The Vine Immortal’s Chronicle

A mortal’s life lasts a generation, while plants live but a single autumn. She thought she could happily live out her quiet little life, never expecting to shoulder the heavy responsibility of restoring her clan.

Her spiritual root aptitude is extraordinarily high, making her a rare genius by all accounts. But with thunder, water, and wood roots that could electrocute her to death, how is she supposed to shoulder the responsibility the Great Dao has bestowed upon her?