We’re Cultivating Immortality, Who Cares About Being a Nobody?

"Who says a blind fortune-teller can't get it right? If I'd known this would happen, I would have turned back and asked the master how to avoid such an undeserved calamity." That was Gu Xiaoxiao's only thought before she died.

When she regained consciousness and understood her situation, Gu Xiaoxiao thought, "It's good to be alive."

But just as she was enjoying a carefree life of settling scores and soaring through the skies on her sword, she learned by chance that she was the early-dead character everyone talked about. Only then did Gu Xiaoxiao realize that she had not only transmigrated, she had transmigrated into a book.

To escape her "early death," Gu Xiaoxiao had to learn everything, even if she couldn't master any of it. Unlike other transmigrators, she had no cheat ability, which made her wonder if this had something to do with the fact that she'd never taken that "blind fortune-teller" seriously.

Unable to figure out the reason, she could only hold fast to the belief that survival came first if she wanted to stand firm between heaven and earth for the long haul.

Gu Xiaoxiao always lived by the fighting spirit of "If I'm not dead, I'll fight to the death." It earned her a place in the cultivation world despite her mixed spiritual roots, and in the end, she became the only great master in nearly ten thousand years to ascend with such an aptitude.