"Kid, old Lu didn't lie to you, did he? I even gave you the Book of Merits and the Dao De Jing. Look at you now, with ten thousand immortal kingdoms under your command!"
Hu Cha smiled, and the light of ten thousand Great Daos appeared. "I, the Ninefold Nether Immortal Venerable, make this vow: whoever reads this book shall receive many blessings: fortune, longevity, rank, treasures..."
Hu Cha still remembered that scene from three thousand years ago with perfect clarity:
Cheap paper, the pungent smell of ink, traditional characters printed vertically: "The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth..."
"What a rip-off! This is such a damn rip-off!"
A wave of anger surged through Hu Cha, rising from his legs straight to his head.
Wasn't this just an ordinary copy of the Dao De Jing?
"Lu Lutong, judge of the underworld, you'd better give me some tape!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
