Synopsis of The Last Celestial Master in Northeast China (500-word version)
My name is Chen Jiushan. I'm a food delivery rider working the streets of Shenyang in temperatures of minus twenty degrees.
I'm sharp-tongued, a social butterfly, and afraid to die, but fiercely protective of my own. That's how I'd describe myself.
The only thing about me that wasn't ordinary was the rusty iron box Grandpa shoved into my hands on his deathbed.
Grandpa was a veteran of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army. Back then, he rescued an old Daoist priest on Changbai Mountain who was being hunted by Japanese soldiers. Before the priest died, he gave Grandpa an unremarkable Celestial Master's seal and half a copy of The Three Pure Ones' Five Thunder Righteous Art, saying only, “Guard the Northeast. Don't let evil spirits wreak havoc in the human world.”
I tossed the broken seal under my bed like junk, until that deadly midnight delivery order.
The abandoned Hongqi Building, Room 701. A vengeful ghost had someone in its clutches. At the moment between life and death, golden light suddenly burst from my palm
The Celestial Master's seal had come to life.
From then on, I became the last orthodox Celestial Master in Northeast China.
Vengeful ghosts demanding lives, fox spirits entering the human world, zombies rising, evil cultivators causing chaos... Every kind of monster and demon between the White Mountains and Black Waters crossed paths with me, a food delivery rider.
Even more absurdly, four stunning beauties joined my side:
The bold spirit medium Su Niantang complained that “a food delivery rider can't be a proper Celestial Master,” while helping me investigate cases and summon spirits;
The thousand-year-old fox spirit Bai Lingyue was cool and aloof, yet willingly stayed by my side because of the karmic ties from our past lives;
The ghost officer Jiang Wanyin, dressed in flowing white, passed me information and escorted the dead onward;
The cold and beautiful Maoshan cultivator Mu Qinghan wielded her sword against zombies and joined forces with me to fight the zombie apocalypse.
Half a book of thunder arts to subdue heaven and earth, one Celestial Master's seal to command yin and yang.
I use my delivery box as a ritual altar and plaster my electric scooter with talismans, delivering food while subduing demons and slaying zombies.
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