Cultivation of Immortality, single female protagonist, no harem, no sword in the whole story.
I started collecting protection fees from a broken street on the border of Qingping Country.
Later, this protection fee was received on the battlefield, in the Immortal Sect, and at the top of the world.
They called me a bandit, a soldier, a devil, and an immortal emperor.
I don't care.
I only remember what my grandma said: Whoever you accept protection money from will be protected to the end.
But the people I paid protection fees for walked ahead of me one by one. My grandma died of illness, my master passed away, and other countries invaded. They fell one by one, but I could only watch, helpless.
So I vowed to find them, but in the end I found out that the protection fee I charged was not just for the items, but for their lives. Later, I paid it back bit by bit with my life.
