Jiang Zhilu had always heard people say you shouldn't pick up men on the roadside.
But when she saw Shen Yuan covered in blood, she couldn't help dragging him home.
There was no other reason: he was far too handsome.
What chance did a little farm girl like her have of ever seeing such a celestial beauty?
The man had forgotten his name and was half mute. He couldn't say more than a couple of words to her a day. Fortunately, he was strong enough to carry dozens of pounds of firewood for her every day, so Jiang Zhilu reluctantly took him in.
Later, the man decided to repay Jiang Zhilu for saving his life by offering himself to her.
Aside from how clingy he was at night, they lived together quite harmoniously.
Until one day, a group of people barged into their wooden house and insisted that the man was an Immortal Venerable cultivating the Heartless Dao. They demanded he kill his wife to prove his Dao.
Jiang Zhilu was so shocked that she dropped the bowl in her hands.
"Kill someone? Are you demonic cultivators or what?"
The man shielded Jiang Zhilu and was driven into a desperate corner. At last, he gave her a deep look and stabbed himself through the chest with his sword.
He had decided to prove his Dao by killing himself.
The man was taken away, leaving behind only a divorce letter.
Jiang Zhilu refused to believe that her husband, who had loved her so much, would willingly divorce her. So she walked thousands of miles and climbed Ta Lang Sect's mountain.
But when they met again, he had become the lofty Immortal Venerable Shen, cold and indifferent, not sparing her even a glance.
His memories had returned, and he was no longer the man who had been willing to brew wine with her beneath the trees.
Jiang Zhilu was turned away for seven straight days, but she also spent seven days exploring Ta Lang Sect.
A country girl in the city, Jiang Zhilu soon found herself dazzled.
Carved railings and jade steps: for the first time, Jiang Zhilu learned that such a fairyland existed, and that Shen Yuan was not the only person as beautiful as an immortal.
Jiang Zhilu saw the junior sister of Ta Lang Sect send a fickle scumbag flying with a single sword strike. She also saw a fairy from the Hehuan Sect with a different Dao companion by her side every day for seven days straight.
Jiang Zhilu thought she wanted to cultivate immortality, too. She wanted to become stronger.
As long as I switch Dao companions fast enough, heartbreak will never catch up to me.
Jiang Zhilu has just returned to her little courtyard after visiting the lantern festival with her senior brother. She is wondering whether to go out tomorrow with a senior brother from the Beast Taming Sect or a junior brother who practices medicine.
Then she sees the uninvited guest in her courtyard: her ex-husband, staring at her with reddened eyes.
Theme: Becoming stronger means gaining more
