From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

His flesh housed his Spiritual Root and True Qi, but lacked Liu Qianqian's Spirit Embryo.

Moreover, this body seemed somewhat stronger than the one his original self had used; he didn't know if it was because this body had been absorbing Star Power in the True Master's space, or if Liu Qianqian had employed some method to cultivate it.

He sniffed the odor of his own body, which carried a strong scent of Liu Qianqian. The room contained nothing but a single bed, which Liu Qianqian likely kept this body beside her each night as she slept.

As for whether Liu Qianqian would do something to this body...

Fang Ren felt that she probably wouldn't. The talisman paper she had used only contained a few simple commands: it could walk, speak a few words, and beyond that, nothing else.

While Fang Ren was pondering these things, Liu Qianqian, who had just sold a small carving outside the door, turned her head and happened to see him.

Liu Qianqian entered the shop from outside, looking at Fang Ren with a slight frown, "Didn't I already prepare food for you?"

The simple thought she had implanted in the talisman was that only when Fang Ren was hungry would he come out to find her by himself and call her Qian Qian, saying he was hungry.

However, she understood the next moment, her brows relaxed and she smiled, "You probably want to go to the toilet, right? I'll take you there. Don't wet your pants again, I just bought you new clothes yesterday."

She had also given this body to Fang Ren the command to go to the toilet by himself, but each time Fang Ren went by himself, he would more or less get some on his pants, which made her quite melancholy because her engraving talisman hadn't yet been cultivated to invasively imprint every single detail, only very roughly.

Having said that, Liu Qianqian pulled Fang Ren towards a small thatched hut.

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This was the real latrine.

Liu Qianqian pulled him inside, where there was no unusual smell, only a small Array that had been triggered.

Liu Qianqian pressed a spot on the thatched door, and a wooden Earth-style toilet appeared. However, the toilet had no pipes connected, and Fang Ren couldn't figure out how there could be water inside it.

"Don't just stand there, sit down and you won't wet your pants," she said.

As she spoke, Liu Qianqian pressed him down onto the toilet.

Fang Ren couldn't help but blush; even at forty years old, going to the toilet like this was still a bit embarrassing.

Seeing him with no movement, Liu Qianqian frowned, "Is there something wrong with my talisman? You don't even know how to take off your pants?"

Fang Ren didn't dare make a sound.

Fearing he would wet his pants again, Liu Qianqian helped him.

But Fang Ren really didn't want to go to the toilet at that moment; his body truly didn't have a single drop!

"What the hell is going on?" she pondered, troubled. Her talisman was brand new and shouldn't be flawed after such a short time.

Liu Qianqian, however, wasn't embarrassed by this scene; she had been overseeing it for twenty years and felt quite indifferent, as if she were looking at herself.

After a while, Fang Ren stood up by himself, pulled up his pants, and walked out with a vacant expression.

Seeing Fang Ren's abnormal behavior, Liu Qianqian was no longer in the mood to sell things. She collected her calligraphy and wooden boards and closed the shop door.

Back in the room, she directly placed Fang Ren on the bed, then ripped the talisman paper off the temple of Fang Ren's head and started carefully studying it.

Seeing the talisman gone, Fang Ren immediately closed his eyes, pretending to have fallen asleep.

Liu Qianqian, on the other hand, took the talisman and used a Spell to rewrite the incantation on it.

However, scribing the talisman took quite a long time, from midday until nightfall; fortunately, there were multiple Arrays in the room, and with a simple touch, she could light the room brightly.

Fang Ren didn't have too rough of an afternoon, albeit a bit boring, wanting to move yet unable to do so.

"It should be good now."

Liu Qianqian applied the rewritten talisman to Fang Ren's temple, and he internally sighed in relief, finally able to move.

Just as he opened his eyes, preparing to roll out of bed, he saw Liu Qianqian's pair of icy eyes and a Longsword pressed against his neck.

What's happening?

Fang Ren was stunned. Could it be that Liu Qianqian had harbored resentment against him since leaving Earth, taking it out on this body every night?

"I felt something was wrong at noon. I don't care who you are, you'd better let go of this body now, or I'll make your soul dissipate!" Liu Qianqian said coldly.

Fang Ren touched the talisman on his temple, only to find that he was stuck with a piece of blank paper!

She didn't apply that talisman!

Was Liu Qianqian's vigilance really so strong that she had sensed a soul in this body since noon?

"Then why did you wait all afternoon?" Fang Ren looked innocent.

"I was repeatedly verifying whether my talisman really had a problem. It's complicated, naturally it takes some time," Liu Qianqian explained.

"What if I am not willing to leave this body now and tell you that if you attempt to disperse my soul, I will destroy this body as well? What will you do?" Fang Ren asked.

Liu Qianqian sneered, "You think you can threaten me? You must not know how terrifying Soul Techniques are in this world!"

No sooner had she spoken than one of her hands suddenly pinched atop Fang Ren's head, and the next moment, he felt a burning pain in his soul.