I Won't Knock on the Immortal's Gate

[No knocking on the immortal gate, no asking for eternal life, only searching for the way home.]

Even after all these years, whenever cultivators across the Nine Realms mention the name of Immortal Lord Tianheng, they can't help but sigh:

“Immortal Lord Tianheng was a renowned genius in the Nine Realms Immortal Realm. His talent and insight were far beyond the ordinary. At a young age, he had already reached the pinnacle of Tribulation Breaking. He was a cultivator whom the three sects of Lihuan Sea had poured countless rare treasures into cultivating. Who could have guessed he would ultimately be ruined by a woman? What a shame, what a pity, how tragic, how lamentable.”

Even now, the three sects of Lihuan Sea keep that old story shrouded in secrecy and refuse to discuss it.

As all cultivators know, Tianheng had extraordinary talent and peerless insight. Cultivated jointly by the three sects of Lihuan Sea, he broke through the tribulation in a mere eight hundred years, with only ascension to immortality left to him.

Who could have imagined that the Immortal Lord, who knew nothing but the path of cultivation, would meet a heartless female rogue immortal? Not only did he abandon his secluded cultivation for her, he also left his sect and traveled far to the Southern Border... He gave her everything and did countless unbelievable things for her, only to discover in the end that it had all been a lie.

Later, the female rogue immortal gouged out his eyes, tore out his heart, stripped away his immortal bones, stole his cultivation, and pushed him into the Abyss of the Severed Dragon, leaving him to perish with his soul scattered and no chance of reincarnation...

After Tianheng was gone, the female rogue immortal established a residence and founded a sect in the Southern Border, calling herself Lord Changying.

Years passed in a flash. Eighteen years later, she took a male disciple.

“Master, why did you choose me as your disciple?” he asked.

“Because there's a birthmark shaped like a three-petaled cherry on your left buttock, just like someone I once knew,” Lord Changying replied casually, still bleary-eyed with sleep.

“Master, how did you see that...” Her disciple frowned.

“Disciple, it's not what you think. Let me explain...”

“Master, if you ran into Immortal Lord Tianheng again right now, what would you do?” After hearing the story of her past with Immortal Lord Tianheng, her disciple asked her.

She replied with just one word: “Run!”

Theme: Socialism is good. Work hard.