The Vast Azure Heavens Have No End in Sight

[Single heroine + Eastern fantasy + not a power fantasy + lots of sweetness + “healing”]

Mists shroud the green cliffs, where a white deer carries a lingzhi mushroom in its mouth and guards the mountain pass. A young man in plain clothes, born to nothing, treads across the moss. Seeking food and clothing, he knocks on the vermilion gates of the immortal sect. Deep among the cloud steps, the morning bell rings clear. From here, every step blooms with rosy clouds, though he has no idea how many mortal bonds and consequences he will have to break along the way.

The road to immortality stretches on. Everyone asks: Do you seek the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and eternal life? Do you fight for immortal bones in the Hall of the High Heavens? Or do you scheme for wealth and traffic with the netherworld, seeking power over life and death? A black crane sweeps across the sky, leaving only its clear cry echoing through the mountain ravines.

Where, in the end, will the young man's path lead?