A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: My Fortuity Is Perseverance

After three hundred years of solitary cultivation, she was finally about to face her final trial. If she could survive these nine days of heavenly tribulation, she would ascend to the upper realm.

Yet it seemed the Heavenly Dao intended to test her: the final three bolts of tribulation lightning were far more powerful than the ancient texts described, nearly destroying her body and soul together. As her consciousness faded, she seemed to glimpse the figure who had once stirred the faintest ripple in her Daoist heart.

She gave a bitter smile and thought, “I never imagined that the one I’d see in my dying hallucination would be him.”

But in the next instant, a real, warm embrace caught her falling body.

“Three hundred years,” sighed the person she thought she had lost forever. “I’ve finally caught up with you.”