When Xuan Yi picked up the rune-covered bronze disc outside a convenience store at three in the morning, he had no idea that fate had already been rewritten. Neon lights cast mottled shadows across his face. Beyond the glass door, a green-faced, fanged monster was slowly crawling out of the subway entrance.
He is the most unremarkable feng shui master in the modern city, yet he bears the unfinished mission of a Taoist lineage dating back a thousand years. The Yin-Yang Fate Disc awakens in his hands, reflecting the fates of all living things like a mirror, but it also ignites the long-dormant conflict among the five great Taoist sects. Black-robed sorcerers of the Taixu Sect watch from the top floors of office buildings, the Nine Suns Sect’s thunderous sword shadows cut across the night sky, and the demon clans hiding beneath the city whisper his name in their dreams.
Xuan Yi struggles between spiritual power and reason. Every attempt to divine the secrets of heaven is like walking along a blade’s edge. Every glimpse into someone else’s fate takes him one step further from the truth about himself. Once, he cast lots seven times in a row to save one person, and paid for it with a body that could not stand for three whole days and a memory that had been erased. He begins to wonder: if fate is inherently unpredictable, does foreseeing it mean changing it? Or is it merely another, deeper form of bondage?
When the light of technology can no longer conceal the cracks in the underworld, and human hearts prove harder to fathom than ghosts, Xuan Yi must make a choice: seal away the Fate Disc and return to an ordinary life, or defy heaven and change his destiny, using his spiritual power to fight the torrent of cause and effect? In this world where truth and illusion intertwine, who can say whether cultivation is truly transcendence, or merely an obsession destined to return to dust?
