Great Love Venerable: A Guide to Transmigrating Into the Gu World and Surviving

The cold wind blows through Fallen Soul Valley, and the Spring and Autumn Cicada sings as the youth returns.

At Soul-Summoning Mountain, stone men weep. Fixed Immortal Travel wanders, while the demons head north.

On the River of Reverse Flow, ten thousand immortals retreat. Love cannot overcome tears of perseverance.

Fate is set by heaven, and defeat is written in the stars. The Immortal Venerable regrets it, but I do not.

I learned young that life is hard, yet still I vowed to soar among the clouds like a wild goose.

Cold winds follow me every step, my body drifting like a wisp of fluff. Adrift in the sea of fate, I walk alone.

Today, I point my sword toward the clouds: I refine Gu, people, and even heaven.

What truly limits a person's achievements is often not their talent, but their way of thinking.

Sometimes, what stops people from acting is not a material obstacle, but the shackles of the mind.

Those who are content to be weak and make no effort, yet only beg the strong for help, deserve no sympathy.

Are people who get conned really stupid? No. They simply choose to believe.

Glory is nothing more than a tool of values used by those in power to motivate their subordinates. At its core, it is merely an illusory halo.

That is why I wrote this book!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.