In a modern city where spiritual qi has revived, Zhang Zhenyu, a street vendor in the antique district, can spot fakes with a single spit. He unexpectedly activates an ancient jade passed down through his family and awakens the utterly absurd “Great Dao of Spit.”
Other cultivators rely on breathing in clouds and mist to refine the spiritual qi of heaven and earth. He, on the other hand, defeats enemies with a “Ptooey!” and purifies with a “Spit!” Whether he’s refining pills or drawing talismans, he has to add his spit for flair. Even magical artifacts need a drop of his “spiritual saliva” as seasoning when he consecrates them.
