From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

"Ah Ran clearly has so much talent, why doesn't he try to be a good student?" Mu Huanqing asked while lying in Fang Ren's arms.

"Why should he be a good student?" Fang Ren stroked her hair and countered her question.

"Because you can gain a lot of things, glory, praise, money... many people want to get these things," Mu Huanqing said.

"But I just want to be an ordinary person. As for money, I think it's enough as long as I and my family can live well; there's no need for too much. As for glory and praise, those are dispensable," Fang Ren said.

Having heard what he said, Mu Huanqing's lips curved into a smile, "Ah Ran is really a strange mortal."

"Is that so? Isn't it just about leading the life you want? Isn't that very normal?"

Mu Huanqing was slightly stunned, then she laughed again, "Yes, it's very simple. I take back what I just said."

"What's wrong?"

"I suddenly feel like Ah Ran is actually the most normal ordinary person in this world. In contrast, it's many other people who are the strange ones."

"Then shouldn't you give me a kiss?"

Mu Huanqing saw his foolish look and gently kissed his lips, then continued, "Although Ah Ran isn't after those things, with your talent, you could probably make many contributions to human society, and help many warriors at the front lines receive treatment."

Fang Ren patted her head and said, "Making contributions to humanity doesn't necessarily require being in the spotlight, right? For instance, with this elixir, wouldn't it be fine if I just shared the method with others and let them spread it around? Why must I be the one to show face?"

After hearing his words, a sudden sense of security rose inexplicably within Mu Huanqing.

It was like during a period of great chaos, a small sailing boat drifting on the sea had docked at a small island, where no war could penetrate, the island remained undiscovered by anyone, and it possessed enough food and fresh water for her to live out her days in peace.

In front of this boy three years her junior, Mu Huanqing found her layers of psychological defenses couldn't withstand a single blow.

The Xuan Nv of the ninth heaven had never imagined that she too would one day fall into the kind of love the warriors often spoke of.

Checking the time, his afternoon class was approaching quickly; Fang Ren got out of bed and once again put on his school uniform.

Mu Huanqing also got out of bed and put on a blue dress, took the bedsheets off the bed, and sat down at the computer desk, surprisingly going online to search "how to wash bedsheets?"

Her series of actions left Fang Ren quite bewildered.

"Sister Hui Qing, just put it in the tub, and I'll wash it when I come back tonight," Fang Ren said.

"I can wash it," Mu Huanqing said earnestly as she looked at the information on the website.

"Alright then, I need to hurry back to class now, or else I'll be late again."

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In the afternoon theory class, Fang Ren was once again looking out of the window with an air of disinterest. Theory class was truly tedious for him—listening to things he couldn't understand any better made his ears almost develop calluses.

This class he was sitting with Li Xingwang Jing Haichuan again, shooting the breeze, while the one he admired most, Jian Qi'er—who always managed to secure the last place in every theory exam—was, as usual, skipping class.

Through the window, he watched the Cultivation System students training on the field below. Some were skimming the air on their swords, others were sending flames with a palm strike, and a few could shatter rocks with their fists… Watching them, Fang Ren couldn't help but think of Mu Huanqing.

Would she wish that she could regain the ability to cultivate again?

If so, he'd certainly do everything in his power to concoct a medicinal pill that could restore her abilities, but... setting aside the difficulty of repairing some of her meridians, if she really regained her cultivation abilities, wouldn't she get entangled in all sorts of trouble again?

Moreover, from what Uncle Han had said, it wasn't hard to infer that Sister Hui Qing's severe injuries were due to the malicious intentions of certain individuals.

Restoring her cultivation abilities might not necessarily be a good thing.

Yet, he really wanted those who had hurt Mu Huanqing to suffer retribution. But then again, he didn't have the ability to cultivate himself, so how could he seek revenge?

Cultivation, he must cultivate...

Indeed!

Fang Ren suddenly remembered something that had newly emerged within his body today, something very similar to the Spiritual Root possessed by some cultivators.

If his medicinal concoction could indeed turn an ordinary person into a cultivator, then maybe he could give it a try. If he became a cultivator, then naturally, there could be a possibility for retribution against those individuals.

With this thought, Fang Ren settled his mind. Observing that the teacher on the podium was still enthusiastically lecturing, he closed his eyes, feigning sleep, and entered a meditative state.

His mind could sense the existence of something within his body, resembling the tiny rhizome of a plant, but with no leaves or branches, a completely gray shape.

It's said that the color of a cultivator's Spiritual Root is related to the attribute of their True Qi, which also determines the Cultivation Techniques a cultivator could practice in the future.

For example, blue roots correspond to the Water attribute, red to the Fire attribute, and brown and green respectively to the Earth and Wood attributes...

Of course, there are also special colored Spiritual Roots like sky blue for the Ice attribute, black for the Dark attribute, and white for the Light attribute, while white roots with patterns signify the Thunder attribute.

There are even more peculiar Spiritual Roots, such as the multicolored ones that indicate a Five-element physique, allowing cultivation of techniques from all five elements, albeit at a slower rate compared to a single attribute; the golden ones belong to those with a Sacred Body, cultivating the attribute-less and powerful True Qi of righteousness.

Last of all is the silver root with patterns, the unique Spiritual Root of the entire Earth, exclusive to Xuan Nv, called the Sacred Body of the Nine Heavens. The True Qi used is the Immortal Qi of creation.

Since this True Qi can transform into a myriad of weapons and establish various Formations, it is considered the type of True Qi closest to that of an Immortal.

If the gray thing inside Fang Ren is indeed a Spiritual Root, then that would be rather strange. What attribute could it possibly be?

He had never heard of anyone possessing a gray Spiritual Root.

Observing this gray object in the consciousness of his mind, Fang Ren opened his eyes and started searching online with his phone, only to find that there was no information at all about a gray Spiritual Root.

This is bad, could it be that this thing isn't a Spiritual Root?

Fang Ren couldn't help feeling disappointed. However, on second thought, he couldn't just give up like this, could he? When Xuan Nv first had a special Spiritual Root emerge within her, certainly no one thought it would end up being the strongest Spiritual Root on Earth.

What if his gray Spiritual Root could be even more powerful than the Immortal Qi of creation...

With this thought, the corners of Fang Ren's mouth began to curve upward slightly. Even though he preferred keeping a low profile, it never meant he wasn't going to put in the effort.

Having more strength is always good. What if one day he wanted to stay low-key, but the world wouldn't allow it? What then?

Wouldn't he then have to take control?

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