Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Chapter 2019: Chapter 1988: The Man Loved by the Fusang Saintess

Jiang Ding gazed at the Sun Fruit at the center of the Fusang Divine Tree before him.

This fruit, like a true Sun, contained endless radiance and creation power, condensed from countless years of Sun Rules and numerous Immortal Path opportunities.

This Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit seemed to be one fruit, yet it appeared as if a pair, a large and a small Immortal Fruit, grew together.

The larger Immortal Fruit symbolized the Sun, its aura scorching and destructive, overwhelmingly explosive, containing at least ninety percent of the Creation Power, fraught with danger.

The smaller Immortal Fruit was much gentler, still aglow, yet exhibiting the aura of the Taiyin Star, akin to Nine Heavens Moonlight condensed, containing the purest and gentlest Sun Rules.

Taiyin and Taiyang were two sides of the same entity, where the Sun’s extreme purity and gentleness manifested as Taiyin.

These two fruits were intricately linked.

This was a connection beyond Cause and Effect, rules, and the starry sky, like two sides of a coin; viewed from different angles, they appeared completely different, yet they were one whole.

”Is this the Fusang Holy Land’s attempt to fully utilize the Sun Immortal Fruit?”

Jiang Ding inquired.

”Yes.”

”Tushan, you have a sensitivity far surpassing ordinary Eight-step Daoist, especially in the evolution and development of various sect inheritances.”

The Fusang Saintess expressed her appreciation.

She reminisced.

”Many years ago, the system of Fusang Holy Land was like most Immortal Sects, not particularly remarkable, nor exceptionally powerful.”

”Until the generation of the Ancestor Master named Fusang acquired the Fusang Divine Tree with great opportunity, great fortune, and great perseverance.”

”But the Sun Immortal Fruit was so treacherous that it could not be used directly; generations of Ancestor Masters tried various ways, eventually slowly developing a relatively pure Taiyin Immortal Fruit body.”

”The downside... is the direct loss of ninety percent of the Creation Power, making it hard to be called a True Immortal Opportunity.”

”...History unfolded continuously, centering around the Fusang Divine Tree and Taiyin Sun Immortal Fruits, generations of Ancestor Masters pressed forward, sacrificed, perished, withstood numerous destructions and revivals, relying on some luck, finally pioneering the current path of Fusang Holy Land, gradually stabilizing, no longer needing to pay that terrible price to explore the unknown.”

She recalled, remembering the hardships of the past sages of the sect.

”Did you notice?”

”These two fruits have a very close relationship.”

The Fusang Saintess whispered, ”If you consume the Sun Immortal Fruit, a fateful bond will form between us, able to sense each other’s life and death; if you die, I shall die with you.”

”And if I die... you will be lightly injured.”

She said somewhat helplessly.

Many eras ago, this wasn’t the case; the bond between both parties was much closer, truly sharing life and death, glory, and shame.

But such consequences often provoked extremely fierce retaliation from the True Immortals.

Even leading to instances where the Human Emperor personally slaughtered his Empresses, bloodbathed the Fusang Holy Land, with no emotional attachment, the past affections long worn away over the long years.

This was truly infuriating.

One of the top forces under the endless starry sky, the Saintess, during her insignificant times, married beneath to you, bestowing True Immortal Level opportunities to you, sharing glory and death in the future, is this an excessively unreasonable thing?

Isn’t this what heaven and earth dictate?

Why must it be so heartless?

By morality, by the fidelity to love, by whether promises are kept, by appearance, musical skill, calligraphy... to evaluate the True Immortal, or those with True Immortal presence, they are truly the worst partners.

Their score is not low, nor zero.

But negative!

And extremely small negative numbers!

The terms scumbag, heartless, Chen Shimei, and other extremes used throughout the human realm are insufficient to describe the extremity of their scum.

These people are truly unsuited as partners; women falling in love with such individuals are destined for a lifetime of suffering.

Yet the pity is,

only such beings can become the partners of the Fusang Saintess.

In this world, is there truly no deeply affectionate, faithful man, one who remains steadfast?

What kind of person does the endless starry sky lack?

The unfortunate thing is, every generation of the Fusang Saintess does not fall in love with those deeply affectionate, faithful men who remain steadfast; not only do they not fall in love, they don’t even come into contact, their gaze always fixed on the top Heavenly Pride under the endless starry sky, those with the potential to become the strongest in the endless starry sky.

Only among such Heavenly Pride, can the Fusang Saintesses possibly develop love for a specific person.

They are just that proud.

Their range of mate selection is narrowed to an unimaginable degree.

Ordinary people can’t win the love of the Fusang Saintess, no matter how deeply affectionate or faithful they are, it’s meaningless, her gaze won’t pause for even a moment.

With countless bloody lessons learned throughout history, countless adjustments made, the connection between the Sun Immortal Fruits is now at this extent.

”So, Tushan,”

”what is your decision?”

The Fusang Saintess softly asked.

The swordsman from the Human Race before her was very different from the Daoist disciples who came here throughout history; after a brief period of intense longing, he became indifferent, cold, and rational, making his thoughts hard to discern.

”If my choice is no,”

”what will your future path be?”

Jiang Ding calmly inquired.

This woman may be in love with emotionless and coldly rational beings, only such existence can attract her gaze, rather than a sentimental and melancholic swordsman.

Even if both had similar strength, she would still choose the former, drawn to them, more likely to fall in love with them.

This is the source of the tragedy for each generation of Fusang Saintesses.

”Fusang, if you choose not...”

”then I shall commence the ascent to become Supreme.”

The Fusang Saintess quietly said, ”I will lose the title of Fusang Saintess, becoming an ordinary Seven-step Supreme in Fusang Holy Land.”

”The future Human Emperor will never accept a woman who once loved another; as the Fusang Saintess, my path has ended, and I will lead an ordinary life.”

”This is the price for my choice.”

”A new Fusang Saintess will be born millions of years from now, all of this will have nothing to do with me anymore.”

She recounted all of this calmly, without any grievance against heaven and earth.

The Fusang Saintess is free; before choosing her destined partner, she is free to choose anyone, as long as she successfully steps into the Fusang Divine Tree and arrives here.

After choosing, the path of a Fusang Saintess is no longer free; her future is largely determined by her partner.

This is the path of Fusang Holy Land.

”So, what then?”

”Dari Swordsman, my Emperor, what choice will you make?”

The Fusang Saintess’ gaze flowed, looking at the green-clothed youth before her.

Her determination was unwavering, never doubting her judgment, her Fusang Saintess instinct.

This being before her is the person she loves; he will become the future Human Emperor; it is not a possibility but an inevitability, and he will inevitably achieve the strongest under the endless starry sky with her.