From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

He found that he wasn\'t in the mood for battle, and when the Longsword pierced his arm, he distinctly felt that the pain was stronger than his body\'s usual reaction.

It wasn\'t the pain that made him frown, but the realization that this body might not be his because it lacked a Spiritual Root and hadn\'t been tempered by the path of Asura. More likely, he didn\'t have a body at all right now.

"Blood recognition? Ridiculous."

The woman thought Fang Ren was self-harming because he wanted to drip his blood onto the twig to make it recognize him as its master.

"What am I now?"

Fang Ren watched as the blood continuously flowed from his wound and asked the woman.

"A Soul Body with flesh and blood," the woman said.

"How can a soul still have flesh and blood?"

"I have no knowledge of what you\'ve been through before, but it\'s certain that there was a force creating flesh to fill your soul. However, in the midst of this, the remnant soul of the true god sensed that the seed had taken shape, interrupting the overlap of your body and soul, but that force still continued, trying to break into this world."

"So, I was in the middle of restoring my physical form within that drop of essence blood, but only got halfway before you captured me?" Fang Ren said.

"Actually, you are still in the original place, it\'s just that the remnant soul of the true god has created another space there. This space is a hair\'s breadth from the world you were in, but if you plan to break it with brute force, you could spend your entire life without ever getting back," the woman said.

"Then can\'t you just let me recover fully first? I don\'t even have a Spiritual Root right now, so how can I have the strength to pull it?" Fang Ren tried to negotiate with her.

The woman immediately emitted a wave of light that washed over Fang Ren\'s entire body, and she was then surprised: "You really don\'t have a Spiritual Root."

"I just want to know if you can let me recover first?"

The woman shook her head gently and sighed, "It\'s your bad luck to be restoring your body at such a time. This realm has been created by the remnant soul of the true god. Once I\'ve entered this world, I can\'t interfere with the outside."

Seeing her sigh, Fang Ren said, "Then why are you sighing? It\'s not your problem if I can\'t go back."

"I am naturally disappointed in your luck!"

The woman said with a displeased face: "To receive the true god\'s blessing yet find yourself at a time when your body is incomplete, who among those chosen for the battle isn\'t a child of fortune? Who could have worse luck than you? I can\'t understand why my messenger would be someone so useless as you!"

"Stop, stop, stop! I\'ll figure it out myself, just don\'t keep nagging me."

Fang Ren shook the fresh blood off the Longsword and in the next moment, he slashed at the twig again with it.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, the sword broke, and the twig remained unscathed.

"I told you, the Immortal tool cannot harm it," the woman said.

"Hey, you\'re really not planning on letting me go back?" Fang Ren said, sighing while looking at the twig.

The woman looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, "It\'s been no easy feat getting this far, how could I give up so easily? It\'s just a pity that you, of all people, have such poor luck. I fear even if you entered the selection, you wouldn\'t make it into the top thousand."

"If you believe that, then why are you still forcing me to participate?"

"Because nothing is absolute. I have lived for nearly a hundred thousand years and witnessed countless miracles. I hope for the same from you."

"A hundred thousand years? You\'re not doing so well, then. You probably haven\'t even seen a dinosaur, right?"

"Dinosaur? Which lineage is that of the Dragon Clan?" The woman was perplexed.

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"You don\'t know, do you? That\'s what I\'m saying, you\'re not up to par, young lady. You\'re still a youngster."

"..."

She wasn\'t angry about Fang Ren\'s teasing; in her eyes, he was just a mere Mortal, and his quips didn\'t matter to her. The only thing she cared about was whether Fang Ren would participate in the selection or not.

After observing the twig for a long time, Fang Ren suddenly sat down on the ground and closed his eyes, starting to attempt to perceive nature\'s spiritual energy with this incomplete body—if there was any spiritual energy in this place at all.

"There is no such thing as nature\'s spiritual energy here for you to cultivate, so it\'s best to just stop," the woman said.

"Don\'t need a draft to tell lies, do you? I can clearly feel that there\'s a dense energy here," Fang Ren said with his eyes closed.

"What you\'ve perceived is not nature\'s spiritual energy but an energy known as Star Origin. This energy cannot be refined by Mortals," she said.

"Just keep deluding yourself."

Fang Ren didn\'t believe her and continued to sense the energy around him.

He discovered that although his Spiritual Root hadn\'t been restored, his Perceptual Power to sense these energies still existed. However, without a Spiritual Root, he was unable to refine these energies.

This might have had something to do with the Rebirth Fruit that Qianye had given him to enhance his Soul force.

"The fruit? That\'s right, I remember after I plucked the Rebirth Fruit, I perceived Space Power once. I wonder if it can be used here?"

Moments later, Fang Ren activated that trace of Space Power, drew a bit of the energy he perceived into his abdomen, and although he lacked a Spiritual Root, he had to give this method a try—who knew if it might work?

Woom—

The instant the energy entered his body, Fang Ren only felt a severe pain in his brain.

Then his physical body fell to the ground, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still standing and could even see another him lying on the ground.