A hundred years ago, the An Yue Pact was sealed. All ancient evils under heaven were imprisoned, yin and yang returned to order, and no evil spirits troubled the world again.
Chen Qing spent eighteen years training in a Daoist temple, practicing the orthodox arts of destroying evil. He was waiting for the day he could descend the mountain and slay demons to protect the world.
But only after stepping into the human world did he learn that the age of Daoist exorcists had long since ended.
With no qualifications and no knowledge of how to make a living in ordinary society, he could only squeeze into an old rented room and earn his food through hard labor. His peachwood sword and Daoist robes were sealed in a wooden chest, gathering dust day after day.
He understood the truth: a world without evil spirits or disasters was the greatest blessing for all living beings.
But he had nowhere to put the skills he had learned, and the duty carved into his bones hung unfulfilled. Resentment slowly built within him.
One night, a chill crept close.
Chen Qing opened the chest and gripped his sword, silently alert. The seals of the An Yue Pact were likely beginning to weaken.
Hidden among the common folk, he worked as a laborer by day and slew things of yin and corruption by night, quietly dealing with the new evils springing up across the world.
But he did not know that the source of these strange new occurrences everywhere was never the seals between Heaven and Earth.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
