Spiritual Qi Revival: I Slay Zombies in the City

Chapter 1: The Last Incense at the Taoist Temple

Rain dripped from the crumbling eaves of Qingyun Temple, tapping dully against the bluestone slabs. Chen Qingyang knelt before the statues of the Three Pure Ones in the main hall, his forehead against the cold floor. The three incense sticks in the burner had burned down, leaving only a few wisps of smoke struggling in the damp air.

"Master, they're coming tomorrow."

Chen Qingyang raised his head. His twenty-three-year-old face bore a weariness far beyond his years. Most of the gold paint had peeled from the statues of the Three Pure Ones, exposing the gray-white clay beneath, as if they too were sighing in silence.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his bony fingers slowly