Essay on Immortal Cultivation by a Bottom-level Medicine Slave
Everyone is waiting for her to die.
In the Medicine Valley of Wan Gu Sect, she is the medicine slave number 47. After half a year of testing the medicine, all poisons were invulnerable. The medicine slaves around her were dying one after another, but she was the only one who was living more energetically. The people in charge used her as a treasure, but the people above used her as a medicine guide. The Heavenly Corpse Pill required the blood and essence of ninety-nine medicine slaves, and she was ranked last.
She ran away.
No mentor, no spiritual stone, no backer. Half of his arm was almost useless on the way to escape, and even a job as a handyman depended on the person's appearance. The only thing that can be used is a incomplete star map in the sea of consciousness and the poisonous power accumulated over many years of testing drugs. She relied on these two things to survive at the bottom of Heishuifang City, survive the pursuit, survive the oppression of Heifeng Village, and survive every advancement she gained by "working her life".
She thought she would be free the day she escaped from Medicine Valley. Later I found out that I just escaped from a small cage into another larger cage.
Outside the cage, someone was waiting for her for a long time.
Her invulnerable physique, the blueberry grass she ate, and the star map in her sea of consciousness were all not accidental.
Reader comments
It's rare for a girl to write about immortality. It's not brainless and it doesn't have a male protagonist. It's great.
It's rare for a girl to write about immortality. It's not brainless and it doesn't have a male protagonist. It's great.