Shen Guanyi, a full-level Celestial Master, the ceiling of the metaphysical world, a genius that has not been seen in the world for three hundred years.
The old monster who had lived for more than a hundred years wanted to call her "senior" when he saw her. The heads of various sects wanted to avoid him when her name was mentioned. The director of the Mysterious Management Bureau was more nervous when he saw her than when he met his leader.
It stands to reason that a boss of this level should live in the blessed land of a fairy mountain, drink dew and eat clouds every day, and be respected by thousands of people.
But no.
She lives on the sixth floor of the urban village with a rent of 1,200 yuan. The rice roll seller downstairs gets up earlier than she does.
The ID card says he is twenty-five years old, but his actual age is three hundred and twenty-six.
No pension, no social security, no partner - the last one is not that I can't find it, but I'm really not interested.
Her biggest worry in this life is not that she will survive the tribulation and ascend, but that the price of rice rolls at the rice roll shop downstairs has increased again.
Until one day, people started to die in the villa area in the east of the city, and a case involving a mysterious transnational organization blew her out of the rental house.
Then——
A dragon who has been wronged for a hundred years comes to visit;
The female investigator from the 7th Branch of the Mysterious Administration Bureau investigated the case and found her head, and they became her partner;
The story of the leader of the Maoshan sect killing a dragon and seizing the treasure was revealed, and the undercurrent of the high-level game in the metaphysical world was surging.
Shen Guanyi: I just want to have morning tea, why can't I stop?
