Otherworldly Desert Dust

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On a rainy morning, cold raindrops randomly splattered against Wu Hen's cheeks.

Wu Hen didn't dare to open his eyes, hoping that what lay before him was merely an illusion.

Through the dazed slits of his eyes, he saw a pair of exquisite feet adorned with the simplest embroidered shoes. Yet, for some reason, the power those shoes kicked with was comparable to the annihilating stomp of a primordial deity!

"Get up." The Cold-blooded Woman Cailan spoke coldly, as if it was purely an act of bloodline suppression, void of any extraneous emotions.

"I'm already unconscious, you only allow me to use the power of the Holy Sect. It's impossible for me to beat you." Wu Hen still wanted to lie on the ground for a while longer. The ground was damp and cold, but it was better than Cailan's violent attacks from the Holy Sect.

As he spoke, the Cold-blooded Woman Cailan slowly lifted her embroidered shoe-encased foot, suspending it above Wu Hen's knee.

"Go ahead and crush my kneecap, anyway, it's already soft. Don't talk to me about a man's dignity; as your useless younger brother, even if I used all my strength, I still couldn't defeat you. I don't feel ashamed about that. Moreover, you have been practicing the Holy Sect Technique for many years, and I've only practiced for how long? I don't want to practice anymore." Wu Hen said.

He just laid there, going completely limp!

Practicing wasn't his strength to begin with, why force himself?

As for escaping from Cang Chu, it required Cailan's Divine Power Law. Someone had to inherit or crack it, and that was simple...

While everyone was in Infinite City these days, he could try to bond more with the Cold-blooded Woman and coax her onto this pirate ship. With a top-tier warrior like her guarding him, why fear any obstacles on the path ahead? Wouldn't this add a brilliant Divine Star to the Star Mark Plan?

That's why these days Wu Hen hadn't been thinking about how to defeat Cailan at all.

Even one-tenth of Cailan's power was terrifying enough. Even if Wu Hen practiced until all his teeth fell out, he couldn't beat her. Since he couldn't beat her, why not think of some other way to trick her onto his side?

Although Li Feng had reached an agreement with the gods, and the gods were willing to find an heir within the Nuwa Lineage, Wu Hen could also use his eloquence to persuade some "like-minded" gods to join his cause. Didn't they want to see the outside world...

The "Cosmic Friends" plan he urged Li Feng to work on earlier, wasn't that going to come in handy?

When the time came, he would issue homeland green cards to Cailan, Fairy Gong Qin, and Ruan Muhuan. If they encountered any powerful creatures or strange laws during their voyage, all they needed to do was show their cards and let them handle it. Why hammer himself to inherit their powerful divine skills? Some skills aren't just about wanting to learn; you need a clearer self-awareness.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?" The Cold-blooded Woman looked down at Wu Hen, staring at her brother who had completely given up.

"It's only my kneecap. I injured it playing football years ago, so it's already soft..." Wu Hen replied with an indifferent look.

"Good, then your whole body must be pretty pain-resistant." The Cold-blooded Woman Cailan said, as she moved her embroidered shoe-clad foot slowly upwards from Wu Hen's knee.

The foot moved past his thigh, and then without waiting for Wu Hen to react, the terrifying Holy Foot, comparable to the stomp of a deity, came crashing down. Wu Hen only felt a chilling sensation around his groin, and suddenly, as if tapping into superhuman potential, he began to crawl backwards at breakneck speed for several hundred meters!

"Boom!!!!"

The spot where Cailan stomped turned into a giant crater, even the bricks of Infinite City, reinforced by immortal power, turned to dust. Wu Hen didn't dare imagine his fate had he not dodged in time.

"You... you crazy woman, do you want our Cai Family to die out? Don't forget I'm the only male heir in our siblings!!" Wu Hen couldn't bear it anymore and lashed out.

After all, she was his sister, how could she be so ruthless!

She promised to crush his kneecap, yet she almost crushed his future. As the noblest god of the Holy Sect, how could she do something so despicable?

Seeing that Cailan remained silent, Wu Hen, still fuming, yelled, "Do you know what this means? Human dignity, human survival, human courage!"

"You can't even defeat one-tenth of my power. You and your descendants will be annihilated soon enough. Why bring them into the world just to endure pain? If you're not going to bear children, what use is it to keep that?" Cailan replied calmly.

"You... your thoughts are so backward. Whether to have children is my right, you have no right to take that from me! Besides, can't I just enjoy myself? Who says having it means I must have descendants!" Wu Hen was completely enraged, deciding to argue this point with Cailan.

"I don't subscribe to your beliefs. I have been too kind to you. You've learned nothing in the past ten days. From now on, you'll need to defeat me at twenty percent power. If you can't do it within a month, I will break your dignity, your survival, your courage." Cailan said coldly, before leaving with her soft embroidered shoes.

The ten-day special training was over. Wu Hen's kneecap was nearly shattered, and now he had to face an even more brutal punishment.

As Cailan turned and left, Wu Hen could no longer distinguish between the raindrops and his tears on his cheeks.

Why is this happening, he was supposed to be revered as Black Immortal. Infinite City should have been an easy playground for him. He had made so many powerful connections, he should have been able to walk through Cang Chu with ease. Why has it turned out like this?

"Black Immortal Venerable."

"Black Immortal doesn't look so good today."

"Black Immortal Venerable, how about some soup to boost your strength? Beef tendon, perhaps?"

On his way back, Wu Hen endured endless mockery.

Wu Hen couldn't tell if they were his clansmen or other members of the Human Clan, but influenced by his people, their taunting skills had reached a new dimension, lacking any sense of boundaries.

Everyone in Infinite City knew about Saint Luo Nu Cailan's special training for the Black Immortal. Some hoping to learn advanced techniques from the Holy Sect would even come nearby to watch.

In the past, mortals dared not look directly at Cailan's power; merely glancing could blind their eyes with the Holy Light. But Infinite City had special Immortal Power Barriers to isolate any dispersed energy, turning well-situated buildings into teahouses with sky-high prices for tea tables...

Some went even further - not interested in learning or observing the divine battles, but just to see the divine genius humiliated for a laugh!