My Master Always Says He's an Immortal

She was originally an energy being from beyond the Three Realms, born by absorbing the lingering thoughts of the gods, yet she had always believed herself to be a pear tree spirit. He was an ancient constellation, but somehow his red thread of fate had been tied to the wrong person. In their previous life, all she remembered was a sky full of red. It was supposed to be their wedding night. She gazed steadily at him, her long hair flowing, at once a demon and an immortal: "Go..." In the end, she was the one who left, leaving him in his old blue robes, and leaving behind a damaged pear seed.

And now, the gossip break

In this life, she is the pear tree spirit he raised from childhood, and he is the person she calls Master. There is a legend at Qiong Mountain's immortal sect: You can provoke the honored master, but never provoke Fairy A Li!

Some tree: "Get lost! Why are you always clinging to me?"

Some god, looking pitiful: "You were the one who bumped into me first. You can't blame me."

The tree angrily rubs its branches together, making a rustling sound.

(Little fairies, feel free to skip the prologue!)