On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

Zhao Fan gained eyes that could see into destiny. And the more he saw, the clearer it became that he was utterly ordinary. Ordinary talent, ordinary looks, ordinary intelligence, ordinary destiny. Yet he refused to accept mediocrity. He strived for everything, but always fell just short. He almost received an inheritance, almost obtained a treasure, almost broke through a cultivation realm. Destiny was never on his side. Until he learned to stop striving for everything. Since he couldn't have it all, he would only take a sliver. He would take only one spiritual herb, only one pill, only one page of inheritance. Slowly, he went further and further, until he reached the pinnacle of immortality, eternally immortal.