Seeking the Dao in the Mortal World: The Way of Laying Low

As Shi Sheng was chipping away at the mine wall, he discovered the skeleton of a cultivator. Beside it lay a glowing stone, which he secretly tucked into his clothes. When he got home, his younger sister handed him a piece of warm jade. “Brother, this is pretty. You can have it.” That night, Seventh Aunt brought astonishing news: the children of Blackrock Village could take part in the selection for the immortal sects. As the carriage was leaving the village, Seventh Aunt warned him in a low voice, “The path to immortality is perilous. You could die at any moment.” Shi Sheng gripped both stones tightly. “I only want to find eternal life and protect my family.”