Standing Too High Sometimes Makes You Forget What Lies Beneath Your Feet

[Year 5]

That day, a clear sword cry suddenly rang out from the heavens.

You were squatting at the alley entrance, playing with mud. Hearing it, you looked up and saw a streak of Sword Light cutting across the sky.

A white-robed cultivator stood upon it, his robes fluttering in the wind, exactly like the Immortals from the storyteller's tales.

"An Immortal has come!"

You tossed aside the mud in your hands and ran after that streak of Sword Light.

You darted through the alley, knocked over a bamboo basket, and raced across three entire streets without stopping. Only when your foot slipped and you tumbled headfirst into a muddy ditch did you finally stop.

The cultivator never once looked down.

The Sword Light quickly vanished into the depths of the clouds, yet you remained sprawled in the mud, staring skyward for a long time.

After returning home, you did not even bother washing off the mud covering your body. You snapped off a tree branch, climbed onto the water vat in the courtyard, and imitated the cultivator by standing with your hands behind your back.

"When I become an Immortal someday, I'll definitely go up and see the heavens!"

Qin Wangchuan's lips twitched slightly when he saw this.

"You can't even stand steadily, yet you're already dreaming of going to heaven."

"Your ambition is certainly not small."

You spoke boldly, but the rim of the water vat was narrow and slippery. Standing atop it, your legs were already trembling faintly beyond your control.

A little girl with twin buns was lying atop the wall, watching the entire scene clearly. She immediately laughed so hard she could not straighten her back.

"Going to heaven, huh?"

"Chen Gou'er, don't tell me you won't even dare climb down from the water vat