Dragon Scale Backlash: From the Start, I Refined Fengdu

Lin Feng transmigrated and died. He didn’t become an immortal or even a person. Instead, he became a penniless ghost beneath Fengdu City, too poor to afford even a stick of incense.

With his soul on the verge of scattering, he had no choice but to return to his old trade. He set up a small stall and hung a sign: “I tell fortunes with unerring accuracy. One fortune for one stick of incense.”

Before his business could even open, the patrolman Bai Wuchang caught him red-handed:

“Operating without a license? Disrupting order in the underworld? You’re coming with me!”

But then he calculated a fortune that drove off the evil ghosts of the Black Fiend Gang, deciphered a curse with his next reading and saved Bai Wuchang, and with his third reading, he caught the attention of the Judge’s Brush and glimpsed the heart of King Yama!

From then on, Lin Feng was forced down the path of a government official in the underworld, with no turning back:

By day, he was Inspector Lin, a diligent employee of the Surveillance Office. By night, he was a mysterious bidder at the Hall of Rebirth. Every so often, he would even sit by the Naihe Bridge, drinking tea and chatting about life with Granny Meng.

That was until he glimpsed memories of his own past life in a fragment of the Three Lives Stone:

The car crash hadn’t been an accident. The coin that had saved him time and time again had been deliberately placed in his mouth as “bait.”

And the figure standing beside his corpse with a sigh gradually came to resemble a certain imposing gaze from deep within the Judge’s Court…