The day she goes into the city to sell vegetables, she is knocked off her feet by a spirit beast carriage. When she gets back up, her first priority isn't demanding compensation but picking up the shepherd's purse whose roots have been snapped off. No one notices that the old, blackened earring on her earlobe has just grown warm. From then on, dead soil turns into rich black earth, barren land produces fourth-grade spirit rice overnight, and even spirit beasts bow their heads when they see her. The sects compete to recruit her. When someone asks what gives her such confidence, she simply replies with three words: 'I have land.' Only when the ancient cauldron acknowledges her as its master does everyone finally understand that what she has always wanted isn't immortality, but a piece of land she can truly call her own. But who left her that mysterious earring?