"We are facing many problems now, and we don't know what unexpected situations might occur any day," Fang Ren said as he placed the purple fruit from his hands into Mu Huanqing's: "This is a fruit of my Spiritual Root, eating it won't increase your cultivation level, but it can bring about very beneficial gains."
Mu Huanqing took the purple fruit, her eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Is it for this fruit that you became blind, and the little guy got hurt?"
"Hurry up and eat it, Qianye shouldn't be in too much danger, I can feel that there are no abnormalities in my Spiritual Root," Fang Ren said.
"Don't ever do such dangerous things again; I can become strong on my own, until I'm strong enough to protect our marriage and children," Mu Huanqing said.
"I know, now you'll allow me to do some things, right?" Knowing she couldn't completely let go of her concern, Fang Ren spoke: "Besides, my blindness is only temporary. Once I level up, it will naturally heal."
"Really?"
"Of course, once you reach this realm, even if my hands and feet were broken, they could regenerate, let alone an eye," Fang Ren said with a laugh.
Actually, Fang Ren had little hope for the recovery of his vision since Qianye had previously told him it was "gone forever," indicating that there was no chance of restoring his sight.
But this did not impact him much, as he had his Divine Sense and soul force; with these two complementing each other, he had enough ability to convert everything seen by his mind's eye into what normal human eyes could perceive.
Hearing this, Mu Huanqing finally eased up a bit and, without saying much more, bit into the purple fruit in her hand.
After one bite, Mu Huanqing felt like she was biting into a marshmallow—it hardly required any effort, and it melted in her mouth. Then, she put the entire fruit into her mouth and swallowed it whole.
Hum—
At the instant Mu Huanqing swallowed the fruit, a pale blue aura suddenly burst forth from her body, slowly gathering above her head, forming a half-meter-wide imprint.
This imprint resembled a droplet of water, but at the heart of the droplet was an incredibly intricate pattern.
Hum—
Suddenly, the imprint split into two, entering both of Mu Huanqing's eyes.
In that moment, Mu Huanqing's pupils turned sky blue, with the droplet-like mark at their center.
"Qing'er, how do you feel?" Fang Ren hurriedly asked upon seeing this.
Mu Huanqing looked up at the ceiling, motionless. The pale blue aura on her body was still pulsating, indicating that she was still receiving the inheritance from the fruit and had yet to fully inherit the "Diagrams Supreme."
Fang Ren did not disturb her further, but sat at the edge of the bed and closed his eyes, sending his Divine Sense into his Spiritual Root to check on Qianye.
Though he was blind, within his consciousness, he could still see inside the Spiritual Root. After a while, he found Qianye, scarred all over, lying at the base of a massive root.
It was asleep on top of a root, which was continuously channeling grey Spiritual Energy into it, but the cracks in its body showed no signs of healing.
Seeing the heart-wrenching sight of Qianye, Fang Ren was filled with guilt. This little fellow always thought of him, telling him the price to be paid but not saying how it would be affected itself.
"How can I help you recover…"
Fang Ren's palm gently caressed Qianye's split open body, his eyebrows tightly knit together.
Truth be told, his feelings for Qianye went beyond that of an owner to a Spirit Form. He treated it as a pet connected by blood, even as his own child.
Fang Ren glanced at the enormous grey trunk and suddenly noticed that the red aura used for healing had disappeared. It must have been when Qianye helped Jiang Ling recover from injuries at Linglong Bay.
He remembered that the red aura did not originate from within Qianye; it was because when they were on a class trip, he had found a patch of Red Grass beneath a waterfall by chance, and the red aura was produced after Qianye consumed the Red Grass.
"Red Grass... if there's still some left of that, it should be able to cure you, right?"
After triple checking that Qianye was not in danger but just in an extremely weakened state, Fang Ren slowly withdrew his consciousness from the Spiritual Root.
Speaking of Red Grass, Fang Ren remembered that he had left one or two sprouts when he was performing alchemy to heal Mu Huanqing's legs and stored them in his Space Ring.
However, these one or two Red Grass plants were hardly enough for Qianye to recover; he had to find more.
Fortunately, he still had some Red Grass in reserve. When the time came, he could use Qing'an's identity to post on the forum and search for this kind of Red Grass all over the world; it probably wouldn't be long before he could gather a large amount for Qianye.
"Hoo..."
It was after Fang Ren withdrew his Divine Sense that Mu Huanqing, beside him, also came back to her senses from the inheritance.
Now, her entire face was filled with shock and disbelief; she stared blankly at her own hands, shaking slightly.
"Qing'er, was it successful?" Fang Ren asked.
Mu Huanqing looked at him dazedly, her hands awkwardly suspended in midair: "Ah Ran... is all of this real?"
Fang Ren knew that she was talking about the information in the inheritance and smiled, "Of course it's real."
"But how can this be possible... Using Formation to create a small world... Doesn't that make one an Immortal?" Mu Huanqing said.
"You shouldn't focus only on this piece of information and forget that it has a precondition: only when you are powerful enough can you create it—right now, it should be impossible," Fang Ren said.
"But even if I can't create worlds, it is still too powerful... It seems like everything an Immortal can do can be achieved through Formation."
"Of course, after all, even Immortals could be killed by the top-tier Formations inside."
Mu Huanqing calmed her excited emotions and said, "Now that I have this power, maybe it won't take too long before I can seal the Void. Then, we won't have to worry anymore about being separated, and the two of us can live happily ever after."
When Fang Ren heard her say this, he slightly frowned, "Qing'er, I hope you realize one thing: you're under no obligation to protect everyone. They owe you far too much, and now they even want to deprive you of your happiness. Protecting them is because of kinship, not protecting them is because of duty. You don't owe them anything."
"..."
After hearing what he said, Mu Huanqing's gaze deepened slightly, and she spread her arms to embrace Fang Ren, "I'm sorry, I've been a General for too long, always feeling that failing to protect the people is a mistake. But I neglected that I'm not just a General now but also Fang Ren's wife, the mother of Fang Ren's child, and I shouldn't keep living like I did in the past."
"It's good that you understand," Fang Ren said. "Stabilizing the Void is something that must be done, but right now, I just want to protect our happiness and our child. If anything touches these two bottom lines, be it the Void or Humans, I'll fight them to the death."
Mu Huanqing earnestly replied, "Me too. If we are to be forcefully separated before the Void is stabilized, I will not hesitate to apply this power to the lives of our kind!"
"There's always a way to settle the Void, and if their method is wrong, we need to correct it."
This was Nightfall Organization's saying, which Fang Ren shared with her. Although she did not know where the words originated, if Mu Huanqing encountered Nightfall Organization in the future, she should be inclined to turn a blind eye to them after hearing this phrase.
He would not tell her about Nightfall for now, but he wouldn't keep it a secret for too long either.
"Dingdong~"
At the moment they embraced each other, Fang Ren's cell phone suddenly rang.
After unlocking the screen, Fang Ren saw a message from an unfamiliar number.
"Who is it at this hour?" Mu Huanqing turned her head to look.
Quickly pocketing his phone, Fang Ren replied, "It's nothing, just a text from customer service."
Of course, he could not tell Mu Huanqing that the message was from the leader of the Nightfall Organization, Jiang Ling, sent to him.
Although he hadn't looked at the content carefully, the first few words were enough for him to confirm the sender's identity.
The sender said that she had arrived at Tianjiang tonight, and her Realm was becoming increasingly unstable, addressing him as Mr. Fang.
Who else could it be but Jiang Ling?