Across Different Lifetimes and Different Realms to Find You

Chapter 1 Beginning 开始

Of A Good Beginning; Cometh A Good End
- Chinese proverbs

Far out in the skies and seas, in between Heavens and the mortal realms, was a small, obscure island, that the all seeing Heavens even missed, lived many lowly sprites and demons. Most of these beings, some used to be humans and some were demons, all of them trying to cultivate and ascend immortality as a fairy. There were some that were the small demons, defenseless against the natural order of survival of the fittest, being the bottom of the food chain. In this island, life was slow and peaceful, with all beings live harmoniously together, in perfect conduct, trying to achieve immortality.

Amongst these hopeful cultivators, was a plump, sweet looking, peach and just like the rest of the island residents, she was also hopeful to ascend to a higher level immortal - a fairy. From a fairy, she can work hard so she could be a higher level fairy to one day step into Heavens. Such was the common goal as the rest of the hardworking cultivators, which was to work hard to strive for achieving a great cultivation level could be exemplar enough to gain entrance to the celestial paradise, Heavens.

Being allowed into Heavens was already considered a rare opportunity and privilege. It was a place rumored to be grandly beautiful with lots of Heaven tribe of fairies, immortals, gods, and goddesses, wondrous gardens, and many other fun things to do. All of these appeal to the little peach sprite and she was excited with the idea of a new place, motivating her to cultivate hard, alike the rest cultivators.

Even with all the effort and time, the little sprite spent on, taking time away from her play time, she felt she was nowhere close to breakthrough into a fairy level. She had watched how others, who came and cultivated, broke through higher levels of immortality and even had their trials of heavenly tribulations before ascending up to that famed place. She felt that as a native to the island, she was stuck to the ground, like her core was rooted to this island.

Not fair, she did not even know how to cultivate properly in the first place. She had watched others and she mimicked them. Some sat below shade, directly under the sun, by the lake, under the waterfall, but all of them closed their eyes to cultivate. So that was what she did too but unlike them, who stayed in same sitting position, she always find herself in a different corner and under the leaves after she cultivated.

The little sprite stayed positive, rejoice for those who broke through their cultivation levels, and welcomed newcomers. Some creatures were washed up or had accidentally chanced upon the island by flying in. There were no records of existing native islanders, the little sprite maybe an orphaned or abandoned child of the native islanders who had ascended and left the poor child behind. No one knew, even the little sprite had no recollection of how she turned up in the island.

The only one who knew where she came from was her first Island friend, DaShu (大树), a kindly old willow tree Sprite. He said she appeared sleeping under his feet when he hibernated during winter. First, she had 5-limb figure, like those he had seen before but just different coloring when he was a seedling and washed to this island, she looked so delicate with her red clothes around her torn and dirty from the wind and rain, sleeping carelessly, so he took pity and created a hut made of leaves and branches shielding her.

After many Seasons passed, there were many donations appearing in front of the hut for his house guest, such as new clothing and other supplies for the sleeping figure. Some kind islanders also came to clean her and his guest's skin no Longer dirty with red and crusts. One day, the 5 limp figure turned into yellow peach with specks of shininess, similar to his leaves when they turn color during autumn and shimmering under the sun.

When she woke up, her skin was still shallow yellow albeit glowing, but her pretty eyes were bright with intelligence and curiosity, looking around her surroundings and asking with her hoarse voice where she was. DaShu, gave her a leaf filled with morning dew to nourish her. He was initially surprised to know she could speak and assumed she must have already cultivated to high sprite level, hence able to switch to the supposed 5 limb figure. He remembered he had to cultivate for some time until he could convey his thoughts to speech form.