From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Fang Ren first released a hundred thousand plants of Red Grass. As these red herbal plants appeared, they filled half of his room to the brim.

"I wonder if this huge pile will be enough for the little guy to wake up."

As he spoke, Fang Ren began to activate his Divine Sense to guide a small twig of his Spirit Form from inside his body. Since Qianye had fallen into a slumber, its Spirit Form had become thoughtless, so everything it did required his command to act.

As one gray twig extended from Fang Ren's lower abdomen and touched the pile of Red Grass, several more twigs immediately burst forth from his belly and plunged into the pile of Red Grass, frantically absorbing the energy from the plants.

Watching his Spirit Form suddenly move independently again, Fang Ren felt his heart ease dramatically in an instant. Since the Spirit Form could move on its own, it meant that Qianye was controlling them.

Giggle giggle—

The twigs tightly coiled around half the room's Red Grass. The plants touched by their outer bark turned to dust in a flash, falling to the ground, while the red essence within them constantly passed through the twigs into Fang Ren's Spiritual Root.

For a moment, Fang Ren only felt warmth throughout his body, as streams of red warmth traveled through his meridians, as if flushing every corner of his flesh.

As time went on, the Red Grass in half of the room was nearly depleted. Fang Ren used his Divine Sense to check Qianye's condition and found that although the little guy was still in a coma, the cracks on its body had already healed by seventy percent.

Seeing that this was effective, Fang Ren didn't hesitate to release another hundred thousand Red Grass from his storage ring. With the increase in the amount of Red Grass, the twigs in the room grew larger, like strong muscular arms, coiling around all the Red Grass.

Engulfing, continuously engulfing at a very fast pace.

For a time, the whole room glowed with dazzling red light flickering over the twigs and Fang Ren's body. In the Spiritual Root, beneath a huge tree of Spirit Form, Qianye's body had been completely cured by the red aura.

Hum—

Suddenly, the twigs in the room went berserk, and the remaining two-thirds of the Red Grass were forcibly drawn into Fang Ren's Spiritual Root.

Facing this unexpected development, Fang Ren was confused. In his daze, a palm-sized figure suddenly leaped out from his lower abdomen.

"Hee-ha!"

Qianye, looking like a plush toy, joyfully bounced and spun on the ground, full of glee.

Seeing it recovered, Fang Ren immediately grabbed the bouncing creature in his hand. The patterns on the little one's body seemed a bit different from before; the gray had deepened, and upon closer inspection, there were thin strands of colorful aura winding around its two spherical arms.

"Are you all better now?" Fang Ren asked, looking into its big eyes.

"Mm! Hee-ha!"

Qianye vocalized, its round little head nodding vigorously.

"That's good. Don't you ever act on your own again. You have to explain to me clearly the consequences of your actions. And don't always think of me first; consider yourself more, got it?" Fang Ren said earnestly.

He still remembered how he had selected fruits for Mu Huanqing back then. Little Qianye, in order to ensure his smooth acquisition, had made sacrifices. Although the little guy had independent thoughts, it ultimately was his Spiritual Root, and they shared one heart.

"Mmmhmm! Hee-ha!"

Little Qianye nodded its round head, looking somewhat well-behaved.

"Mmmhmm?" Fang Ren was startled, "When did you start saying something other than 'Hee-ha'?"

Little Qianye pointed at itself with one of its spherical arms, then pointed at Fang Ren and spoke, "I, master, learn. Hee-ha!"

The voice of Little Qianye was soft and tender, similar to that of a toddler who had just learned how to speak.

"You learned it from me?"

Fang Ren was dumbfounded—the little guy had actually started to speak human language! For a moment, Fang Ren couldn't help but wonder if he had ingested too much Red Grass, causing Little Qianye to mutate or evolve?

"Mmhmm! Hee-ha!"

Little Qianye hugged Fang Ren's finger, affectionately rubbing its face against the tip of his finger.

"Wait a minute!"

Fang Ren immediately lifted Little Qianye's body, suspending it in the air, and with a frown and squinted eyes stared at it: "So you mean to say that for the past few days you weren't unconscious after all, but fully conscious and have been learning to speak from me?"

Little Qianye blinked, "Mmhmm! Hee-ha!"

Without a word, Fang Ren flicked its bottom in anger, exclaiming, "The hell! You have consciousness and didn't let me know you were okay! Do you know how worried I was for you!"

Since Little Qianye's body was the core of the Spirit Tree, Fang Ren flicking it could not make it feel any pain.

Little Qianye looked bewildered as it shook its head and then pointed at itself and then at Fang Ren again, "I, learn talk, want, master, safe. Hee-ha!"

After hearing these disjointed words from it, Fang Ren suddenly felt a pang of distress. It turned out that the little guy started learning to speak with him because it sensed his worry and wanted to reassure him that it was okay.

Even though Little Qianye had a clear consciousness during its faint, it couldn't speak human language and could only say "Hee-ha" to Fang Ren, who didn't understand it and could only feel anxious.

From this perspective, Little Qianye was again considering Fang Ren's feelings.

"You little thing…"

Although Fang Ren felt a warmth in his heart, his face still wore an angry expression as he said, "Can't you drop the 'Hee-ha'?"

"Can!" Little Qianye nodded earnestly.

Just as Fang Ren was about to praise it for not adding "Hee-ha" this time, right after saying "Can," Little Qianye's mouth opened again, "Hee-ha!"

"I..."