Wall Street elite Jack Constantine accidentally entered the Wudang Mountain cultivation world during a mountaineering expedition and became the first foreign disciple to be admitted to the gate in thousands of years. From sitting in meditation to flying with a sword, this blond and blue-eyed American just relied on Wall Street's calculation skills and Wall Street's thick skin to make a prosperous career in Taoism.
Until one day, the Pope died mysteriously, and the cross mark in Jack's body suddenly awakened. The Sanqing bell in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu rang for no reason, and Latin incantations emerged from the ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion - it turned out that the thousand-year grudge between Wudang Mountain and the Vatican was tied to him.
"Since you all say that I am the son of destiny," Jack played with the Tai Chi talisman and held a Bible at his waist, "then why don't I become the pope?"
(When Tai Chi meets the Holy Light, when the alchemy furnace meets the Holy Grail, let's see how the most unreliable foreign Taoist priests play with the Eastern and Western cultivation worlds!)
