The first thing a Taoist monk did when he ascended to immortality was to divorce me in front of everyone.
He said: "The affection is over."
I laughed, shattered the Dao Deed with my backhand, and flew up three days later - still using the most difficult ruthless Dao.
Sixty years later, I received an invitation to his Immortal Couple Ceremony.
His new Taoist companion blushed and accepted my special "couples only" gift.
His sworn apprentice became my loyal drinking buddy, complaining live every day about her master's blindness.
The ancestor of his school planted a tracking curse on me, calling me the inner demon that harmed his path.
It wasn't until the ceremony that he regretted his marriage in public and pointed at me: \\\\\\\"She is my inner demon!\\\\\\\"
Under the overwhelming pressure, I sighed:
"Forget it, stop pretending."
Now, the man who once told me to get lost is hanging in the air and being struck by lightning.
And I just want to ask:
Who else wants to stop me from farming?
Intention: Ascension is not the end, it is a mirror looking into the demon. The real way is not in the nine heavens, but in how you treat the person on the way.