Chương 398: Chapter 397: Please Board the Boat!

From Ye Chen's initial strike to the legacy disciples' counterattack, to him unleashing the divine ring and shattering their bodies, followed by the Heavenly Intention Holy Land's powerhouse intervening to whisk them away—it all happened too quickly. Even after dozens of breaths, the onlookers were still dazed. The battle was over just like that? Two top-tier mid-Deity Transformation legacy disciples, working together, defeated by the Fourth Holy Son?

Even though it unfolded before their eyes, it left everyone questioning reality. Their gazes toward Ye Chen were filled with awe. They believed he'd shattered the limits of what a Nascent Soul cultivator could achieve. Even legendary true immortals from ancient times might not have matched Ye Chen at this stage. Terrifying. One of a kind. Their eyes then shifted to the five-colored divine ring still spinning in the sky, radiating its vibrant halo.

Many understood that the ring's ability to destroy the legacy disciples' bodies stemmed from Ye Chen's own overwhelming strength. Yet, staring at the ring, they couldn't help but marvel. What kind of supreme treasure was this? An ancient inherited artifact, perhaps? It was merely a top-grade spiritual treasure, yet it felt stronger than the mysterious treasures used by Deity Transformation cultivators. Its power seemed to approach that of Unity-stage dao weapons.

Some in the crowd, who'd witnessed Ye Chen's clash with Zhang Pengfei and his lavish purchase of the Diamond Ring, found the five-colored ring eerily familiar. Aside from the color, it was nearly identical in shape to the chakram. Its functions also matched the stall owner's description. The main differences were its amplified power and the shift from silver to five colors. Could the Holy Son have refined it again with rare treasures after buying it?

Amid the crowd's curiosity, Ye Chen waved his hand, shrinking the divine ring to hover above his palm. He then turned to Fan Qinghe on the jade boat, who, in her shock, had paused her music. Her peach-blossom eyes flickered with astonishment, excitement, and a hint of hesitation. Smiling lightly, Ye Chen spoke loudly, "A few days ago, while strolling through White Emperor City, I saw a bracelet I thought would make a fitting gift for the divine maiden.

But its single silver color seemed too plain, unworthy of highlighting the divine maiden's radiance. So, I added a touch of dragon-patterned gold, phoenix-blood crimson gold, immortal-tear green gold, purple-veined divine gold, and eternal blue gold, re-refining it into its current form. Does the divine maiden like this gift?" With those words, he flicked his palm. The five-colored divine ring floated toward the jade boat, stopping before Fan Qinghe.

The crowd erupted in an uproar, louder than when Ye Chen defeated Zhang Pengfei or the two legacy disciples. The story of the Fourth Holy Son's market appearance had spread widely. Everyone knew he'd spent fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones on a treasure infused with a trace of Great Luo silver essence. That was already astonishing. But to think he'd added five types of immortal metal afterward? If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. Immortal metal!

Materials used in immortal artifacts are priceless beyond measure. Where did the Holy Son get so much of it? And to lavish it on a mere top-grade spiritual treasure? No wonder the five-colored divine ring was so terrifyingly powerful. With that much immortal metal, even a basic magic tool would become a rare treasure. The Holy Son, dubbed the "son of the Heavenly Dao," having such wealth wasn't unthinkable. But…

a Diamond Ring infused with so much immortal metal could not only ascend to a mysterious weapon or dao weapon but potentially even an extreme dao war weapon in the future. And the Holy Son had refined such a boundless treasure just to give it to the Heavenly Desire divine maiden, Fan Qinghe, as a greeting gift? As a bracelet? This was too outrageous, too extravagant. It was hard to accept. Everyone knew the Fourth Holy Son was generous with women, but this was too generous.

The crowd buzzed, marveling at Ye Chen's lavish gesture. On the jade boat, Fan Qinghe stared at the bracelet shimmering with five-colored divine light, momentarily dazed. Truth be told, despite her confidence in her allure, she knew her debut would captivate countless prodigies, making them fall head over heels and offer everything. But she hadn't expected the renowned Heavenly Evolution Holy Son to value her so highly.

Not only did he crush all rival prodigies, but he'd prepared a treasure of unimaginable value well in advance. Gazing at the Diamond Ring, now refined into five colors by Ye Chen, her eyes, brimming with charm, flickered with enchantment. To be so cherished, even for someone like her, who believed she could toy with countless men, sent her heart racing. The divine ring, infused with five types of immortal gold, held an irresistible allure. She longed to wear it on her wrist.

Despite the voice of a sect elder in her mind, urging her to tactfully decline Ye Chen's gift and withdraw to select a more suitable candidate later, she hesitated only briefly. Then, she reached out, gently grasping the five-colored divine ring and slowly slipping it onto her right wrist. It was a simple motion, but in Fan Qinghe's hands, it was as graceful as a dance, breathtakingly beautiful and utterly captivating.

Once the ring was on, she shook her wrist lightly, tilting her head and blinking her peach-blossom eyes, smiling brightly at Ye Chen.

"Your Highness, the Holy Son, does it look good?" Ye Chen smiled back, his mood visibly bright. His smile was radiant, genuine. Without hesitation, he replied, "It looks good." His words were simple, direct. But Fan Qinghe, sensing the joy radiating from him, knew those two words were heartfelt. That was enough. Moreover, Ye Chen's earlier display in battle had left an indelible impression. A prodigy of his caliber was rare in the world. For Fan Qinghe, his appeal was immense.

She gently raised her hand, and the waters of the Pure Moon River surged, forming a staircase-like water bridge connecting her to Ye Chen.

"The Holy Son's sincerity leaves this humble one with no way to repay you. If you don't mind, please board the boat. I'd like to brew tea, play music, and discuss the Dao with you…" Clearly, the slot to board the boat for this generation's divine maiden had been claimed by Ye Chen. No one in White Emperor City could object. His combat prowess was too astounding. Among his peers, perhaps only the three titans could claim to surpass him. And in terms of wealth?

The extravagant gift he'd prepared for their first meeting was unmatched. If even the Holy Son wasn't worthy to board, who could possibly qualify? As for Ye Chen himself, hearing the system's prompt in his mind, he grew even more pleased with the amber beauty, Fan Qinghe. He was increasingly eager for the moment when she'd aid his cultivation. So, when the water bridge formed before him, he didn't hesitate. With confident strides, under countless gazes, he boarded the jade boat.

Ye Chen, handsome and heroic, stood beside the enchanting divine maiden on the deck—a perfect match, like an immortal couple. Soon, the jade boat was shrouded in mist, obscuring it from outsiders' view. It sparked endless speculation. And Ye Chen's deeds today spread rapidly…