Stranded in the Cultivation World, I Meet a Stunning Demoness

There will always be a gentle breeze in this world to fulfill my hundred thousand and eight thousand dreams. There will always be a couple of cups of fine wine to ease the sorrows I’ve carried for a hundred lifetimes. I come to understand birth, old age, sickness, and death, and prove my path among the three thousand great ways. Yet I look back and smile, and bury that moment in my heart for ten thousand years.