Those Days I Lived in the Cultivation World

All things are born beneath the heavens, yet the heavens treat them like blades of grass. In this world where people seek immortality and the Dao, who can truly transcend the world? Not the Heaven-Chosen Child in the eyes of cultivators, nor the Heavenly Spirit Goddess who possesses secret arts and divine artifacts, and certainly not the madmen who toil relentlessly and offer up their souls.

“If that’s the case, I might as well abandon the Dao and become an ordinary person in the mortal world, cast aside my desires, and live freely.”

“Then I’ll just have to be your little attendant, carrying your bags and driving your carriage, and stay by your side even if it costs me my life.”