Being a Wandering Singer in the Cultivation World

Singing “Tears Behind Iron Bars” in a prison cell, singing “Kowtow Before Parents” to the devil, don’t think I’m that capable, I’m just trying my best to stay alive. I’ve been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won’t come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.