Everyone Is Acting in the Ruthless World of Immortality

My name is Li Ping, and I am an exchange student between two worlds. Originally, I just wanted to cultivate immortality, serve my country, and lie down peacefully. Later I discovered a secret: the higher the cultivation level, the less emotion. The monks who seek the realm are all playing the role of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, including my master and senior brother. They are very nice to me. But are those good things sincere or just staged? What's even scarier is that I find myself forgetting someone. Someone who should not be forgotten. Until that day, the sect was massacred. I realized that some revenge is not something I don't want to avenge, but I have to avenge it.