In ancient times, the Great Emperor of Fengdu commanded the forces of yin and yang, ruled over countless ghosts, and brought order to the underworld. But he was betrayed and ambushed by his trusted followers. As his soul scattered, a wisp of his primordial spirit fell into the mortal world and entered the cycle of reincarnation.
On the outskirts of Jiangcheng stood Qingyun Temple, a hidden Daoist sanctuary.
Lin Chen, an orphan taken in by his master, had spent eighteen years cultivating in the mountains. Though he possessed Daoist magic powerful enough to reach heaven and earth, he knew nothing of the mortal world.
On the day he came of age, his master kicked him down the mountain. “Your worldly ties, your destiny, and your blood feud are all waiting below. You can’t hide from them.”
The naive mountain Daoist’s first steps into the city were one disaster after another:
He couldn’t use a phone, didn’t know how to scan QR codes, mistook an elevator for an evil device that trapped souls, and nearly burned down a hotel while roasting sweet potatoes with talismans. He became the star of countless mortifying scenes.
With nowhere else to turn, he met a buddy who was greedy and afraid of death, but loyal to the core. They hit it off and opened a metaphysics agency, making a living by reading feng shui, catching ghosts, driving out evil, and breaking curses.
He thought he was only trying to scrape together a living, but one woman destined for him after another came into his life:
A brilliant, cool-headed, tough-as-nails policewoman with an unmatched record for solving cases, haunted by bizarre murders and the only one who trusted his Daoist skills;
A beautiful, icy, domineering CEO who controlled a business empire, whose family was plagued by an evil curse and who offered him millions for protection;
A sweet, gentle, soft-spoken campus beauty, haunted by a vengeful ghost, who fell for him at first sight and followed him devotedly.
Just as he was getting tangled up in one romantic encounter after another, an even bigger twist came crashing down:
A convoy of security vehicles directly under the central government blocked his way. In front of everyone, the Lin family, a founding family of distinguished military heroes, claimed him as their own.
He was the Lin family’s eldest legitimate grandson, missing for eighteen years.
