I transformed into the all-powerful heroine in the novel about cultivating immortals. I was proficient in alchemy, weapon refining, talismans, and formations, and it was as if they were engraved in my bones. But what does it have to do with me, Lin Wanzhao, in the plot where the original owner was involved in the peak? What's so good about being at the peak? It's windy and rainy, and you have to always be on guard against being plotted. How can you be comfortable being a salted fish?
My ideal life is very simple: guard the crooked-necked tree outside the cave, put up a long stone table, and open a "convenient repair shop." Help fellow cultivators repair their knocked-off jade plates, curled-edged weapons, and scrapped talismans in exchange for some contribution points or spiritual herbs, enough to buy some snacks, bask in the sun, and live like a god.
