Cultivating Immortality as a Mortal, I Symbiotically Bond with the Divine Tree

Steady cultivation, a mortal's journey, and no romance. By a twist of fate, the village's sacred tree enters Qing Mu's body. A Daoist priest then brings him into the world of cultivation, where he becomes a sect disciple. How can an ordinary person rely on a symbiotic sacred tree to grow step by step, take revenge, and attain a carefree life? (I wanted to tell my own story, so most of the social niceties in the book, such as the various gift-giving scenes, have been cut.)