Peerless Cultivation

The road to immortality is unfamiliar. A child of the Qilin descends into the mortal world. Was it destined, or not?

Soaring ninety thousand miles, he would share a cup of wine with the immortals on their jade terrace.

Dressed in white, snow drifting around him, his grace was unparalleled. Who could tell him apart from an immortal?

An immortal should tread upon auspicious clouds, summon clouds with one hand and rain with the other, and inspire the world to worship. He is an immortal, the only one in the world, seemingly the last immortal left at the end of the road to immortality. Yet he cannot enjoy any of the pleasures of being an immortal.

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