After failing his tribulation, he awakens as a remnant soul in the body of a high school transfer student in the world of Conan, someone who has just “died in a car accident.”
His body is so weak he can barely walk, and his spiritual sense reaches only ten meters. But a cultivator's instincts are etched into his bones. While Conan is still searching the crime scene for clues, one glance is all it takes for him to spot traces of demonic energy on the culprit's sleeve. When Ai Haibara brushes past him, he catches the bitter scent of a death-inducing drug hidden in her body, along with an otherworldly aura that resonates with his bloodline.
Even more suspicious is Gin. The evil demonic energy from the cultivation world clings to his gun, and it comes from the same source as the power that ambushed him during his tribulation. Behind this “Black Organization,” there may be a thousand-year conspiracy spanning two worlds.
So while everyone else solves crimes through deduction, he scans crime scenes with his spiritual sense and gathers evidence with spiritual energy. While others dodge the Black Organization's assassins, he catches bullets with telekinesis and crushes cyborgs with spirit-gathering formations. Along the way, he accepts Ran Mouri's homemade lunch, takes the intelligence Ai Haibara risks her life to deliver, and gets Sonoko Suzuki pounding the table and shouting, “Big shot, protect me!”
So what if he's only a remnant soul? He goes from a suspect under FBI surveillance to an unaffiliated ace courted by every faction. This time, he'll cultivate his way back to the Mahayana realm, take down the Black Organization, expose the mastermind, and protect every girl who once took a bullet for him.
Now that's what it means to be a cultivator.
