You Little Monster, Let Go of My Son

Long, long ago, a male immortal crane mistook a plump, lustrous black obsidian bead for an elixir and swallowed it. Much later, the crane became pregnant. After carrying the child for ten months, it gave birth, only to find that its child was none other than the obsidian bead itself. The bead had spent ten months in the crane’s belly snatching its immortal energy. It already had a divine root, and after stealing all that energy, it became an immortal in the highest ranks. Becoming such an immortal was all well and good, but she hadn’t cultivated her way up step by step. She had leapt straight from an ordinary stone. Little did she know that all her trials would come crashing down at once...