Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2019 - 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 nurous Immortal Path opportunities.

This Fusang Sun Immortal Fruit seed 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 sa entity, where the Sun’s extre 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 developnt 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 nad 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 nurous destructions and revivals, relying on so 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, rembering 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 consu 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 sowhat helplessly.

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

But such consequences often provoked extrely 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 attachnt, 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 tis, 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 extrely small negative numbers!

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

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

Yet the pity is,

only such beings can beco 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 n who remain steadfast; not only do they not fall in love, they don’t even co into contact, their gaze always fixed on the top Heavenly Pride under the endless starry sky, those with the potential to beco 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 aningless, her gaze won’t pause for even a mont.

With countless bloody lessons learned throughout history, countless adjustnts 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 ca here throughout history; after a brief period of intense longing, he beca 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 sentintal and lancholic swordsman.

Even if both had similar strength, she would still choose the forr, 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 comnce the ascent to beco Supre."

The Fusang Saintess quietly said, "I will lose the title of Fusang Saintess, becoming an ordinary Seven-step Supre 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 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 judgnt, her Fusang Saintess instinct.

This being before her is the person she loves; he will beco 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.