The Little Taoist Takes on the Martial World

Vast Shenzhou, a desolate past.

Niu Xi was born beneath rosy clouds, and roams the jianghu with a heart-sword in hand.

He beheads Yama, judges right and wrong, upholds justice, and comforts all living beings.

He follows his heart through countless strange things, never seeking immortality or godhood on his path.

A frail old man gasped, "That little Daoist is Niu Xi. He's practically a god descended from heaven, saving the suffering and rescuing the needy."

He leapt over the foothills by the roadside, his figure glimpsed in the distance along the forested ridge.

"People of the mountains and forests, heed my command: wherever this man passes, let flowers bloom in profusion and heavenly music ring out."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.