Chen Xuan awakens as a Taoist. Golden inscription: Yin-Yang Celestial Master! A two-meter-tall skeleton rises from his shadow, clad in a tattered robe, its iron sword rusted. It drops to one knee, the blue flames in its eye sockets having flickered for a thousand years.
It is the young Taoist attendant who took a sword for him in his previous life, and has been waiting even after death. Chen Xuan strokes the skeleton’s head. “This time, I’ll protect you.” Later, while everyone else forms teams to clear dungeons, he summons spirits.
While others learn skills from books, he draws talismans.
While everyone else struggles to kill bosses, one Five-Thunder Talisman from him brings the whole dungeon crashing down.
The whole world says this Taoist is cheating.
Chen Xuan glances at the hundred thousand Yin soldiers standing behind him and smiles. “This is just the beginning.”
