Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Ping'an County.

As the ascension ceremony came to its final chapter, the rosy glow of the heavens and earth dissipated.

In front of the pawnshop, Mu An withdrew his gaze from the sky and instead glanced at the peasant woman who was still kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly to the gods.

"May the Goddess of Mystery protect me... May the Goddess of Mystery protect me..."

The ascension ceremony lasted for a full hour, and the peasant woman knelt for the entire hour.

The miracle did not warm up the weather, nor did the heavy snow on the streets melt away because of the sunset.

In this freezing cold season, the peasant woman knelt on the snow-covered ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Purple cheeks, frostbitten hands, bloodshot veins on the head, and barely audible murmurs...

Looking at the peasant woman, whose body was swaying precariously and who could lose her life at any moment, Mu An suddenly thought of something.

What is it that drives an ordinary person with no cultivation to persist like this?

Is it because of weakness and powerlessness that we pray to the gods?

Or is it because there's nothing I can do, so I can only place all my hopes on a slim possibility?

Taking the Dark Feather Guard's jade pendant to the pawnshop was probably the last glimmer of hope the peasant woman found in her despair.

This glimmer of hope did not receive the response the farmer woman desired.

Therefore, when miracles occurred in the world, the peasant woman placed all her hopes on the ethereal gods.

Mu An didn't feel much sympathy for the peasant woman. Most ordinary people are like that, going with the flow and having no control over their own lives.

In the face of the relentless torrent of fate, ordinary people are as insignificant as blades of grass.

Even if you shout "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens" a hundred or a thousand times, and have a lot of resentment and injustice in your heart.

When the tide rolls on, ordinary people will still be swept up in it without mercy.

Everyone aspires to be extraordinary, but the vast majority of people in the world walk the ordinary path.

Or perhaps, no one really cares what fate awaits you.

Just as people don't care about the fate of an ant on the roadside, gods don't care about what a mortal goes through.

In the end, it's nothing more than a topic of conversation among others.

"So-and-so died a few days ago."

"Oh, how pitiful, how could he have died?"

Before long, even these words were washed away by the torrent of time, leaving no trace.

……

Although Mu An did not know what kind of experiences the peasant woman had, he knew that the fate of ordinary people like the peasant woman was predetermined, and whether it was a tragedy or a joy was the result of the intertwining of fate lines.

This is the life that Heaven and Earth have ordained for him; without any external intervention, everything was already predetermined.

Mu An didn't have many thoughts about the fate of the world; he was just thinking.

If Mu Ling'er were here, what would she do?

Should we respond to the believers' prayers, or close our eyes and choose to turn a blind eye?

The answer is obvious.

His little guy's favorite thing to do is change other people's destinies and guide more people towards a better future.

It could be adjusting the laws of Qishan Road, establishing relevant institutions, or providing more money...

Perhaps they are orphans who have lost their parents, perhaps they are lonely elderly people, perhaps they are vendors who are working hard in the summer heat...

This has been the case for over two hundred years.

Mu Ling'er always enjoyed doing things like this.

Start small when you're young, and grow big when you're old.

Despite doing this for so long and helping countless people, Mu Ling'er has never grown tired of it.

On this joyous day of ascending to godhood, Mu An felt that Mu Ling'er certainly didn't want anything unlucky to happen.

Thinking about all this, Mu An lowered his eyes and looked at the peasant woman who was still kneeling on the ground.

"The deal is done. The jade pendant will be used as a bargaining chip in exchange for the life of the person you wish to save."

As if grasping at the last straw, the peasant woman suddenly raised her head the moment Mu An finished speaking, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Mu An.

"My lord! What did you say? You can really save my son, Xiao Zhi..."

The peasant woman's voice was hoarse and sharp, filled with unprecedented excitement, and even her words trembled.

The peasant woman, who was kneeling on the ground, tried to get up, but because she had been kneeling for too long, she fell to the ground again the moment she stood up.

Having knelt for so long in the cold winter, the peasant woman's knees were already bruised and purple.

Thin clothes are simply not enough to keep out the harsh winter outside.

While battling the cold, the repeated kowtowing had exhausted all the strength of the peasant woman.

So much so that she fell to the ground, stumbling and trying to get up, but could only fall again and again, until her vision went black and her head bled.

They placed all their hopes in the gods, only to end up like this.

It's foolish and ridiculous, yet somehow it's impossible to laugh at it.

Seeing this, Mu An, who had no intention of moving again, stepped forward and helped the peasant woman up.

Amidst the peasant woman's profuse thanks, he gestured for her to sit down, then took some spiritual tea and brewed it with spiritual liquid, creating a pot of spiritual tea that could repair the body.

The peasant woman, her mind still foggy, didn't know what Mu An had done; she only knew that she had vaguely heard such a sound.

"Drink this cup of tea."

The peasant woman was puzzled, but she was extremely thirsty and on the verge of fainting at any moment.

When the warm tea was placed in front of her, instinct compelled the peasant woman to gulp it down.

A warm, sweet taste blossomed in her throat, and a gentle, water-like spiritual energy flowed into her stomach through the tea, nourishing the peasant woman's body.

The darkness before my eyes vanished, replaced by waves of clarity. My knees, which had been numb with pain, began to tingle with a tingling sensation, and the wounds on my body began to heal at a visible speed.

Even if the peasant woman was foolish and ignorant, this miraculous scene made her realize just how great the pawnshop owner was.

The peasant woman, realizing what was happening, immediately knelt down and bowed repeatedly to Mu An, praying for divine protection.

Mu An ignored her, but took out a gourd and poured some spiritual tea into it.

After doing all this, he looked at the peasant woman who was kneeling on the ground once again and spoke.

"Do you have any objections to exchanging the Jade Token for this gourd of spiritual tea?"

The peasant woman on the ground hurriedly shook her head and kept answering.

"No objections! No objections! We'll follow the gods' orders..."

Seeing this, Mu An nodded slightly and handed the gourd to the peasant woman kneeling on the ground.

"The deal is done; you may leave now."

When the gourd, a symbol of hope, was handed to her, the peasant woman's eyes lit up with an unprecedented radiance.

She stretched out her hands and hugged the gourd tightly to her chest, as if she were holding not an object, but her own life.

Under Mu An's watchful gaze, the excited peasant woman bowed again, then suddenly rushed up and dashed out the door.

Just as she was about to rush out of the shop, the peasant woman seemed to remember something and turned around to give Mu An a deep bow.

"My lord, my child is critically ill and time is of the essence. Please allow me to repay your kindness today in the future."

After saying that, the peasant woman, overwhelmed with excitement, rushed out of the house and ran through the snow-covered streets.

As she ran, she held the gourd in her arms, and her free hand would occasionally touch the mouth of the gourd.

again and again.

Each time, the gourd lid had to be tightened even more, for fear of leaking even a little bit.

……

Inside the room, Mu An shook his head and then picked up the Kaiyang Envoy jade pendant from the table.

Looking at the empty cabinet behind him, a smile appeared on his face as he placed the jade pendant in the upper left corner of the cabinet.

Today is indeed a joyous and auspicious day!