Witnessing the Fall of Immortals

I'm a university student, and I'm lost. Everyone here calls me Young Master Ji and advises me to accept my grief and move on.

Before I could even react, the county magistrate's daughter, who had been chosen to enter an Immortal Sect, came to break off our engagement. Heh, what an interesting start.

I began to understand this strange world. I saw the flourishing Immortal Dao and prosperous dynasties, yet beneath it all, thousands starved and people struggled to survive.

These cultivators devoured the people's wealth, drained the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and then, with a hearty laugh, ascended to immortality. How were they any different from corrupt officials who absconded with stolen funds?

Initially, I truly didn't want to get involved in this conflict. I just secretly did what little I could.

When Ji You stood atop the mountains, watching the Immortal Dao collapse beneath the vast sky, he felt profoundly innocent.