A scroll of immortal dust, a bond spanning half a lifetime; my heart full of hidden longing, I bare it all to you. Jun Mochen's path to immortality began with a tragedy and became entangled in several unforgettable memories.
He once sailed across a lake with the peerless princess, watching moonlight shatter into a boatful of stars, only to part from her in the end. He also once ventured alone into a place of certain doom and bravely claimed a priceless treasure.
His few immortal arts could scatter the smoke of a troubled age; his handful of treasures were enough to sever the bonds of fate. From the mortal world's earthly dust to the boundless, ethereal immortal realm, he weathered countless rises and falls and returned to his dreams time and again. At last, he understood: immortality is not among the clouds, but in the dusty world of humankind.
When the final wisp of demonic fog dispersed and a breeze from the edge of the Milky Way brushed his cheek, he finally understood the freedom of "water beneath the heart of Heaven, moonlight upon the boat": the path to immortality is stained with earthly dust, and that very dust is the immortal path.
The pacing of the story is quite interesting; the more you read, the more you want to continue.