Shepherd Girl

Time and space storms are terms used to describe extraordinary phenomena in which space and time undergo unusual distortions, changes, or disturbances.

This is what Ars is experiencing now.

He was accidentally caught in a time and space storm.

However, the time and space storms that occurred in the Endless Void were many times more terrifying than those that occurred in outer space.

Even with the toughness of the Empyrean Realm Void Imperfection Physique and Heaven's Will, his body was torn to pieces like he was inside a meat-cutting machine.

If not for his Healing Factor, Ars would have turned into corned beef.

(How unlucky I am... If my luck is in numerical form, it should show a minus number.)

Gritting his teeth, Ars endured the excruciating pain.

A clear spatial force violently swirled here, forming black cracks. Between the cracks, the whistling of a cold storm seemed to have no end.

The destructive force crushed his body. Ars used all means to escape the storm of time and space, but the space bottleneck here did not allow him to use any spatial techniques.

(Oh, no! At this rate, I might really die!)

Ars's pupils shrank to the size of a needle. His Inner Physique which was the embodiment of the Void Imperfection Physique that had integrated with the Soul Warming Lotus and Heaven's Will, was currently starting to crack like glass.

If his Inner Physique were destroyed, Ars would definitely die instantly because his body's durability couldn't withstand the destructive power of the time and space storm. Even the Healing Factor which granted Immortality, couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.

His body let out a sizzling sound as it was sliced apart by the time and space storm. It was like a knife rubbing against steel. Ars's body was continuously covered in blood.

Ars flew at his fastest speed. A white light shot out from his chest and protected his body. Even so, the more time passed, the more cracks his Inner Physique had.

(With this speed, it is estimated that I can only last half an hour. If I exceed that time limit, I fear that my Inner Physique will be completely destroyed and my cultivation base will be crippled.)

(Nemesis, Invidia, Seth, Binbougami, Loki. Do you guys like me that much, huh! Fuck you all!)

Remembering the bad luck he always had, Ars cursed the Gods of Misfortune from various mythologies.

*Whoosh*

As time went by, Ars became weak. His head was dizzy, his whole body was covered in wounds, and his Inner Physique dimmed. Unfortunately, he was still trapped in the vortex of the time and space storm.

Ars didn't even notice his hair was turning white from the lack of vitality. The only good thing, he hasn't aged at all. But he was not happy, and his heart was filled with despair.

(That's it, huh... I thought that after becoming an Immortal Emperor, even if I didn't become invincible, there would be very few things that could threaten me. But thanks to my bad luck, I encountered things that threatened me. Perhaps... I'm more shit from Kamijou Touma?)

"Cough Cough Cough..."

Ars spat out a lot of blood from his mouth. From top to bottom, there was not a single limb that was not stained with blood.

(In my next life, I want to become a noble... That way, I can live as lazy as a salted fish...)

He gave up struggling, his eyelids felt heavy, and Ars had lost the will to live. After all, if he died, he would be reincarnated again. The only regret was that he would lose the accumulation of all his hard-earned power.

When Ars was about to close his eyes and rest forever, the pain that was torturing him like hell suddenly disappeared.

(Humph, the time-space storm is disappearing? This is my chance!)

A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and with the strength he had left, Ars flew to the nearest super-large ball of light. Then everything went dark, and he lost consciousness.

...

"Mbek..."

"Mbek..."

"Mbek..."

A herd of goats were eating weeds in the meadow, suddenly the space cracked and a white-haired young man fell from the gap, which scared them and they ran away.

That young man was none other than Ars who was slightly lucky due to the time and space storm dissipating right before he died.

The blood on his body soaked the grass on the ground. The next moment, a miraculous phenomenon occurred, the grass soaked in Ars's blood emitted a green light and contained abundant vitality.

The grass was smothered in the Immortal Emperor's blood, shockingly turning ordinary herbs into top grade Spiritual Herbs.

If an ordinary person ate that grass, their lifespan would increase by at least 500 years. It was no different from the legendary longevity medicine!

Unfortunately, there were no humans around, only goats.

The goats were attracted by the scent emitted by the grass, then they swarmed Ars and ate the grass around him.

If a Cultivation World Alchemist saw a Spiritual Herb being eaten by a herd of goats, they would vomit three liters of blood and suffer a stroke.

When goats eat grass, their spirituality is exposed, and in the future, they will be no less intelligent than humans.

...

"Everyone, it's already dusk, let's hurry back to the cage."

The shepherd girl holds a wooden staff in her right hand.

"Huh, why aren't they coming?"

She wondered why none of the goats came after hearing her call. Usually, they would immediately chase after her, after she called them.

"Hmm? Why are they all gathered there?"

The shepherd girl was confused to see her goats clustered together. She rushed there.

"What smell is this?"

The closer she got, a fishy smell wafted through the air, which made her cover her nose.

"Mbek..."

"Mbek..."

"Mbek..."

The goats glanced at the shepherd girl, then continued to eat grass.

"Uh, someone?"

When the shepherd girl arrived, she was shocked to see the young man, covered in blood, lying on the ground. She passed through the crowd of goats and examined the young man.

"Can you hear my voice?"

She spoke softly, but the young man still didn't wake up. Ignoring her fear, she pressed her ear against the other person's chest.

*Dub Dub Dub*

Despite sounding weak, the shepherd girl was relieved that the young man was still alive.

"Thank God, he's still breathing... It's getting dark, I have to take him before nightfall. The scent of blood can lure wolves to come."

The shepherd girl didn't care that her clothes were stained with blood, with her petite body, she carried the young man on her back.

"Everyone, let's go home."

She walked at a slow pace because of the weight on her back. This time, all the goats obeyed the girl and lined up behind her.

"Hold on, you will definitely survive."

The shepherd girl refused to leave the young man. Even though it was difficult, she still took him to her house which was a small hut.

Luckily, the distance between the prairie and her residence wasn't too far. When the sun was really almost setting, she arrived at her hut.

Putting the young man on the bed, the cowherd girl said worriedly: "Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor in the village. I beg you, just hold on a little longer."

Ignoring her tiredness, she ran to the doctor's house.