Even a Mortal Can Become an Immortal

[Mortal Cultivation] [No System] Call yourself a mortal, and you and I are both mortals. A white-robed swordsman, his blade brighter than snow, drifts through the ages; speak of immortal cultivation, and all beings yearn for it, longing for eternal life so their lives won't be in vain, countless as the stars. A mischievous boy struggles along the road to immortality, vowing not to return unless he succeeds; why must his bones be buried in his homeland? The long road to immortality is lined with green mountains.