Mortal: Cultivation of Immortality Starts from a Basin

On a night of heavy lightning and rain, Wu Tianling was awakened by a flash of lightning, and a cold wind blew into his rental house. "Hey~ My shoes on the balcony~" A bolt of lightning struck Wu Tianling's Tianling cover directly from the sky. Wu Tianling's consciousness suddenly blurred with a scream of "Ah~", followed by the vague sound of sirens and the beeping sound of the electrocardiogram in the intensive care unit. "Am I... Dead?" At this time, Wu Tianling saw a small earthen basin made of clay appearing in front of Wu Tianling. "This is..." Wu Tianling subconsciously touched it with his hand.