Born with a special constitution and the ability to see spirits, Ji Xuan has always kept a low profile and focused on working. Her dream is to save up enough to buy a house, but trouble never seems to leave her alone.
She asks the City God for help.
City God: "It's a small problem. Just sign this employment contract and help us meet our targets, and everything can be arranged!"
Ji Xuan hesitates.
City God: "Don't worry, it's an easy job! Sign up and we'll throw in a huge mansion!"
Ji Xuan: "There's really a deal this good? Sign me up!"
The newly appointed Soul Reaper Ji Xuan officially takes up her post and gets her first assignment... Wait! Why is it Grandma?!
In the underworld, Ji Xuan and her grandmother stare at each other.
Ji Xuan: "I was wrong. I'll go resign right now..."
Then she finds out... What? A five-hundred-year contract! To cancel it, she has to earn a certificate of eligibility for immortal status.
Ji Xuan refuses to believe she's going to work for the underworld for five hundred years. Even a turtle can become a spirit after five hundred years! Is she really incapable of cultivating immortality? She'll do it!
From then on, Ji Xuan leads the life of a workaholic: working for capitalists by day, working for the underworld by night, and studying the arts of immortality in her spare time.
But the road to retirement isn't smooth... As she gets more deeply involved in the underworld's work, all kinds of people, ghosts, immortals, and gods enter Ji Xuan's life...
Ji Xuan: "Why does every one of these people keep getting in the way of my cultivation?!"
Le Zheng Tang notices that her childhood friend Ji Xuan is acting a little strange. Her dark circles get worse every day, she often talks to herself, and she keeps making odd movements...
Le Zheng Tang: "Xiao Xuan, don't push yourself too hard. You can't let your health fall apart!"
She starts asking her colleagues in psychiatry about the symptoms of mental illness.
Ji Xuan: "...Don't get in the way of my cultivation!"
Theme: Though I have seen the vastness of the world, I still cherish each blade of grass.
