I Am a National Paranormal Affairs Officer

On the tribulation platform, my cultivation partner stabbed me in the back.

Reborn, I swore I’d never join an immortal sect.

Then a letter bearing the national emblem arrived:

“Comrade, the organization would like to know: would you be interested in working for the country?”

I smiled.

In my previous life, I lived for the immortal sect.

In this life, I’ll let the entire cultivation world feel the organization’s iron fist.