A hundred years ago, I was a ginseng root that had existed for a thousand years. Driven by my obsession, I was hunted by the Celestial Realm and ended my own life.
A hundred years later, through the cycle of life and death, my soul was split between two different times and places.
After an unexpected incident, my modern self returned to this unknown world. The promise we made beneath the parasol tree became his curse. When a conspiracy unfolded, I lost my family and friends, and our vows came to an end.
Growth and duty: I had to let go. In this unknown realm, I learned responsibility and love. Through countless reunions and encounters, I finally found my true self and recovered the feelings I once had.
Ginseng Mountain, the curse from a hundred years ago, the promise made a hundred years ago: I am still me, the little ginseng who guards Ginseng Mountain.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
