The Road to Immortality Begins with Picking Up Ghosts

The link to my upcoming novel is in the comments. Please add it to your collection! The next book is Days at the Ark. * Slow-burn cultivation, monster battles, and leveling up, with Chinese-style cosmic horror elements. Not a power fantasy. * Also known as A Love Beyond Life and Death and Can You Marry a Ghost? The personalities, in short: a poker-faced ice queen versus a shy, unyielding ray of sunshine. Older woman/younger woman. * One-on-one romance, they only have each other. Liang Muci: All I want in this life is to farm a little and die when I turn forty. Running into a dead person in a graveyard is pretty reasonable, right? After all, she worked in the funeral business. That was what Liang Muci thought. But what about running into a ghost in a graveyard...? No, that was a little less reasonable. What? This ghost wanted her to cultivate immortality? Liang Muci was still thinking about her fields and her ox. Hesitantly, she said, “Not everyone can cultivate immortality, can they?” The half-transparent ghost before her confidently patted her chest. “How will you know if you don't try?” Shen Wenjun watched nervously as Liang Muci slowly placed her hand on the Immortal-Touching Stone. If only, if only it would glow just a little... The stone didn't budge. Liang Muci touched it again, giving it a good scrub. The stone still didn't budge. Liang Muci silently withdrew her hand. “It's not as if the Three Great Temples are the only options in the world. Our Little Bamboo Sect will do just fine! Why not consider us?” A person wearing a robe from some sect or other came over with a beaming smile and spoke to Liang Muci. “My spiritual power is weak.” “Oh, that's no problem,” the person said. “As long as...” “As long as what?” Liang Muci raised an eyebrow. “As long as you pay fifty taels of silver, we'll take you in...” Before the person could finish, Liang Muci turned and walked away. The person behind her chased after her, calling out, “Don't go! We can give you a discount!” The ghost lady, invisible to everyone but her, was still circling around her ear. “Just give it a try, just give it a try... It won't cost that much...” Liang Muci's eyes widened in alarm. Not that much? She'd never seen that much money in her entire life! What kind of world was this? First she ran into a ghost, and now she was being swindled. She wasn't cultivating immortality after all! *Please note: 1. This is a cultivation-fantasy world entirely populated by women. Because it includes cosmic horror elements, it also features cosmicism and indescribable horrors! Please be aware. There is also reproduction between women. 2. The worldbuilding may be quite extensive. This is a long novel, not a power-fantasy leveling story, and its style is very different from my previous book. 3. I welcome criticism and am always learning, but please don't insult me directly in the comments. It affects other readers' experience. 4. My next upcoming novel: Days at the Ark * First person, written as a fictional autobiography. * Post-apocalyptic setting. * The story of my life. The pairings are not exclusive. Dedicated to Alveta When she first came in, I nearly laughed out loud. Her eyes were like those of a wary calico cat, while I was a gray wolf. In fact, I had to crane my neck to see her nose, high and straight as Frank's. You ask who Frank is? Oh, I forgot to mention. Frank is a rock I keep. It has six sharp edges and looks like the stars drawn in books. An all-women world is still the default. Theme: Struggle onward