From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

"Uncle Han! How can I help you?"

Fang Ren panicked and without further ado, immediately took out his pill furnace. Now that Qianye was unconscious, and there was no red aura to use within the Giant Tree Spirit Phase, his only available treatment method was alchemy, right?

"It's no use, this cultivation technique is tied to my Life Spirit, the backlash is my lifespan. Pills simply won't resolve it," Shang Han waved his hand and said, "If it wasn't for my forceful attempt to break through to the Xuanyang realm peak back in the day, my Spirit Form wouldn't have shattered. Now, even using my Life Technique comes at a price."

"Huh?"

Seeing Shang Han's indifferent face, Fang Ren was stunned, "My dear Uncle Han, is this the time for bragging? 'Xuanyang realm peak,' do you honestly think you're at that realm right now?"

"Bullshit!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Han got so angry that he bounced up from the ground and punched Fang Ren, bellowing, "When I was lording it over the Central Area, not a single one of those old fogeys dared to peep! If it wasn't for trying to help my wife and forcefully breaking through to the Xuanyang realm peak, my Spirit Form would not have been shattered!

Now if I say let Qing'er marry you, not one of those old fogeys in the Central Area would dare to fart in front of me! I—cough cough cough! Dammit! That really hurts..."

Shang Han, upon recalling his glorious past, got so agitated that it affected his injuries, causing him to cough violently.

"Alright, alright, you're the best, you're invincible, I believe it, okay? Just sit down already. If you spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, my daughter won't have a grandfather in the future," Fang Ren said with a look of disgust.

"You little shit! Are you cursing me to die?" Shang Han, angered by these words, replied earnestly, "You should go inquire about the times before Qing'er was born, I was the top Practitioner in the whole world! Jiang Ling was nothing compared to me back then! I could beat up whoever I wanted, no one on Earth would dare to stop me!

If not for that accident, my realm wouldn't have dropped to the Yingyue Realm peak… cough cough cough! Motherfucker, I can't talk anymore, or I really might die..."

Fang Ren wore an expression of helpless resignation, placed the baby beside the bed, and casually lit the fire under the pill furnace. He didn't dare to tease Shang Han any further, in case he provoked his daughter's grandfather to death on the spot.

Seeing Fang Ren didn't dare to babble on with him, Shang Han huffed coldly and picked up the baby beside him. Gazing at the baby's adorable little face, his cold expression softened slightly.

The baby, with her innocent expression, kept grabbing at his arm with her cute little hands as if asking to be held more.

Suddenly, Shang Han's face blossomed into a loving smile, and he couldn't resist rubbing foreheads with the baby, chuckling, "Aww, this little one is just as lovable as Qing'er was when she was born."

Fang Ren, hearing his words, couldn't help but think of the twenty-two years of care he had received without once going back to see Mu Hui. His heart filled with complex emotions.

With a shake of his head, Fang Ren casually added some herbs into the furnace and started controlling the fire to begin the alchemy process.

"This little one will definitely inherit my exceptional Cultivational Talent just like Qing'er. Who knows, maybe by twenty-five she will step into the Xuanyang realm too, hahaha... cough!"

Shang Han, while holding the baby, seemed to recall something and suddenly started to entertain himself with his thoughts, looking just like a middle-aged man in his adolescence.

"Okay, okay, enough with the nonsense," Fang Ren said with a look of disdain, "Give me your arm, I need to see how bad the injury is and whether I need to add more herbs."

Shang Han couldn't be bothered with him, holding the baby in his arms with a silly smile on his face, rambling on about what name the child should have, blowing his own trumpet, and speaking incessantly to himself.

Fang Ren let him be, realizing that suddenly becoming a grandfather, Shang Han's feelings must be quite similar to his own.

Grabbing Shang Han's hand, Fang Ren's True Qi began to permeate and he gave Shang Han a thorough examination.

And, to his surprise, the examination made him reconsider. He had assumed all that Shang Han had said before was just bragging, but now he believed half of it.

Shang Han's injuries were extremely complicated, or rather, his body was intrinsically complex, and what shocked Fang Ren the most was that there was an enormous hole in Shang Han's Spiritual Root, surrounded by cracks, as if it had been completely destroyed.

Moreover, Shang Han's meridians were much finer than those of an ordinary practitioner, which would surely make the circulation of True Qi very difficult. Yet Shang Han had managed to cultivate to the Peak of the Yingyue Realm with these meridians, inevitably causing amazement.

What left Fang Ren speechless was that the Spiritual Root, broken with a large hole, could still continue cultivating. He truly didn't know how strong Shang Han's Cultivational Talent was to utilize such a damaged Spiritual Root to this extent.

He couldn't imagine, if Shang Han's meridians and Spiritual Root were just like a normal person's, what his Realm would be now?

Fang Ren had also searched Uncle Han's information online, but most of it on the internet merely glossed over Shang Han, mentioning only that Shang Han was one of the most talented practitioners before the age of twenty-five, with detailed information deleted and pages leading to network error messages.

Seeing this, and remembering how Shang Han's cultivation technique had operated with strength close to the Peak of the Xuanyang realm, Fang Ren almost completely believed all the boasting Shang Han had just done.

Shang Han had said that the Forbidden Technique he used was a Cultivation Technique within his Life Spirit, and because the Spirit Form had shattered, it led to a Backlash during use.

This revelation shocked Fang Ren even more, for Shang Han's innate Cultivation Technique could enhance his strength close to three minor Realms on top of the Peak of the Yingyue Realm, while his painstakingly developed Slaughter Heaven Pill could only increase the strength of a practitioner at the Peak of the Yuanxin Realm by three minor Realms!

That is to say, this Cultivation Technique was equivalent to taking ten Slaughter Heaven Pills!

That was terrifying!

If that really was Shang Han's innate Technique, he might have indeed been able to beat a group of old men from the Central Area to the point of searching the ground for their teeth.

Even Mu Huanqing, who was only twenty years old, would not stand a chance against him.

But then again, if Mu Huanqing's Cultivational Talent is so astonishing, how could her father be just a simple cultivator at the Peak of the Yingyue Realm?

All of a sudden, Fang Ren realized that maybe all those boasts Uncle Han had made to him in the past could actually be true.