[Literary, Melancholy Synopsis]
Shennong tasted every herb, all to help the people of the world.
She was Shennong's daughter, yet endured every hardship imaginable. In life, she suffered countless wrongs. In death, was she left with endless hatred?
She transformed into a fierce beast and devoured countless people.
She wandered between the worlds of the living and the dead, unable to continue the song of longing.
She sang aloud, her sorrow echoing across a thousand mountains.
Do not grow obsessed with the mortal world. Once their suffering ends, countless ghosts await.
[Big Shot Synopsis]
Ming He: Master, my backer is ridiculously powerful. Stop grinding away at monsters and leveling up!
Master: I don't believe you.
Monsters: The Demon Emperor Night Lord isn't powerful enough for you? Even the gods of the Heavenly Realm have to give him a wide berth!
Ming He: What a bunch of weakling beggars. I get pushed around and looked down on. I'm done pretending!
Excellent writing. Keep it up! I'll read, you write!