The Heavenly Master in the Modern Age: Struck by Lightning and Given a System from the Start

Zhang Bufan is the youngest purple-robed Celestial Master in the history of Mount Longhu, the supreme figure of the Daoist sects, and a man whose every call brings a crowd.

Yet behind that dazzling purple robe lies a huge secret: raised without supervision by the old Celestial Master, he’s a “good-for-nothing” at metaphysics who can’t even cast basic spells! He relies entirely on ten fiercely loyal red-robed Daoist masters to keep up appearances. As for him, he can only stay cooped up at the highest peak of the Celestial Masters’ residence, amusing himself with foreign languages and handicrafts.

On his twenty-first birthday, a socially mortifying bolt of Violet Sky thunder split open the door to a new world: the Daoist Arts Sign-In System had bound itself to him!

“Ding! Beginner’s gift pack: advanced cultivation methods, Marrow-Cleansing Pills, the Five Thunder True Arts, and the Golden Light Incantation. Interested?”

Zhang Xuan wept with joy: My golden finger may be late, but at least it’s here! But just after learning to make golden light glow from his fingertips, he was surrounded at his door by fanatical tourists livestreaming.

“Celestial Master! Can you show us how to fly on a sword?”

Zhang Xuan, completely serious: “Believe in science! That’s a drone… Hey, don’t touch my Daoist robe! Protect me! Protect me!!”

“Purple-Robed Celestial Master Hoists His Robe and Runs” instantly went viral. The mysterious Celestial Master was forced down from his lofty perch and began a hilarious daily battle of wits with his goofy online fans.

It wasn’t until foreign “masters” came to challenge him and question the Daoist arts, and strange evil spirits appeared in villages at the foot of the mountain, that Zhang Xuan realized his sign-in abilities weren’t just for laughs.

Golden light shielded him; purple lightning banished evil. The Celestial Master’s name began to make itself known.

But a greater storm was on its way: Sakura Country had laid a nation-sealing formation across the Changbai Dragon Vein, seeking to sever China’s fortune! The National Special Operations Bureau came knocking. It was an emergency.

The “weakest Celestial Master,” Zhang Xuan, donned his purple robe and took up his Sign-In System, leading the ten great masters of Mount Longhu north to slay the evil dragon!

“I’ll return your own way upon you! Calm the seas and quell the waves. Let the winds rise… in the east!”