A Second-Generation Immortal's Guide to Wooing Her Husband

Do you think being the child of an immortal means you don't have to cultivate? Wrong! You not only have to cultivate, you have to start all over again! Do you think being the child of an immortal means you can do whatever you want? Wrong again! If you can't win, you have to run! Even if you can win... you might still have to run! Do you think being the child of an immortal means you can have all the handsome men in the world? Absolutely wrong! If you want an amazing husband, you'll have to figure out how to win him over yourself! Do you think it's easy for the child of an immortal to pursue a man? Do you think being the child of an immortal means you know everything? Do you think being the child of an immortal means someone will always save you when you're in danger? Obviously! Otherwise, what would be the point of being the child of an immortal? Did the Howling Celestial Dog eat all those advantages? This is my first attempt at a cultivation story. A friendly warning: the golden finger in this story is... ridiculously overpowered. If you feel any discomfort while reading, close your eyes or turn off your screen. If you're an environmentalist, please just pull the circuit breaker! Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.