The Empress keeps him company, and a nine-tailed fox is his pet,
but the protagonist wants nothing more than to become an immortal.
“Are there immortals in this world?”
That day, I returned to the past;
that day, I saw the future.
It turned out we were nothing more than mortals struggling to survive.
“I'm the master of my fate, not the heavens'” and “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west”
were nothing but the resentful barking of a pack of condemned prisoners.
Like convicts banished to the frontier, they muddled through life, complacent in their mediocrity.
Only when you reach the top will you realize that everything you've done was merely entertainment for the beings standing even higher...
The content is rigorous and the plot is well written, but the writing style is too conservative and a bit mediocre.