Super College Student Cultivates Immortality
At eighteen years old, Li Hongjun was a freshman at the Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Influenced by his grandfather since childhood, he possessed a deep fascination for antiques.
In the early morning, sunlight scattered like fragments of gold across the window of the dormitory at the Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, gently caressing the face of Li Hongjun, who still wore a trace of drowsy confusion. At eighteen, in the prime of his youth, a freshman at the university, Li Hongjun leapt out of his warm bed on this tranquil Saturday, unable to contain his excitement. His passion for antiques ran deep in his bones, nurtured since childhood by his grandfather’s tales—legendary stories hidden behind ancient relics, mysterious and enchanting legends that had taken root in his heart, growing into an obsession.
After a quick wash, Li Hongjun set out with the anticipation of an adventurer about to embark on a search for hidden treasure, hurrying to Panjiayuan by subway. In his mind, Panjiayuan was a labyrinth of mysteries, a treasure trove where every corner might conceal a surprise yet to be discovered.
The moment he stepped into Panjiayuan, the lively, bustling atmosphere swallowed him whole. The crowd, all hunting for bargains and hidden gems, surged between stalls like a tide. The air was thick with a unique blend of the old and the new—a scent born from the clash of time's sediment and the thrill of the unknown. Li Hongjun's eyes sparkled like stars; he prowled the stalls with the keen senses of a hound, as if he could sniff out the faintest trace of treasure hidden among the wares, focusing intently as he searched each display.
"Hey, young man! Take a look at this—genuine antique! Miss it and you wo