A Chance Immortal Encounter

When a pie falls from the sky right into your mouth, you can neither swallow it nor spit it out, and it's painfully stuck.

When a mountain of gold drops right in front of you, you can neither take it away nor bear to leave it behind, and you're caught in a dilemma.

When a heavenly opportunity to become an immortal lands on your head, you can neither make use of it nor shake it off, leaving you caught between ecstasy and despair.

He Sусу was careless for a moment, and a leaf falling from a tree cracked her head open. Afterward, her soul unexpectedly transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

With nothing to her name, He Susu had no choice but to run all over the place just to survive. Guided by the belief that “there’s no such thing as useless junk, only resources put to the wrong use,” she picked up and recycled things other people didn’t want:

Heavenly opportunities, cultivation techniques: I’ll pick them up, I’ll pick them up;

Pills, magical treasures: I’ll pick them up, I’ll pick them up;

Dao companions, enemies: I… I didn’t see those. Whoever wants them can pick them up.

Relying on this pick, pick, pick approach, He Susu finally…