After transmigrating into a world of immortal cultivation, Chen Hui spent a hundred years painstakingly cultivating beneath the eternal light of the righteous path, and finally reached the threshold of becoming a mortal-world immortal. Then a late-arriving cheat ruined his path to immortality.
His cultivation vanished like a bubble, and his lifespan kept shrinking. With a cheat that reeked of evil, Chen Hui would be thrown into the Demon-Suppression Tower and used as a battery if his true nature were exposed. To survive in this world governed by the Heavenly Dao, he had to pretend to be an immortal cultivator and avoid being slain in the name of exorcising evil.
"Tower Master, why have you grown so many eyes? Don't tell me you're a demon!"
Chen Hui: "Fool! A sage has no fixed form. How can you judge the nature of something by its appearance? This is the orthodox mystical art of the Daoist sect, the Divine Eye. I merely made a mistake in my cultivation. It'll be fine in a few days."
"Tower Master, your voice sounds like a demonic melody. It makes people want to go mad."
Chen Hui: "Ridiculous! This is the Daoist art of speaking words that carry the weight of gold and jade. How can it be compared to such a vulgar technique?"
"Tower Master, why are your guards all so strangely shaped?"
Chen Hui: "I'm ashamed. There are many ways to forge Daoist soldiers. I wanted to combine the best of a hundred schools, but they ended up looking like this."
What am I supposed to do? I feel like I can barely keep my demonic identity a secret anymore.
