Tang Li never dreamed that he had actually “soul-transmigrated”.

And into that kind of cultivation world full of “land-bound immortals” at that.

Even more absurd was that he had soul-transmigrated into a little girl!

Yes, after being a fine young man for over twenty years, he one day became the opposite sex in his own eyes.

And a very young one at that.

Did the start have to be this thrilling?

Being able to cultivate was certainly a good thing, but becoming a little girl was like thunderbolts striking down on him.

So soul transmigration could even change one’s gender.

At the outskirts of Nanyuan City, beside a lake shore with crystal-clear water.

Tang Li stared blankly at the pair of big beautiful eyes reflected on the lake surface.

It was the face of a little girl about eight or nine years old, with slightly messy hair and plain clothes, but her delicate features and a pair of clear, vivid eyes faintly revealed the potential of a budding beauty.

The only flaw was that the girl’s body looked very thin and frail, and she wasn’t tall either; although she was already ten, she looked quite a bit younger than her real age.

Tang Li stared at the reflection in the lake in a daze for a while. After a long time, she couldn’t help but sigh.

Transmigration comes with risks; one careless move, and the big dragon turns into a dragon pit.

But thinking carefully, it was still within reason.

After all, who stipulated that soul transmigration had to be into the same gender? According to the probability of reincarnation, there’s a fifty percent chance of change.

And he happened to be that “changed” half.

In his previous life, Tang Li was an orphan who grew up in an official orphanage on Earth. After reaching adulthood, he and three close friends—an older brother, an older sister, and a younger sister—left that “home” where they had lived for over ten years together.

Entering society, Tang Li became an IT worker at an internet company in a coastal city, colloquially known as a code farmer.

Although his monthly salary reached over ten thousand, in Sea City where housing was expensive and the cost of living high, without a permanent residence, he still lived a drifting life.

Fortunately, Tang Li was open-minded by nature and knew how to be content.

Even if he often had to endure 996 oppression from his superiors, that was just life.

Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to swallow; it has always been so since ancient times.

Luckily, after bitterness comes sweetness; at the age of twenty-six, the four siblings finally saved enough money to jointly buy a house of over 120 square meters in the suburbs.

With a bit of renovation, they divided it into four compact rooms, just one for each of the four.

Although it was still hard to cope with the increasingly demanding matters of marriage and settling down, they at last had a tiny foothold in the big city.

Roads are walked step by step, and meals are eaten bite by bite. Besides, the four were close, and had long agreed that if by thirty they still didn’t have partners, they’d just settle among themselves.

Fortunately, they were two men and two women, all decent-looking, with suitable ages, just right to form two families.

At that time, even after getting marriage certificates, they could still live together.

What a bright and cheerful thing!

Unfortunately, before this dream could come true, Tang Li soul-transmigrated.

To be precise, it was actually rebirth.

Tang Li awakened her memories a month ago. At that time, she was picking wild fruits in the mountains, but unfortunately encountered two cultivators fighting a great battle nearby. Hiding in the bushes and trembling, she was still unavoidably caught in the aftermath and fainted on the spot.

It was likely this impact that loosened something deep in her soul, awakening the memories of her previous life as Tang Li.

Tang Li could only sigh that the heavens had shown her some pity. If not for the awakening of her past life’s memories, with her current life’s experience as a little girl under ten, it would have been truly difficult to survive in this cruel cultivation world.

In this life, her name was Bai Sui, and she was also an orphan.

In her memories, she had once had parents by her side, but for some unknown reason, she was left wandering alone.

Later, an old beggar took pity on her and adopted her.

So before the age of six, she had lived with the old beggar.

The old beggar used to be an official, but later his family declined. With the country broken and frequent wars, he, who lacked the strength to even truss a chicken, had no chance to rise in the chaotic world, so he had to make a living by begging. If lucky, he would write for others or set up a street stall to earn some copper coins.

After picking up Bai Sui, seeing a small plaque hanging on the girl with the character “Sui” written on it, he named her Bai Sui.

Bai was the old beggar’s own surname; feeling it was fate, he gave it to her.

From then on, grandfather and granddaughter depended on each other. Although life was hard, they were blessed with familial attachment.

Unfortunately, a severe drought struck later, and famine broke out where they lived. The old beggar, advanced in years, could not pull through.

Bai Sui vaguely remembered managing to find some water with great difficulty, but by the time she returned to the dilapidated temple where the refugees were staying, the old beggar had stopped breathing. When tidying his remains, she found that he had hidden half a flatbread in his bosom—something he had saved for her.

That was the most miserable she had ever cried in her memory.

During the famine, graves were everywhere.

But even more people had no place to rest, just waiting to be carried off and devoured by starving wolves.

With the help of some kind-hearted people, Bai Sui buried the old beggar. Then, alone and helpless, she joined the fleeing refugees, heading with them toward other prefectures.

Along the way, lacking medicine and supplies, they constantly encountered rogue soldiers and bandits. Every day, people collapsed on the escape route.

It was also that Bai Sui’s life was not meant to end. When she encountered several bandits whose eyes glinted green with hunger, a passing immortal merchant caravan rescued them.

Later, the immortals tested the tens of thousands of refugees and found that five, including Bai Sui, possessed the aptitude for cultivation—spirit roots.

Bai Sui was detected to have three spirit roots of metal, fire, and wood. This was only an ordinary spirit root of middling quality in the cultivation world, but in the eyes of the countless famine refugees, it was nothing short of a tremendous immortal affinity.

One must know that only one in ten thousand people possesses spirit roots, showing just how scarce they are.

As long as one had spirit roots, one could cultivate!

Regardless of how far one could eventually go, being able to cultivate meant the hope of becoming an immortal! That was truly being a “superior person” in the truest sense!

Even the high officials and nobles of the mortal world would treat such a person with great courtesy.

Bai Sui was very happy because she no longer had to go hungry. Afterward, she and the other four refugees detected to have spirit roots were taken away by the immortal merchant caravan.

When they were carried flying into the sky, Bai Sui saw the shrinking city walls, and also saw on the parched yellow earth tens of thousands of people still prostrating on the ground, kowtowing in thanks for the immortals' great kindness.

Young as she was at the time, she was deeply shaken.

Deep within her heart, a subtle stirring towards the immortal path arose.

After that, riding a flying boat, they flew continuously in the sky for seven days. Bai Sui and the other four were finally brought to a mountain sect called the “South Dipper Sect.”

This South Dipper Sect was merely a minor immortal sect, virtually unknown across the entire vast Xuanming Continent, not even ranking on any lists.

Although the guiding immortal master, Senior Uncle Peng, boasted all the way about how extraordinary the sect was, this could only fool cultivation greenhorns like Bai Sui and the others.

Anyone with a bit of knowledge would be embarrassed for him.

The entire South Dipper Sect had fewer than a hundred members, the strongest being the sect leader, who was merely a loose cultivator at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

As for Senior Uncle Peng himself, he was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage.

In truth, it was just a makeshift sect, incredibly weak.

But Bai Sui and the others didn’t know that; they only thought their family was a great immortal sect, all-powerful and imposing.

Look at this mountain gate, even more majestic than the so-called Great General’s Mansion in the mortal world.

And there was this mountain-protecting divine beast, actually a giant creature even more ferocious than a lion.

Bai Sui’s little heart thumped, her small face flushed with excitement.

One day, she too would be a valiant and dashing female immortal master.