Immortality
I Sell Wontons on Immortal Mountain
After wandering the mortal world for more than six hundred years, I hear that a once-in-a-century sword prodigy has appeared.
The young man has also found a dragon that sounds remarkably like the one I lost long ago.
Cultivators from across the realm flock to the mountain, some to seek the dragon and the Dao, others to kill and seize treasure.
I am different.
After a long, dusty journey to the Sword Sect, all I want is to set up a little stall at the foot of the mountain and sell wontons.
