The story of how my master’s wife, Han Mengfei, and I ventured through the world of cultivation. She was a peerless beauty, while I was an ordinary mortal from the secular world. Together, we journeyed for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, until the ages themselves had passed.
This is a dazzling world of cultivation, where cultivators have countless kinds of spiritual roots, both innate and acquired. Some are blades of grass, trees, or stones; others are swords, jade pendants, demons, insects, or fish. There are also banners, bells, Taiji diagrams, wells, and more.
Any of these can lead one onto the Dao, bring one to enlightenment, let one seize the workings of creation, and grant eternal life.
Have you not seen the Eastern Emperor’s Chaos Bell suppress the Myriad Worlds?
Have you not seen the Supreme Lord’s Taiji Diagram safeguard the fortunes of an entire sect?
Have you not seen the Origin Heavenly Lord’s Pangu Banner command the myriad arts?
Have you not seen the Tongtian Cult Leader’s Four Swords of Zhu Xian, the greatest killing treasure beneath the Heavenly Dao?
Have you not seen
My spiritual roots are the four treasures of the study: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. With all five elements gathered, I write the stories of this world of cultivation.
(Traditional cultivation stages: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Body Integration, Mahayana, Tribulation Transcendence, Ascension...)
Everyone has a woman in their heart, deep inside. It's finished! Hooray! It wasn't easy.
Could the author please allow only one female lead, or even just the female lead's master's wife?
Hahaha