According to legend, there once lived an immortal in Chihua Mountain hundreds of years ago. He was quite famous, but he was just an embroidered pillow. He only had a hundred thousand years of cultivation, but he unfortunately died when giving birth to a child in the underworld.
Back then, I was just a little enchantress growing up in Chihua Mountain. I had just cultivated the human form, and I was already poisoned by this old legend. I devoted myself to cultivation all day long, hoping that one day I could go to the Nine Heavens and have a look at what a real immortal looks like.
But at that time, I didn't know that there was no immortal outside the Nine Heavens; I didn't even know that I had been stripped of my immortal bones a long time ago. Even if I practiced for thousands of years, I would never have the chance to become an immortal.
The first volume has been completed
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