A story blending “the wealthy heir who has lost in love,” “a junior sister who's useless at cultivation but incredibly formidable,” and the uncanny and mysterious. Xu Xingchen, an incoming student at Jinggang University, winds up at a Taoist temple by a twist of fate and becomes the least capable, and only, female disciple in the sect. After a string of bizarre and astonishing experiences, she finally comes to understand what “the Dao” truly means.
“...Beyond the Three Realms lies the path. A compassionate heart frees the world from its snares. The Perfected One possesses supreme virtue, generation after generation among the immortal families...” I leaned against the temple entrance, listening to the scripture I'd heard so often I was sick of it, and yawned as I waited for them to finish reciting and close the door.
Second Senior Brother woke me, since I'd fallen asleep, and asked, “Did Master really not teach you which path to cultivate?” Still groggy, I replied blankly, “I told you, Master made me the disciple who closes the door. He just told me to come and close the door.” After Second Senior Brother, the loudmouth, spread the news that I was Master's last disciple, the senior brothers crowded around me as if I were some kind of novelty. “But I really am only here to close the door. Isn't a disciple who closes the door supposed to be in charge of closing it?” No matter how I explained it, nobody believed that all I knew how to do was close doors...
I was content to be a carefree guest, with no intention of cultivating into a celestial immortal.
But after Master went down the mountain on business, one terrifying supernatural incident after another, unlike anything I'd ever seen, came my way. To protect myself, I had no choice but to cling to my senior brothers.
I cried, “Senior Brother, I really don't know the Thunder Ancestor's Precious Scripture of the Jade Pivot...”
“Then do you want to end up inside Senior Brother's banner?”
I hurriedly wiped away my tears and opened the scripture. “I'll learn it right now~” I had no desire to end up inside Senior Brother's banner...
When Master returned, he bluntly told us that we had all been controlled by evil spirits and led astray by heterodox teachings, falling into the demonic path. I wailed at the heavens, “Then what was the point of making all those ingots and memorizing scriptures after being dragged out of bed at night?” To my surprise, Master replied with a mischievous grin, “That's just your bad luck.”
