The thing I regret most in my life is meeting him.
If I had never met him, he would still be a god that everyone looks up to, a legend that mortals and immortals never meet... And I would still be me.
However, it originates, but then it perishes.
I'm just a little fox, living in the fairy forest and being as happy as I want. The biggest wish is to continue living happily after becoming an immortal. But I am diligent in having fun and lazy in cultivation. A hundred years of cultivation has allowed me to practice for nearly a thousand years.
But this does not affect my status. The "notorious" me was finally captured by the fox clan immortal and sent to heaven to accept punishment...
The story with him begins from here...