Living Is All About Ascending to Immortality

Yu Ning is the only daughter of a family of herb farmers. She likes to wear her hair in two little braids, and has bright black eyes and a fair, round face. Everyone who sees her adores her.

When she was six, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind and began telling her stories.

The voice said its name was System.

It said, "Ningning, keep an eye on that little beggar your family took in. He's Long Aotian, a boy destined for greatness! In half a month, a nearby immortal sect will take him in to cultivate!"

It said, "Ningning, you have to cultivate too. Cultivation is so much fun! If you won't do it, I'll kowtow to you. Please, you have to cultivate!"

It said, "Waaah! I bound myself to the wrong Host! I have to follow Long Aotian, or I'm done for! Waaah!"

Yu Ning thought about it, then picked up her candied hawthorn and scampered over to the little beggar.

The little beggar was only seven, but he was much thinner than Yu Ning. He pressed his lips together, his dark eyes unable to resist sneaking a glance at the porcelain doll before him.

Yu Ning asked, "Is your surname Long?"

The little beggar: "?"

System: "!!!!"

Little doll, don't go spilling everything to him!

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When cultivators from Biyun Sect came down the mountain to collect herbs, they found a promising young man with excellent spiritual roots.

The senior sister in charge glanced at the little girl standing beside the boy. Yu Ning proudly patted her little chest. "What about me?"

With her round little head, she looked like a lucky doll.

The senior sister took a liking to her and examined her bones. "You're not bad either. Come with us."

At that, the boy took Yu Ning's little hand.

No one could have imagined what would happen after that.

One day, years later, the two of them would stand in the heavens once more.

Yu Ning cheerfully tugged at the man's sleeve and waved her little hand.

"Come on, let's ascend!"

A farming-style cultivation story, focused on daily life.

The heroine grows up little by little, from a tiny child.

2024.1.6

Theme: Persevere, and you will surely triumph.