Carrying two cabbages and half a sack of sweet potatoes on my back, I drag my black breeding boar into a city of immortal cultivators. As soon as I enter, a heavenly maiden blocks my way and demands an exorbitant entry fee. Just as I'm about to throw myself on the ground and fake an injury to extort compensation, my pig lets out a burp at the sect's dragon lion. The very next second, the dragon lion foams at the mouth and its spine snaps, leaving everyone at the city gate staring at me. I immediately hug my black pig and burst into tears: "You scared my family's breeding boar so badly that he can't even get it up anymore! How are you going to compensate me for that?!"