Weak Mortals in the High-Risk World of Cultivating Immortals

Xu Fuyue traveled through the book and into a fairy novel that she had only read two chapters. She knew nothing about the plot except who the male and female protagonists were. However, she is still a mortal with no roots and no fingers to touch the spring water. As we all know, the world of immortality is a high-risk world. Without cultivation, death is not far away. And she has no spiritual roots, which makes it even worse. Just when she thought she was going to be a waste in her life, she suddenly awakened to a system called Qi Luck God. As long as she had close contact with the child of Qi Luck, she could improve her cultivation. With the wool that is not plucked, she is not plucked. When the male and female protagonists appear, she directly relies on them. "The Immortal is so powerful." "Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life." "Chief Immortal, can I follow you?" She always looked at him with those clear and adoring eyes. At first, Gu Xuefeng ignored this mortal who was so weak that she could strangle him with one hand, until one day she abandoned him and ran towards a cliff in order to find someone who would definitely die. At that moment, he just felt stupid. "Do you know what you're doing? You're dying." But she replied, "You are an immortal. In your eyes, mortals are just like ants on the ground, as humble as ants. But in my eyes, he is a human being, a living person, and a partner who has been with me all the way to now. No matter what, I will not leave him behind." Maybe her behavior was stupid, maybe she would die, but as a person who grew up under the national flag, she could not ignore life. She only wanted to have a clear conscience. Later, he watched her go through all kinds of hardships and hang on by a thread, but finally rescued the man. With a bright smile on his embarrassed face, he said, "Look, he's not dead." At that time, he was thinking that mortals are really strange, pitifully weak, but sometimes they feel that they are not necessarily useless. * From Luo Yuanju's perspective, he had never made a firm choice in his life. He was abandoned by his relatives and drifted around. Even if he later embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, he lived a life of narrow escapes. After being reborn, he returned to the time when he was abandoned by the two immortals. He didn't understand the meaning of starting over again. It wasn't until the weak girl stretched out her hand to him on the cliff that he realized that it was not that he had not been firmly chosen, it was just that in the previous life, he had not been able to wait for her to come. At that moment, for the first time, he looked into the face in front of him that he had never seriously looked at before. The weakness became cute, and the fragility became pity. Maybe he found the meaning of his rebirth, and that was her. Later, he sat in the supreme position of the devil. Everyone hated him to the core and wanted to kill him, but she was the only one who would stand beside him and tell him, "Kill the people who deserve to be killed and save the people who deserve to be saved. As long as you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, you are not wrong." Yes, she is kind, but she is not stupid. She is the only one who is different in this world. Where Xu Fuyue couldn't see, the demon king who was feared by the world stared at her with sticky eyes, just wanting to devour her. It's a pity that I can't scare her. Flowers should be kept well in the greenhouse, and no one else could get their hands on them. He looked at the so-called immortal with murderous intent in his eyes. A look came back as well, refusing to give an inch. Motto: Everyone deserves to be loved