A thousand-year-old banyan tree cultivates into an immortal, thinking at last it can enjoy a carefree life in the heavens.
Then comes a bolt from the blue: even immortals have to go to work!
A guaranteed assignment?
Well, I suppose I can accept that...
You say the Wish-Granting Department reports directly to the Thirty-Three Heavens and has extraordinary status?
All right, then. I'll join the Wish-Granting Department~
With no connections and no idea how to pull strings, the little banyan immortal is assigned to the Wish-Granting Department, where there's always too much work and too many details to handle.
There's a powerful big shot above her, but the big shot is a homebody god and a hands-off boss.
The little banyan works as diligently as an office drone, never daring to slack off, only to find herself reported to the Jade Emperor.
What? You're saying I get things wrong because I do too much?
You could've said so sooner! It's not like I don't know how to slack off!
What? You're saying I have to descend to the mortal realm and atone for my mistakes?
What the heck? I just spent two thousand years cultivating in the mortal realm!
Fine! Fine! Fine!
Under the eaves of Heaven, even immortals have to bow their heads!
Down to the mortal realm I go!
Just watch how I turn the mortal realm upside down and change the course of fate this time!
Damn it! I'm about to descend to the mortal realm, and some idiot has scattered my three spiritual souls and seven mortal spirits!
The big shot managed to save the situation at the last moment, but now I have to suffer through ten lifetimes of tribulations to rebuild my immortal body!
A word of advice to those who come after me: Becoming an immortal sounds great, but immortal rules never let up. If freedom is what you seek, think twice before you do it!
