A Lone Cultivator

Cun Murong and her worst enemy, Gou Sheng, were chosen by immortals to ascend the path to immortality.

Little A Hui was indignant. That guy couldn't even play with mud as well as she could!

So she packed her things and decided to cultivate immortality too.

She followed the crowd up the immortal mountain. A lofty immortal asked her name and surname.

Little A Hui thought it over.

The grandma who had taken her in used to call her A Hui. Grandma said her son, who had left his studies to join the army, was educated and would give her a proper name when he came back.

Unfortunately, Grandma's son never returned, so she had no name.

The immortal scoffed.

Little A Hui had gone to school and knew that was called contempt.

She'd had enough. She slung her bag over her shoulder and stomped down the mountain, deciding to cultivate immortality on her own.

She left too quickly to know that after she was gone, the spirit-testing stone she had left behind burst into radiance that rivaled the sun. Every Dao Lord in Yongzhou was alarmed, and even elders who had been in seclusion for a hundred years came out. They searched the entire immortal mountain for a little girl with no name, no family, and no sect.

After leaving, little A Hui decided to choose a good name for herself.

She took Grandma's surname and spent ages thinking before writing down the three characters Jun Huilian.

Then she heard that every immortal of importance had a Daoist title. Little A Hui, who had grand ambitions, came up with one too:

Grandma said she wasn't an unwanted orphan, but a treasure born of heaven and earth, sharing a mother with Sun the Great Sage from the storybooks. So she'd call herself Tianyan.

And that was how a ten-year-old little A Hui carved the name that would echo through the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years into the dirt with a branch.

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