Slaying Immortals: A Ten-Thousand-Mile Journey to Immortality

The mountain village youth Mo Ming glared at the heavens. "The immortals spend every day looking down from on high. Do they know the suffering of the people below? Have they ever done anything to improve their lives?"

The reply came: "Mortals and immortals are different. Do not ask further."

Mo Ming said, "If that's the case, what's the point of immortals? If I ever meet one, I'll kill them!"