Mistaken for takeout by a mountain bear demon, Lin Baozhu thought her life was about to end ahead of schedule.
At the critical moment, a moon-white figure descended like a waterfall from the heavens. With a single stroke of his sword, he neatly split the giant bear in two.
Desperate for protection, Lin Baozhu instantly put on an act, clinging to his ankle and sobbing. “Immortal, I’ve twisted my ankle…”
The immortal glanced down, his voice flat. “Your ankle is fine.”
Lin Baozhu: “…” Help! I tried to fake an injury, and ran into a brick wall!
She thought this was just a chance miracle in her ordinary life. But as soon as she got home, the Sun family, the local bullies in the eastern part of town, showed up to force her into marriage and make her their concubine.
The embroidery shop refused to accept her work, thugs surrounded her in the street, and they even threatened her sickly mother.
Cornered, Lin Baozhu remembered the sword light that had cut through everything.
If there was no path left in the mortal world, she would seek immortality!
After overcoming countless hardships, she finally stood before the spirit-testing stone at the immortal sect’s admissions trial. The stone erupted in a dazzling light.
As all eyes turned toward her, the cool immortal lord seated high among the clouds slowly opened his eyes.
The disciples hurriedly bowed their heads. “Greetings, Grand Martial Ancestor!”
But the immortal flew down and stopped before her. “This person and I share a profound karmic bond.”
“From this day on, she will be my sole personal disciple.”
The entire place fell silent. Lin Baozhu gaped at him.
Wait, Immortal, weren’t you just going to lend a hand? Aren’t mortals and immortals supposed to keep their distance? Did you pick up the wrong script?!
