Only a handful of people know the truth about this world, and I happen to be one of them.
Spirit clans, hidden clans, shamanic mediums, the Underworld, ghost officials, people who straddle yin and yang...
Do you really want to know the truth about this world?
The day I was born, ghosts roamed the night, and every wandering spirit wanted to borrow my life to be reborn!
But heavenly lightning struck, and a Daoist priest stood guard, allowing me to come into the world.
After I was born, the Yellow Immortal took one look at me and said I was destined to become a disciple capable of leading the immortals.
The old Daoist also half-convinced me to accept everything he had learned in his lifetime, saying I was destined to walk the path of immortal cultivation.
Eighteen years flew by, and everything they had said came true!
