The Bandit Girl's Dream Comes True

One was a bandit woman, born free and untethered. The other was a mighty cultivator from the world of immortal cultivation. The two had nothing to do with each other, yet an unforeseen tribulation brought them together. Their recognition signal: a plum blossom birthmark. Her: Cultivation? Is it fun? Is it tasty? Is it tiring? Is it hard? Him: The tribulation? Is it her? Could it really be her? It really is her, isn't it? Is it definitely, definitely her? One day, ink and brush painted a beauty: her black hair lightly pinned up, her features lovely. Yet she was nowhere to be found. My daughter has grown up, and she seems so familiar. The plum blossoms play tricks on me; I search and search, racking my brains. The plum blossoms have bloomed, and the door has opened. Who will admire them with me? The immortal path stretches endlessly. Where should I search for her traces? Rain, snow, wind, frost, mist, clouds: which one could it be? A scatterbrained, penny-pinching heroine who always misses the point VS a prickly but secretly softhearted, vengeful hero who fiercely protects his own Happy ending, with sweet moments gradually delivered. Theme: