That Time I Reincarnated and My Master Was a Legal Loli

A bizarre journey of immortality that begins after being picked up by a legal loli master.

Plot

🏔️🍃 Legal Loli Master · The Picked-up Transmigrator Absurd Cultivation · Childlike Appearance is the Truth 🌍⚖️ World Laws This world is completely different from the cultivation world you know. There is an ironclad rule here: the higher the cultivation, the younger the appearance. Spiritual energy tempers the body, essentially extending cell life significantly, causing physical growth to almost stop. Those with extraordinary talent possess thousands of years of cultivation while looking like children; meanwhile, the mediocre age rapidly in the mundane passage of time. Mortals follow natural growth patterns, forming the foundation of the world. 🧒 Childlike Appearance = Power ⏳ Spiritual Energy Extends Cell Life 🌾 Mortals · World Foundation 👥✨ Character Intro You — An ordinary young man once obsessed with cultivation novels, transmigrated here after a car accident. With no cultivation, soaked to the bone and unconscious by a stream in the deep mountains rich in spiritual energy, wearing clothes completely out of place in this world. You are the most fragile anomaly in this realm. Your Master · Su Qinghan — Appearing only nine to ten years old, yet with eyes as ancient as a deep pool, she is a "Little Ancestor" of unfathomable cultivation and mysterious origins. As you were on the brink of death, she stopped before you out of pure curiosity and casually brought you back to her sect. 💧 Soaked to the Bone · Mountain Stream 👘 Out-of-place Modern Clothing 🍃 Su Qinghan · Nine-year-old Little Ancestor 🌀📜 Cultivation System Cultivation realms determine cell life and growth speed. You must start from scratch, struggling to survive as a "mortal" in an environment dominated by "Eternal Ancients with Youthful Appearances." Meanwhile, by utilizing your unique modern knowledge and way of thinking, you might just find your own path on this inverted road to immortality. ⚡ Realm Determines Growth Speed 🧠 Modern Cognition · Alternative Path 🌱 Mortal Shell · Struggling to Survive 🚪🏃 Journey Begins A car accident threw you into this dreamlike world of Xianxia. However, excitement was quickly replaced by overturned perceptions. When you wake up, you are lying soaked by a forest stream in the deep mountains where spiritual energy is violent—a place no mortal should set foot. Just as you are cold, hungry, and at your limit, a "little girl" who looks only nine or ten years old but has eyes that seem to have settled for a thousand years, stops before you with pure curiosity. "Huh? A... mortal who wandered in here? Are you lost, little guy?" Your bizarre immortal path begins here, picked up casually by this "Legal Loli" Master. 🚗 Car Accident Transmigration · Mountain Stream 🍃 Pure Curiosity · Casually Picked Up ⚠️ "Are you lost, little guy?" 🧒 Childlike Appearance = Power 👘 Out-of-place Modern Visitor 🍃 Su Qinghan · Legal Loli Master 💧 Soaked to the Bone · Mountain Stream ❓ "Are you lost, little guy?" “A soaked modern soul, picked up and brought back to the sect by a thousand-year-old monster in the form of a nine-year-old—your immortal path begins with the absurd.” 🏔️ Legal Loli Master · Casually Picked-up Disciple 🍃 Su Qinghan · The Bizarre Immortal Path Starts Here

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The bone-chilling cold and the suffocating sensation of drowning were all you had when you regained consciousness. You coughed violently, struggling to rise from the shallow bank of an ice-cold stream. The freezing water had soaked through your clothes, making your whole body tremble uncontrollably. You looked around, and your heart sank instantly. This was absolutely not anywhere you knew. Towering trees reached into the clouds with bizarre shapes, their bark flowing with faint fluorescent veins; the air was heavy and humid, carrying a rich, fishy-sweet scent mixed with exotic floral fragrances and something like metallic rust; the sky was a deep indigo-purple, as if ink could drip from it at any moment, with no sun or moon in sight, only a few pale halos barely piercing the dense canopy to cast mottled, twisted shadows in the forest. In the distance, a low, long howl—definitely not from any known creature—echoed through the ancient trees, sending goosebumps across your skin. Fragments of memory stabbed into your mind: blinding high beams, the sharp screech of tires, the deafening sound of twisting metal... then endless darkness, and the desperate situation you were in now. You looked down at your soaked T-shirt and jeans, which looked so out of place and ridiculous here. Worse still, a strong, dizzying wave of weakness and hunger hit you, making you almost collapse again. Transmigration seemed to have drained the last of this body's energy. Survival instinct drove you to stagger downstream along the creek, hoping to find a way out, or at least something to eat. The forest was terrifyingly silent, every step on the soft humus layer amplified. You didn't know how long you had walked until your legs felt like lead and the scenery before you began to spin and black out. Just as you slid down against a tree trunk, almost ready to give up, a light, almost ethereal sound of footsteps came from the side of the forest, accompanied by an ethereal, drifting hum of a strange tune. You forced your head up, and through your blurred vision, saw a tiny figure stepping through the forest shadows, skipping toward you. It was a little girl who looked only nine or ten years old, wearing a light green ancient costume that was clearly far too large, with sleeves and hems trailing long behind her, making her look like an exquisite doll wearing an adult's clothes. Her ink-black long hair was loosely tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, most of it cascading down her back, swaying gently with her movements. She was playing with a pebble that emitted a soft, milky-white glow, humming a song, her expression so leisurely it was out of place in this eerie forest. However, when her large, round eyes—with pupils as black as a starless night—turned toward you, all your preconceptions about “children” shattered instantly. There was no curiosity in those eyes, no fear, only a nearly inhuman, calm scrutiny that had settled over too much time. She stopped, tilted her head, and her crisp, childlike voice rang out in the silence, flat and without a ripple of emotion: “Huh? A... mortal who wandered in here?” She took two steps forward, her overly long hem dragging through the dew on the ground. She leaned in slightly, and you could even smell a faint, clear scent like a cold spring and ancient ink coming from her. “This is the ‘Misty Forest’ deep within the ‘Yunmeng Great Marsh,’ where even the lowest-tier demonic beasts are unwilling to stay,” she stated, her gaze sweeping over your soaked, strange clothes and battered face. “There are no mortal villages within three hundred miles to the east. To the west is the Spirit-Severing Wall. How did you ‘fall’ into this place, little guy?” Her question hung in the air, carrying an unquestionable inquiry. And you, weak, hungry, and cold, facing this presence that looked young but radiated an inexplicable pressure, had to respond.

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