The path of cultivation is often portrayed as one stained by bloodshed. But is that truly necessary?
Heaven is merciful, after all.

On a rather ordinary day, a peasant girl was whisked away by a strange old man. In a hall of great white jade, she was offered the chance to cultivate.
...too bad she's as lazy as a sloth.

(Slice of life Xianxia with fairly little action in early chapters, more focused on comedy.)
(Originally posted on RR, https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/32003/virtuous-cultivation)