From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Riveting beauty that shakes the heart, skin as fair as snow, lovely as a painting.

Fang Ren just stood there, a surge of exhilaration rushing to his heart, the smile on his lips growing thicker and thicker.

"Ah Ran!"

The silver light dissipated, and Mu Huanqing's beautiful face revealed a blissful smile. Dressed in armor, she leapt and hurled herself toward Fang Ren.

"Qing'er! Why did you suddenly come back?"

Fang Ren immediately stretched out his hands to tightly embrace her as she jumped over, pressing firmly against her armor, and fervently planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Because I missed you."

Mu Huanqing wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the kiss on her forehead, her face radiating with more and more happiness.

Fang Ren indulgently stroked her smooth, silvery hair and laughed, "But isn't the battlefront busy?"

"Busy, yes." Mu Huanqing nodded with a bright smile, suddenly looking a bit silly.

"Then why did you come to find me?" Fang Ren couldn't help but laugh, not expecting even Madame Xuan to have her capricious moments.

"I just killed a Level Nine Void Beast. The command center gave our team twelve hours of free time to rest."

Fang Ren, upon hearing this, scolded with a touch of blame, "You fool, you came all this way to find me and you have only twelve hours? Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired."

Mu Huanqing's cheeks pressed against his chest, rubbing vigorously as she smiled, "As long as I can see Ah Ran, I feel no fatigue."

"Look at you, acting silly."

Fang Ran caressed her head with concern, then eagerly lifted her up high and laughingly said, "Qing'er, have you eaten?"

"As a practitioner like me, I basically won't feel hungry even if I don't eat for a month," Mu Huanqing said, pinching his face.

"Then... I'd like to have a meal with Madame Xuan. Would you grace me with your presence?" Fang Ren teased.

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you spouting?" Mu Huanqing pinched his face hard, her cheeks puffed up in indignation.

"Alright, alright, shall we go?"

Fang Ren put her down.

If Ah Ran is taking me, of course I'll go."

Mu Huanqing said, and dismissed the armor formed from spiritual energy on her body, revealing the white dress she was originally wearing underneath.

"Then let's go."

Fang Ren grabbed her delicate hand and pulled her along as they ran toward the distance.

"Wait a second, Ah Ran."

Mu Huanqing looked at the thirty-meter-long trench with some surprise and asked, "Did you do this?"

"I was just testing it out; didn't expect it to be so powerful," Fang Ren said.

"What realm are you at now?"

"Take a guess."

Mu Huanqing looked at the small river and frowned, pondering for a moment before asking, "Did you use any offensive cultivation techniques?"

"No, I only used a technique that enhances the body's abilities."

"Just one punch?"

"Hmm."

"Then... that's truly inconceivable." Mu Huanqing said in shock, "Without any offensive techniques, to unleash such power with a punch, you'd have to be at least at the Peak of the Ruoshui Stage. But when I left, Ah Ran hadn't even broken through the Gathering Qi Stage..."

"I haven't reached the Ruoshui Stage; I'm only at the Yuanxin Realm Peak."

"Really?" Mu Huanqing was still very shocked.

"Would I dare to deceive Madame Xuan?"

"Silly boy!" Mu Huanqing twisted his waist again and said, "But it's almost impossible to unleash such power at the Yuanxin Realm. Your True Qi must be very offensive, right?"

"Sort of," Fang Ren replied.

Mu Huanqing, excited, threw herself at Fang Ren once more and hugged him, laughing, "That's wonderful! No matter how, with Ah Ran reaching the Yuanxin Realm Peak so quickly, you'll definitely be able to enter the Chongshan Realm within two years. When I first broke through to the Yuanxin Realm Peak, it took me almost two years to get there. Your talent is much higher than mine!"

"Can't help it, who makes me want to be Madame Xuan's husband," Fang Ren said, again stroking her head.

Mu Huanqing immediately kissed his cheek and said, "If you continue to cultivate unimpeded like this, Ah Ran, you are sure to surpass Song Mobei within the next forty years and become the man with the highest cultivation in the world."

"Forty years?"

Fang Ren flicked her forehead gently, his brows furrowed, and he earnestly said, "I won't make you wait that long. I must surpass him before you turn thirty-two or... destroy the world's views on a practitioner's marriage."

Mu Huanqing paused, then laughed again, "I believe in Ah Ran. Besides, I'm also working hard. I won't make Ah Ran wait too long, either."

Although Fang Ren's current cultivational talent is high, surpassing Song Mobei within seven years is still too difficult—because the further one progresses in cultivation, the harder each realm becomes to ascend.

Song Mobei started much, much earlier than Fang Ren. Surpassing him within seven years is simply impossible.

Mu Huanqing knew this, but she wouldn't say it. In her eyes, as long as Fang Ren had this ambition, it was enough. Everything else, she could handle on her own.

The two went out onto the street where Fang Ren bought Mu Huanqing a duckbill cap before taking her to a small diner. They casually ordered a few home-cooked dishes and sat together, chatting flirtatiously.

After all, after the event where the fourth-order space beast suddenly appeared on campus, the long-curious identity of Madame Xuan had finally been revealed.

As a result, Mu Huanqing now had to be discreet when walking on the street.

"Now that the Void Cave has split into so many parts, do you have to guard the biggest piece?" Fang Ren asked.

"Yes, because that Void Hole often drops high-level void beasts, and it must be resisted by the troops from our district," Mu Huanqing said.

"I remember that part of the Void Cave is quite far from us. You must have hardly any rest, flying back and forth," Fang Ren said.

"It's okay, I can fly back in three hours, and that means I can spend six hours with Ah Ran," Mu Huanqing said.

"Silly girl, I wanted you to rest more."

"I know," Mu Huanqing said, biting the end of her chopstick and looking at Fang Ren for a while before her face reddened and she whispered, "After a while... won't Ah Ran take me to rest?"

Fang Ren saw her blushing face and immediately understood what she was thinking. He smiled mischievously and said, "With my body in such good condition now, I'm afraid you won't get any rest."

Mu Huanqing blushed even more and gave Fang Ren a white look: "Rascal."

"Qing'er is a rascal too."

"How am I a rascal?" Mu Huanqing said with displeasure, biting her lip.

"Only a rascal understands the words of a rascal. I just said my physique is good. I didn't say anything else. You're the one who thought wrong. You're the real rascal."

"I..."

"What about you, let's talk about it in bed later."

No sooner had Fang Ren's words fallen than Mu Huanqing angrily stomped on his foot under the table and said, "You can say such things out loud!"

"Qing'er, you are being naughty," Fang Ren said with a smile.

"Who's naughty, you rascal!"

"Have you forgotten what your mother told you? You have to listen to me and can't throw temper tantrums," Fang Ren said with a wicked grin.

"You're bullying me…"

"Alright, alright, I'll stop talking. Here, have this."

...

As the two were dining and chatting, the door of the diner opened, pushed by Liu Qianqian who just returned from the roadside, followed by an aristocratic-looking woman.

"Qian Qian, why would you come to such a place to eat?" The aristocratic woman frowned as she entered the diner, her eyes scanning the chairs and decorations around with some disdain as she spoke, "The food here might not even be healthy."

Liu Qianqian, upon hearing her mother's words, instantly became unhappy and retorted, "When I was a child, you educated me on the hardships of life, to cherish what we have, and not to despise the poor or worship the rich. Now, have you kept those words in your heart?"

The expression on the aristocratic woman's face stiffened, and she said helplessly, "But Qian Qian, places like this really aren't suited to our status. You've been out and about for three years; even your habits have changed."

Liu Qianqian looked at the aristocratic woman, feeling both angry and helpless: "That's absurd. I haven't changed; Mother, you have. I remember when I was young, you wore simple clothes, loved to teach me about The Book of Songs and morals, about manners and elegance. Now, all you see is status and position! All vanity and show-off!"

The aristocratic woman, hearing her voice raising, quickly grabbed her hand to find a seat and sat down, trying to calm down before saying, "Qian Qian, there are many things you haven't experienced. You don't understand."

"I don't understand?" Liu Qianqian said angrily, "What do you mean I don't understand? Don't use that as an excuse for your vanity."

"You child..."

The aristocratic woman shook her head in frustration and called out to the side: "Waiter, we'd like to order."

The cashier heard and immediately responded, "I'm sorry, ma'am, we don't have waiters in our shop. Could you please order over here?"

The aristocratic woman frowned and said, "What kind of place is this, without even a waiter?"

Liu Qianqian held back her anger and said, "Just sit there; I'll go and order."

"Order whatever you like; I can't get used to the food here," the aristocratic woman said.

Liu Qianqian was about to get up and place the order when she heard her mother's words and could no longer hold back.

Slap—

Liu Qianqian's emotions surged and she slammed her hand down on the table, her expression furious.

Faced with her seemingly gentle mother turning into this, she threw all her cultivated decorum to the wind in an instant.

"Yang Lily! Please do not face me with the identity of my mother from now on! My mother is not the kind of high and mighty aristocrat that you are!"

Liu Qianqian shouted out loud in anger.

Suddenly, all the eyes in the diner turned towards them.

Including Fang Ren and Mu Huanqing.