On the third day after the master's death, the creditor went to the mountain to tear down Jiang Zhaoxue's mountain gate.
A debt of 4,300 spiritual stones, two acres of half-dead spiritual land, three disciples who had not learned how to wield a sword, and a lame spiritual beast - this was all the wealth left to her by the master.
Everyone advised her to break up the sect.
Jiang Zhaoxue picked up her abacus and decided to get through this month first.
She cultivated spiritual fields, sold spiritual medicines, raised spiritual animals, opened a shop, and recruited disciples, and she raised up a broken mountain gate that everyone despised little by little.
Until one day, she saw a sentence on the last page of the old account book left by her master:
"If I die, don't let anyone enter the back mountain."
Only then did Jiang Zhaoxue discover——
What she desperately wanted to hold on to was never just a poor mountain.
And those high-altitude immortal sects seem to have been waiting for the mountain to come back to life.
Intention: Hold on to your choice in the face of adversity, and walk your own path in the midst of fireworks.