[No Romance, Xianxia] [Cultivating Immortality on One Bar of Signal]
Changsheng, the original Daughter of Destiny, had a wish as plain as her name: she didn't want to die.
That's right, she didn't want to die.
Even though an outsider from beyond the heavens had stolen her talent, her constitution, and even her family from the moment she was born, turning her from the Daughter of Destiny into a pitiful nobody, she still didn't want to die. Even when she was discarded like trash, she lived on stubbornly, like an inconspicuous blade of grass.
But there were some people who kept wanting Changsheng dead.
Why should they get to decide? This was her fate, her life, and she would decide for herself. She was going to live a long, long time, and outlive them all! She would point her sword at the heavens and destroy the culprit who had stolen her fate!
Her name was Changsheng. Through endless ages, all that remained was Changsheng.
After the cultivators had been beaten to a pulp, they stared in terror at the motionless figure, devoid of any aura.
"Is she still alive?"
"Probably... not?"
But after everyone left, Changsheng got up from the ground, brushed the dust off herself, and came back to life again! By the looks of it, she could keep going, too. What do you call that? Sure, my health is critically low and I look like I could drop dead any second, but I've still got health left!
