Yan Shifan, the Ming Dynasty’s junior grand secretary, transmigrates into Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect.
When he opens his eyes, the tribulation is imminent, his three younger sisters, the Sanxiao, are in mortal danger, and the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect could be listed on the Investiture of the Gods at any moment.
His old court rival Zhao Zhenji has also arrived, transmigrated into Guangchengzi of the Chan Sect. His motto is “never take the blame”: he runs at the first sign of trouble and is an expert at passing the buck.
One is fiercely protective; the other is a master strategist. One starts a fight at the slightest provocation; the other is smooth and polished, adept at praising people into ruin.
Once bitter enemies, they’re forced to become “allies who support each other” amid the Primordial tribulation.
Today they set up Randeng, tomorrow they secretly sabotage the Western Religion, and the day after they team up to leave even the saints utterly rattled.
The immortals of the Jie Sect: “Senior Brother Gongming is mighty!”
The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect: “Senior Brother Guangchengzi... why have you run off again?!”
The Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Beginning: “My disciple has been rather fierce lately.”
The Heavenly Lord of the Primordial Beginning: “My disciple has been rather slippery lately.”
When Ming Dynasty political intrigue meets the Primordial tribulation, the sky may fall and the earth may split, but I remain unflappable.
