I Have a Dream Fairy

She is the pseudo-spiritual root of a good-for-nothing and a scumbag, and she has traveled to a world where there are more immortal cultivators than mortals. A mushroom cloud soared in the east, and I didn't know which immortal master was trying to overcome the tribulation. There was another flash of lightning and thunder in the west, and I didn't know which Taoist friend was praying for rain. In this prosperous age of cultivating immortals when thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge and millions of troops crossed the river, didn't my mere five spiritual roots serve as the denominator for the ratio of becoming immortals? It's really too late to go home and farm and raise pigs now! The pig said: "Have you ever cared about other people's feelings? I am a descendant of the ancient mythical beast Dream Tapir! You actually think of me as a dirty, smelly, low-grade pig that only knows how to eat and drink. I am really angry! I must have a dream about you tonight! Huh!"