth.

“Ye Yun, spoiling her like this isn’t good for her,” Shui Yingying sighed, watching her sister play with the hundreds of top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones Ye Yun had laid out. “Ling’er, remember to return these to him once you’re done. You can’t possibly absorb all that energy.”

“It’s my first time bathing in such rich spiritual energy! I feel so warm and healed,” Shui Lingling murmured, ignoring her sister’s scolding. Shui Yingying shot Ye Yun a helpless look.

“Let her enjoy it. These stones mean little to me now,” Ye Yun shrugged. Once precious, they were now trivial compared to the tens of thousands of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in his Storage Treasure—enough to fund a top sect’s operations.

“Immortal Spirit Stones are for cultivation, Sister. You’re too frugal,” Shui Lingling teased, savoring the stone’s energy. “Try it yourself! This much Immortal spirit energy is rare.”

“You’re impossible,” Shui Yingying muttered, taking the stone. The moment she touched it, a surge of spiritual power jolted her. “This… it contains Purple Heart Grass and Nourishing Heart Grass! These are high-level heavenly materials!”

Her voice trembled. Such treasures were legendary in ancient texts, yet Ye Yun had casually given them away. “No wonder Ling’er felt so comforted. But this is reckless—you’re wasting priceless resources!”

Ye Yun chuckled. “The Ancestor of the Sword Path said these materials suit you both. I don’t have duplicates, so treasure them.”

Shui Lingling pouted but soon skipped away, satisfied. For her First Level Earth Immortal cultivation, partial materials offered little benefit. But for Shui Yingying, they masked the battlefield’s dead air, soothing her anxiety. After some persuasion, she finally kept the stone.

“The Celestial-Demon battlefield reeks of disaster,” Ye Yun muttered, surveying the cracked earth. The Ancestor’s warnings echoed: besides Immortal legacies, this place held inheritances from demon gods and powerful demons. The earlier monsters were mere scouts—true Demon Race elites would soon arrive, drawn by Heavenly Immortal inheritances even Earth Immortals coveted.

“No wonder the Immortal Dao Sect didn’t stop the sisters from coming. They knew the dangers.” His fighting spirit flared, eyes blazing as the Purple Shadow Divine Sword gleamed in anticipation.

Hours later, they reached Soul-Breaking Cliff, where a few dozen cultivators lingered. Voices buzzed:

“…found a black finger bone, but it erupted in black flames! My friends were devoured instantly. Then it vanished…”

Ye Yun sat to listen, but noticed the sisters squeezed onto a single mat. “Your robes repel dirt. Why fuss over a little dust?”

“Ugh! Even if the dust vanishes, the memory of your grubby shoes stays!” Shui Lingling huffed.

“She’s right,” Shui Yingying agreed.

“Fine,” Ye Yun grumbled. “Then I’ll share the mat.”

“No room for you!” Shui Lingling laughed. “Rest quick. We need intel before heading to the Seven Demon Heavens.”

Cold stares prickled Ye Yun’s back. A cold snort later, his mental energy crushed the air, forcing onlookers to avert their gazes.

“If they cause trouble, I’ll just kill them all,” Shui Lingling said sweetly, her Earth Immortal aura flattening the nearby Nascent Soul cultivators.

“Why so many Nascent Souls here?” Ye Yun wondered aloud. He’d barely survived the Wuding River’s trials—how did these weaklings manage?

Interrogations revealed they’d slipped in after he’d shattered the Thunder Domain’s Heavenly Immortal rules. “Seems we’re the only Northern Region survivors,” he mused.

“The Broken Space entrance closed. We’ll need another exit,” Shui Yingying said. “Let them go. Our path lies ahead.”

Ye Yun dismissed the trembling cultivators. In the Xumi Treasure, they might’ve thrived, but here—a true trial ground—even Earth Immortals perished. He’d seize every Heavenly Immortal inheritance to climb to the Nascent Soul’s pinnacle and beyond.

*Cultivation paths are personal. Others’ roads won’t fit me. Mine alone will.*