A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: My Fortuity Is Perseverance

After three hundred years of solitary cultivation, she was finally about to face her ultimate trial. If she could survive these nine days of tribulation, she would ascend to the Upper Realm. But the Heavenly Dao seemed intent on testing her: the final three bolts of tribulation lightning were far more powerful than the records described, nearly reducing her body and soul to ashes. As her consciousness faded, she seemed to see the figure who had once made her steadfast Dao heart waver. She smiled bitterly to herself: I never thought the vision I saw before dying would be him. But in the next instant, a real, warm embrace caught her falling body. “Three hundred years,” sighed the person she thought she had missed forever. “I’ve finally caught up with you.”