From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 93: Chapter 91: Asking You a Question_1

"Heh-ha?"

Little Qianye immediately followed him to the corner.

Fang Ren then knocked off several legs of the desk, leaving only a desktop full of carvings, and said, "Can you age this desktop? Make it look like it has been weathered by many years of wind and rain?"

"Heh-ha!"

Little Qianye nodded, and the grey branches on top of his head stretched out again, wrapping around the wooden board. A grey aura surged over it, rapidly aging the whole board until it looked battered and worn, with even the four corners of the board starting to shed layers of wood chips.

To the naked eye, there seemed no trace of artificial aging, as if it were a piece of deadwood that had naturally endured the elements.

"Very good."

Fang Ren looked at the aged board, which, along with the characters Little Qianye carved with his branches, was crooked and seemed even more like a relic should.

"Add some grey branches around the area, the stranger the environment, the better," Fang Ren said.

At once, hundreds of grey branches sprouted from Little Qianye's head, extending from the ground up into the corner. All the branches were grey, emitting a mottled glow, shaping a very peculiar environment.

Fang Ren immediately took out his phone, snapped a photo of the board in the corner, then logged onto the Alchemist forum with his Qing'an account. After composing a text and attaching the photo he had just taken, he clicked to send it out. Finally, he slid the shielding device back inside his phone case.

Actually, for him, the shielding device was already unnecessary; so what if his identity was revealed? As long as he didn't say he had to marry the Xuan Nv, the end result would only be more people treating him like a treasure, with even the right faction of the Fang Family having no chance for assassination.

However, if he did so, many things would become less convenient for him to handle. At least at this stage, if many people were watching him in secret, it would be quite uncomfortable for him.

After all this, Fang Ren looked at the classroom, troubled by the mess, then used his Space Ring to store the carved wooden board.

But now a problem arose. He couldn't escape responsibility for turning the entire classroom's desks, chairs, walls, and windows into this condition.

Even though there were no cameras in the classroom, there were some in the hallway outside. He had been captured on camera as he entered the classroom.

No help for it, it looked like he had to pay up.

As for disciplinary action… judging by what Liu Qianqian said today, there shouldn't be any major issues, after all, it was the enemy principal providing cover.

Upon leaving the classroom and standing in the corridor, Fang Ren sent a message to Liu Qianqian. Although the enemy principal was covering for him, this incident would still be investigated until it was clear who was responsible.

Compared to waiting for the student council to check the surveillance and then come looking for him, he might as well talk to Liu Qianqian directly.

...

About three minutes passed, and Liu Qianqian, wearing a school uniform with epaulets on her shoulders, ran over sweating profusely.

The white bandage on her arm had been removed, revealing an arm as white and intact as jade poking out from her short sleeve, delicate to behold.

"What happened that you suddenly called me?" Liu Qianqian asked, breathing rapidly.

"Nothing major, just that I was practicing cultivation in there and accidentally damaged the classroom," Fang Ren said with an embarrassed look.

"Turns out you're turning yourself in; I thought you had something important," Liu Qianqian said with a frown.

She glanced at the classroom and froze in shock: "What have you done… How many times did you explode alchemical pills in there?"

"I wasn't doing Alchemy this time," Fang Ren said. "I was just cultivating for a while and had a bit of a breakthrough, and then the classroom ended up like this."

"Another breakthrough?" Liu Qianqian was stunned.

"Let's not talk about me; let's discuss how to solve this mess," Fang Ren said.

"Alright, you don't have to worry about this." Liu Qianqian said, somewhat exasperated, "But forget about paying. The principal probably wouldn't dare to ask you for compensation."

"Uh..." Fang Ren's face twisted with conflict before he began, "Like, how could the principal here know about the thing between Qing'er and me? I thought it was just the people inside our school who knew?"

Liu Qianqian was taken aback. That was, after all, a lie she had concocted herself. Back when she was in her class, she didn't want to make too much of a fuss about her identity, so she attributed the merit for the reversal of Fang Ren's expulsion completely to Mu Huanqing. To her surprise, Fang Ren had heard about it.

"This...this must have been something our school's principal discussed with the principal here," Liu Qianqian said with a smile.

What she really wanted to say was that it was her family's status that she had laid out in the office that got his expulsion reversed, but after what she had already said, insisting now that it was she who helped him would just seem too petty.

After all, even without her status weighing in, Fang Ren probably wouldn't have been expelled, considering Qianye was actually his girlfriend now.

Right, she was now...

She hoped that, if possible, she could be his girlfriend in the future.

After Liu Qianqian finished this thought, she immediately remembered her identity as the student council president and said, "Speaking of which, why are you still here cultivating so late and not back at the dorm? Roll call has already started, hurry up and come back with me!"

Because the university was so far from home, most Yangming University students had to live on campus, including Fang Ren, especially since Qianye had torn apart the roof of the family's small villa.

"No helping it, I just suddenly got the feeling," he replied.

Fang Ren then followed her down from the academic building.

"By the way, your quilt and pillow have been placed in my dorm room. I'll go get them for you in a bit."

"Got it."

Along the way, Liu Qianqian kept finding topics to chat with Fang Ren about, while he seemed somewhat absentminded, observing the meridians in Liu Qianqian's body. First off, he could be sure that Liu Qianqian definitely didn't have the meridians of a cultivator; he had often held her hand in the past and knew whether someone was a cultivator through their meridians.

It was just unexpected for him to find a Spirit Embryo inside Liu Qianqian's body, an entity he definitely couldn't have felt before.

"Connected to the universe..."

After looking for a while, Fang Ren was frustrated, as he had used his Divine Sense many times and hadn't detected the presence of a cultivator's meridians around Liu Qianqian's body.

"Could it be that the meridians of this physique can only be sensed by the person herself? Or have they been developed in some other way?"

Fang Ren was filled with doubts, and he cared a lot about this matter. After all, to suddenly have someone by his side whose cultivation physique was even more formidable than Xuan Nv, someone who could directly use nature's spiritual energy for cultivation, he was eager to find out the truth.

To find out... cough cough.

The more he thought about it, the more Fang Ren felt that he might have misunderstood this constitution.

What Qianye meant was that the Spirit Embryo would scatter between heaven and earth only after pregnancy. So, does that mean as long as she doesn't get pregnant, the Spirit Embryo is fine?

Is it that the Spirit Embryo would scatter once her virginity is lost, or does she have to be pregnant for it to scatter?

As he thought further, his confusion led him deeper into doubt.

"Qian Qian, I have something to ask you."

Fang Ren suddenly stopped and looked at her with a furrowed brow.

"What's... what's up?"

Liu Qianqian was thrown off by his sudden turn with a worried frown.

"Are you still... intact?"

Fang Ren asked earnestly.