You Saw Me Soaring Through the Clouds, and You Still Believe in Science?

"Daoist Ji, everyone online says you're an immortal reborn."

"And you believe what people online say?"

"Daoist Ji, I'm possessed."

"No, you have a mental illness. You should go to the hospital."

"Daoist Ji, I'll give away my entire fortune if you'll tell my fortune. I don't care whether it's accurate!"

"...I may not know how to tell fortunes, but I can still grant your wish."

Faced with the wave of people flocking to him online, Ji Yun sighed helplessly. "There really are no immortals in this world. Wake up!"

"How can that be? Everyone online says you're a sword immortal who can fly on a sword. There's even video proof!"

Watching countless people kneeling before him and begging him to teach them magic, Ji Yun helplessly lit a cigarette.

"Flying on a sword? Believe in science and put superstition aside."

With that, Ji Yun snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and swept his arm through the air.

He rode the wind on his sword, banishing demons between heaven and earth.

Then he soared away and vanished on the spot.

The netizens: "We just watched you ride the clouds and fly on a sword, and now you're telling us to believe in science?"