Lin Xuan inherits a dilapidated Taoist temple and becomes bound to the Incense and Faith Ascension System. The System tells him: spread the Tao far and wide, and the more incense offerings you receive, the deeper your cultivation will grow. Lin Xuan gazes at the deserted incense burner by the entrance and falls into thought. Just as he’s wondering what to do, a rift in space and time sweeps the temple away. When he opens his eyes again, it’s the year 3024, in the age of the stars. Citizens of the Galactic Empire stare, baffled, at an ancient Eastern building that has appeared out of nowhere. Lin Xuan looks at the dense crowd of spaceships, mechs, and energy blades at his temple gate, silently pulls out a QR code, and says, “Patron, scan to offer incense. Your merits will be boundless.” The next second, the empire’s richest heiress is possessed by an evil spirit, her life hanging by a thread on a livestream watched by the whole network. Military mechs form a human wall but are helpless. Lin Xuan steps forward and smiles at the camera. “Make way. This is my specialty.” He sticks a talisman on her, and the evil spirit vanishes into ash. The whole network explodes: Is this damn occult power science getting crushed by a higher dimension?
That day, #EasternTaoistTempleAppearsInTheEmpire# rockets to the top of the Star Network’s headlines. Incense points soar: +999999. The System frantically announces: Congratulations, Host, you have unlocked [Thunder Arts], [Alchemy], [Nascent Soul Stage]... Lin Xuan watches mech warriors and starship captains queueing outside, begging him to “bless” their equipment, “exorcise evil,” and “tell their fortunes.” He gives his whisk a light flick. “Don’t rush. Line up and come one at a time.” Meanwhile, a cosmic evil god in a distant star system stirs with malicious intent. It receives a strange warning: that Taoist from Blue Star is using incense offerings to fleece its followers.
