Modern office worker Lin Xiao works through the night on a PowerPoint presentation and drops dead. When she opens her eyes, she’s become the illegitimate daughter of King Zhou from Investiture of the Gods, who was separated from him years ago and is now hauling bricks at the Lütai construction site. Her father, King Zhou, has just dragged her back to the palace to enjoy the “riches of the mortal world” when she stumbles upon the Lütai’s grand opening ceremony
King Zhou plants his hands on his hips and proclaims, “My daughter Yin Xiao shall share in the eternal glory of this Lütai!”
Lin Xiao whips out a yellowed copy of Nine Years of Compulsory Education: Cultivation Edition and roars so loudly that three jin of longans shatter. “Father! Tear this lousy platform down and build a school! Building the Lütai is a dead end that will destroy the country. Education is the shortcut to making the Investiture of the Gods Top 500!”
From then on, the world of Investiture of the Gods goes completely off the rails: Lei Zhenzi gives up fighting and sits in a classroom researching “Optimizing Wing Aerodynamics”; after causing a ruckus in the Eastern Sea, Nezha is sent to do “ecological restoration volunteer work” and has to write an 800-character apology; Daji transforms from a demon consort who brings ruin to the country into a top talent agent in the entertainment industry, forming the “Investiture Idol Supergroup” with Bo Yikao; even before setting out on a campaign, Grand Preceptor Wen Zhong has to recite “prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony” before he can receive his military token.
King Zhou looks at the tenfold increase in GDP in the account books and wipes away his tears as he holds the calculator his daughter gave him. “If I’d known reforms could make me a ‘model ruler,’ who would’ve wanted to be a tyrant?” Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu crouch outside a high-tech industrial park, watching an automated pill furnace. “Maybe... our two sects should stop fighting and team up to start a ‘magic technology company’?”
