Demon Slayer: The Laid-Back Taoist

Wudang Wang Ye, at your service, Celestial Master! Ah, no, wrong scene!

Skip that. Let's start over!

Half a bowl of clear water reflects the cosmos; a single spirit talisman commands ghosts and gods.

With steps tracing the yin-yang and eight trigrams, and a wooden sword in hand, I slay the souls of demons.

A yellow Daoist robe forges heroes; a lifetime of integrity and righteousness endures.

I raise a cup of muddy wine above my head, then weep in solemn tribute to the Daoist.

Tears and wine fall upon the heroes' resting place; the Dao endures between heaven, earth, and mankind.

Red cords and glutinous rice are still here, but Lin Zhengying of old is gone!

Bah, I got the scenes mixed up again!

I am Jin Chen, Celestial Master of the Daoist Sect. Hand it over!!!

What? You want me to take disciples? Sure! But I only take female disciples!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.