I Have an Illness, Its Name is Immortality

[Immortality] [Daily Life] [Era] [Non-True System]

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I am sick, very sick.

I fell into a deep sleep from that day on, sleeping for a long time, then waking up, then falling asleep again, and it became longer and longer.

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I thought that taking medicine would be enough.

But no.

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Then I went back to sleep.

I woke up again.

Looking around in confusion, his family was gone, and the southern city was gone too. He had arrived in an unfamiliar region where immortals and sects existed.

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I also thought that cultivating immortality would cure my illness.

But it still isn't.

I will continue to slumber, and I will continue to sleep for longer and longer periods, for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.

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Later, I discovered that it wasn't an illness.

I was simply abandoned by time.

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"What the hell?"

“Xitong, you’re no good…” the voice weakly retorted.

This was my first conversation with her. When I was on the verge of death and on the verge of collapse, the 'system' appeared.

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There were no rewards or extraordinary cultivation techniques; she simply replied softly, "I'll share a little bit about cultivating immortality..."

I am very happy.

Even though she messed up her cooking lesson.

Although she especially loves eating dried small fish.

Although she said she really wasn't a bucket-tying machine.

But it doesn't matter.

She has always been there.