A Lifelong Search: My Master Lives Forever

[Female master Yun Yingxi, male disciple Xie Fanji, laid-back daily life, perilous trials, endless push and pull...]

My master is a good-for-nothing.

Her cultivation is weak, she's terrible at management, and her cooking can blow up the kitchen. Her only redeeming quality is that she's cute.

On the very first day I became her disciple, I thought: Can I really get anywhere by following her?

Later, I discovered that she wasn't useless. She was afraid to cultivate.

Her constitution was cursed: every breakthrough would shorten her life.

But she still broke through.

For me.

The day she died, I didn't even get the chance to say, "I love you."

From then on, I embarked on a path of no return:

I searched all three realms and pored over ancient texts, all to bring her back.

Three hundred years later, I finally found a way.

Someone asked me, "Is it worth it?"

I smiled. "She waited for me for three hundred years. I'll wait for her for a lifetime. How could it not be worth it?"

On the day of the spell, I held her amulet in my hands, my palms slick with sweat.

The light flared, then faded.

She opened her eyes, looked at me, and smiled.

Then she asked a question that left me stunned:

"Fellow cultivator, do we know each other?"