[Urban Fantasy + Cultural Export + AI Feng Shui and Mysticism + Eastern Harry Potter + Eastern Feng Shui vs. Western Spirits and Ghosts vs. Modern Computer Science]
When the moon in the West turns blood-red,
when vampires bare their fangs,
when werewolves howl at the night sky,
when demons crawl out of hell...
An Eastern youth with a peachwood sword on his back arrives in America, leading his little aunt, who taps a wooden fish.
You have your crosses and holy water. I have my cinnabar talismans and copper coin sword.
Maybe they're not very holy, but they're powerful!
You recite your Bible and pray. I calculate the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.
Maybe I'm not very accurate, but I can kill you!
A genius from a magic school calls me a heretic? One strike of my wooden fish snaps all his wands in half.
The leaders of a religious order want to recruit me? One Five Thunder Talisman leaves them questioning their whole lives.
The Dark Council's chairman wants to destroy the world? I'll set up a formation at his lair that'll wipe out his whole bloodline.
I, Chen Xuan, worship neither God nor any deity. I worship my ancestors.
Today, I'll show you Western monsters and gods...
What it means to be crushed by the wisdom of our ancestors!
What it means when Eastern mysticism reigns supreme!
