There was a great sword used by the ancient gods and it was lost in the world. Every generation of sword holders was a prodigy, but one day a drunk woman dug it out of a mountain crevice.
That woman must also be a prodigy in cultivating immortals. She was promoted to the headmaster within just one day of entry...
(Although I don't know how to write novels at all, I can't resist the sudden interest. I just have fun by myself)
Purpose: live a good life
