From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

"If you won't let me go, that's fine, but it's not right to curse at me."

Originally not planning to break off with the other party, Fang Ren couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. He had strived alongside Hui Qing to surpass so many talents on Earth, and the last thing he wanted to hear was himself being called useless.

During this period, if he had ever been useless, he wouldn't have been able to save Mu Huanqing's life on the previous battlefields.

"With a lifespan of a billion years and you don't strive for it, favored by the Ten Thousand Realms and you don't enjoy it, if you are not a waste, what else could you be?" said the woman.

"Fine, fine, fine! Stop talking, can't I find my own way out? Just one year left to live, what can one year really do? It's really exhausting!"

Fang Ren had completely run out of patience; if not for the disappearance of his Spiritual Root, even if the woman was very powerful, he would still have fought her.

But since his Spiritual Root was gone, he thought it better not to, wondering if the effects of the Rebirth Fruit even still existed or not. If he died once more, that would be a huge loss.

Having said this, Fang Ren left the woman's side and walked towards a direction that was unknown to him.

The woman stood still without stopping him, her expression furrowed the whole time.

"No, how long can I keep walking like this? I need to start running."

Fang Ren ran forward, but in the vast expanse of whiteness, he had no idea when he would find the end.

After running for a very long time, Fang Ren looked back only to see the towering column of light had become a thin thread, and the woman's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Since this space is not cyclical, there must be an end."

With this new determination, Fang Ren continued to run.

There was no sense of time here, nor could he feel fatigue, so Fang Ren had no idea exactly how long he had been running; he had already run so much that he had forgotten when the woman had come.

"That woman's insistence on me joining some Heaven's Chosen must surely have an ulterior motive, which is why she won't let me go, right?"

"But what kind of benefit could be so important that she's been after me for so long? Should I go back and communicate with her? See if there's something I can trade with her interests?"

"Forget it, forget it, I've run so long, even going back would be exhausting."

...

After what felt like an eternity, Fang Ren finally saw a small black shadow in the distance.

"As expected, there's an end!"

Fang Ren quickened his pace and ran madly towards the small black shadow.

When he, after a great deal of time, reached the black shadow, he discovered that it was actualy a branch protruding from the ground, about one and a half meters high, reaching up to his collarbone.

"This world is so fucked up... I can't feel hunger, nor do I need to shit or piss, am I even in a dream?"

Fang Ren sighed with boredom and reached out to grab the branch.

The moment he grabbed the branch, the whole sky and earth trembled with a flash of white.

Fang Ren was startled and quickly let go. Surely enough, when he released his grip, the world stopped trembling.

"Good Lord! So it's you making all this mess!"

Fang Ren, as if he had found the culprit, reached out again and grabbed the branch, pulling at it with all his might.

The world began to shake violently, and several times he almost fell over because he couldn't keep his balance.

"Come out!"

He used all his strength, only to find that the thing seemed to be fused with the ground; to pull it out, he'd have to tear open the earth.

"I'm going to dig you out today!"

Fang Ren let go of the branch and started to dig at the earth.

"What is this!"

He had only just squatted down when the woman's surprised voice came from behind him.

"Huff~"

Fang Ren sighed, "Look, sis, you're like a ghost popping up everywhere. Don't tell me you've been following me since I ran. If this damn place had a police station, I'd definitely have you locked up on charges of harboring malice against me."

The woman didn't understand what a police station was, just staring blankly at the branch, speechless for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fang Ren turned back to look at her, and seeing her like this, he decided not to bother with her anymore.

Stretching out his hands, Lu Qianchuan began to dig at the ground, but found that the earth was as solid as a wall of copper and iron, so solid he couldn't budge it a bit.

"Don't waste your strength, you can't break it, let alone pull it out," the woman suddenly said at that moment.

"Can I leave if I pull it out?" Fang Ren asked.

The woman said, "This was the will of the previous true god, a fortune bestowed upon the chosen candidates of this generation. Being able to see it here shows that your talent stands out among the chosen of this generation. Out of ten thousand candidates, fewer than a hundred can see this opportunity, and none have yet been able to break off a branch to seize it.

As for pulling it out by the roots and obtaining the previous true god's lifeblood Divine Weapon, I estimate that won't happen before the end of the battle of the chosen."

"Then I'd rather not have this opportunity at all!"

As soon as Fang Ren heard it was something left by the so-called true god, he wore an expression of disgust. If it weren't for that darned true god, would he even be in this place?

He would be cuddling and sleeping soundly with Hui Qing by now!

Upon hearing his words, the woman helplessly shook her head: "Even if you wanted to, it's not something you can obtain. But indeed, if you can pull a branch of the World Tree, you could return to your original world."

Fang Ren immediately turned back, "Are you sure you're not deceiving me?"

"You just try pulling it. If you can pull it up, from now on, I'll even be willing to be your maid," the woman said with displeasure.

"Forget about being a maid." Fang Ren waived his hand and continued, "But even if I can't pull it out, leaving me to linger here aimlessly is pointless, we're both wasting time."

"Then let it be a waste. I've waited for this battle for tens of thousands of years, so seventy more makes no difference," the woman said, turning away expressionlessly.

"This..."

Fang Ren was completely out of temper; if this woman really stalled him for decades, then Hui Qing would probably think he was dead, and his daughter would be without her father's love for many years.

Fang Ren circled in front of her, lowering his stature: "Big sister, what exactly do you gain by taking part in that battle, to be so persistent?"

"Fifty million years of lifespan," the woman said.

"And if I fight, you won't have to do anything, right?"

"No, I'll accompany you in your cultivation."

"You're just an accompaniment in cultivation! And I have to fight life and death battles?" Fang Ren got irritated upon hearing this: "Moreover, the result of winning is that I get one year of life, while you get fifty million years, right?"

"Correct."

"That's not fair!"

"Not satisfied with a hundred million years?" the woman thought Fang Ren was being unreasonable.

"How could it be less? What can one do in just one year!" Fang Ren equally thought the woman was being unreasonable.

"What can't be done in a hundred million years?"

"Tell me what can be done in one year!"

"Unreasonable!"

The woman's chest heaved with irritation, a stark contrast to her previous mechanical demeanor.

Since becoming an immortal, she had known no such emotional turmoil for countless tens of thousands of years, but this mere mortal seemed to have a knack for infuriating her.
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For fifty million years of life, how long had she waited?

And now her partner was saying he would not participate—how could she not be angry?

"So you are forcing me to join in, right? Fine, today I will go back by pulling out this thing; I'll not participate!"

Fang Ren also felt a surge of anger. He had already wasted too much time here, and Mu Huanqing probably thought he was dead; he couldn't begin to imagine how long she had been heartbroken.

"Damn it!"

Fang Ren kicked at the branch, only to find the branch perfectly intact.

"It's no use; without the Spiritual Root, my abilities are too weak... right, as an Asura, seeing blood can enhance my combat power."

With this thought, Fang Ren turned to the woman: "Big sister, do you have anything sharp?"

"Don't bother, what is a divine gift from a true god if it could be broken by an immortal weapon?" the woman shook her head and said.

"Just don't worry about that, if you're willing to lend it to me, then lend it," Fang Ren said.

Seeing him messing around without care, the woman indifferently drew out a fine sword and threw it to him.

"Thanks. Once I pull this thing out, I'll give you that so-called true god's Divine Weapon directly. Although it doesn't compare to fifty million years of life, it seems you think highly of it," Fang Ren said as he caught the weapon.

"You're wrong. The Divine Weapon from the true god is much more precious than fifty million years of lifespan," the woman said.

Fang Ren didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore. Holding the weapon, he stabbed his own arm, and the next moment, blood sprayed out.