Whether immortals existed had never crossed Ji Fenghe's mind. There was no point thinking about it, after all. She was so poor she had to survive on the family's single mu of land. Every day she got to see the sun rise again, she was happy enough to take a few extra breaths, feeling like she'd gotten a huge bargain from Heaven.
She had planned to live a quiet life for another forty or fifty years, save enough for a coffin, and have one good meal before she went. Then she could say she hadn't wasted her life. But plans never keep up with change. The annoying old man at home, nearly eighty and still going strong, suddenly went mad and insisted on leaving the village where he'd spent his whole life.
There were only the two of them at home. Remembering that he had found her and raised her, she had no choice but to sell everything they owned. With the pitiful little bit of silver in her pocket and an old man who was completely useless apart from his incessant chatter, she set off toward the rumored world of immortal cultivation.
[Things to know before reading:
This story will be very, very long.]
Theme: Even ordinary people can have big dreams
