Xian Xing, a healer, is gentle by nature and never turns anyone away.
His life was one of giving endlessly without ever receiving anything in return.
He personally trained three disciples,
from their first steps in cultivating spiritual energy all the way to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.
His eldest disciple joined another sect and refused to acknowledge him as his teacher;
his second disciple coldly left the sect and never returned to help, even when it was destroyed, casting him aside like something worthless;
his third disciple personally drugged him, took his Golden Core, and scattered his immortal essence.
When the sect was in crisis, the close friend he had always trusted turned on him without mercy, and every sect he thought he had helped refused to come to their aid.
He set fire to the flourishing valley he had spent years building, then walked into the flames himself.
Who could have guessed that when he opened his eyes again, he had been reborn?
The Flourishing Valley, once known for welcoming everyone, helping those in need, and offering free treatment, suddenly dismissed all its apprentices and turned away all visitors.
The trees grew tall and dense, mist shrouded the valley, and the great formation was activated. No one could enter easily anymore.
Xian Xing secluded himself for a hundred years, reached the peak of his cultivation, and stepped into the Spirit Division stage, just half a step from becoming a true immortal.
When the Flourishing Valley opened its doors again, anyone seeking treatment had to pay first with rare treasures of heaven and earth.
Disciples? Talented ones were hard to come by and worth holding on to, so of course he still accepted them.
First, they had to offer rare medicinal ingredients that were almost impossible to find anywhere under heaven.
Then they had to sign a spiritual contract, serving their master unconditionally for a hundred years before they could officially become his disciples.
After that, their instruction was up to fate. A master could show them the way, but cultivation was up to each individual.
When there is work to be done, disciples should do it.
Xian Xing kept his three disciples running around in circles,
and settled every score with the enemies from his past life.
I would sooner wrong the whole world than let the whole world wrong me again.
Theme: Giving endlessly and sacrificing yourself only moves you.
