Chronicles of the Hidden Immortal: Blind Li’s Daily Life Keeping Evil Spirits at Bay

[This story takes place in a fictional world and is entirely made up]

[No System + No Female Lead + Folk Customs and the Supernatural + Mystery + No Preachy Morals]

Li Dalong, a blind young Taoist from the Hidden Immortal Temple on Qingfeng Mountain.

Other Taoist priests draw talismans, chant incantations, and brandish peachwood swords. Him? A military coat and a wine gourd, and he's ready to put every flashy troublemaker in their place!

A weasel spirit causes a ruckus in the middle of the night? He'll slap it across the face without a second thought. “Look at that ugly mug of yours. You think you look human or divine? You look like the village idiot next door!”

Someone has tampered with the feng shui of your ancestral grave, and your descendants have gone mad, calling themselves “I, the emperor”? He'll kick open the ancestral hall door. “What, did the Jade Emperor message you on WeChat? You handing out titles and favors now?”

A popular female streamer is broadcasting something creepy and asking viewers to read her face right on camera: “Guys, do I look human, or...?” He'll report her at once. “Someone at the platform deal with this! This woman is promoting superstition!”

Others rely on their eyes. I rely on my heart. My blind eyes see through the worlds of yin and yang, and my sharp tongue is made for putting evil spirits in their place.

The old secrets buried in the black soil, the sinister tricks passed down by the Eight Traditions of the underworld, and the little schemes of demons, spirits, and immortals... None of them are a problem for me!

Watch this blind Taoist wield his righteous spirit, silver tongue, and flask of strong liquor to suppress evil, unravel mysteries, and put every troublemaker in their place on the black soil beyond the pass!