One moment, I was a demon who’d fallen into darkness, surrounded by enemies and pierced by countless arrows. What a spectacular death.
The next moment, I opened my eyes and found myself facing floor-to-ceiling windows, takeout menus, and overdue-payment texts.
What the heck?
I, the mighty life-taking fiend who once ruled an age, had been reborn in the modern world. Before I could figure out what kind of sorcery “scan to pay” was, my two old troublemaking friends dropped in, one after the other.
One was once the number-one sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm. Now he held a cup of milk tea, staring at it in disbelief. “Is this stuff even sweeter than the pills I used to refine?”
The other was once a talisman prodigy. He reverently slapped a talisman on the toilet. “...I suspect this thing has an ancient ferocious beast sealed inside.”
Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Until one day, our old apartment complex suddenly became haunted. A demonic spirit possessed our elderly neighbor, and the whole building filled with sinister energy.
The sword cultivator grabbed a clothes-drying pole, the talisman prodigy tore open a packet of tissues, and I... quietly turned on my phone’s flashlight.
We thought we were just taking care of a monster on the way. After all, we’d seen every kind of storm in our previous lives.
But the next day, a neighborhood committee auntie knocked on our door and insisted we accept a banner:
“Demon-Slaying Vanguard, Guardians of a Civilized Community.”
After that, the requests never stopped.
A red-clothed ghost wandering around at midnight, a vengeful spirit possessing a parcel locker, a young Gudiao hidden in a trendy milk tea shop...
The three of us, once a crew of villains who nearly brought about the end of the world, were forced to get back to work in this life: exorcising ghosts, purging evil, and occasionally enjoying a team-building activity.
