Fairy, if you keep breathing, you really deserve some love

You cultivators seek immortality, standing atop the mountain from the moment you are born, looking down on the ants below.

You enjoy the finest spiritual elixirs, the most precious sword manuals, drink the best spirit wine, and wear the most magnificent robes.

You act recklessly, laugh and rage as you please, proud and unyielding, cunning and deceitful.

In your eyes, I am the rat scurrying across the street, the wicked…