From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 349: Chapter 342: Fang Ren and the Mysterious Woman_2 (4000 words)

"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."

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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!"

"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.