Lu Jin, twenty-seven years old, terminal stomach cancer. Dead.
An ordinary ghost who couldn't even manage to die properly, he was turned away at the gates of the underworld: the Underworld wouldn't take him, Heaven wouldn't recognize him, and he couldn't return to the human world. Across the three realms and six paths, there wasn't a single place with his name on it.
Just as he thought he was doomed to spend eternity as a wandering ghost, a ruin appeared before him: the Forgotten River Divine Temple, once the most magnificent temple in the three realms, now in ruins after its chief deity fell.
The temple was home to an old keeper who had waited for thousands of years,
a broken incense burner that had been empty for thousands of years,
and a dusty stone: a fragment of a divine essence.
The moment Lu Jin touched the stone, he discovered a world-shaking secret:
He was the temple's chief deity. He had failed and been reborn again and again through countless cycles of reincarnation.
And this time was his ninth attempt. His last one.
And so, a programmer who had died began his absurd career rebuilding a divine temple in the Underworld:
Taking a thousand-year-old female ghost as his disciple, flirting with Lady Meng Po's daughter,
negotiating with the Underworld's judge, recruiting the Third Prince Nezha,
haggling for building materials at the ghost market, sneaking into Heaven's Peach Garden to steal fragments of divine essence,
leading an army of 150,000 to take on the Heavenly Dao head-on:
Other people get reincarnated after death. I rebuild divine temples in the Underworld.
Makes perfect sense.
It turns out the temple was mine a thousand years ago.
It turns out dying again and again was never an accident.
It turns out every taboo in the realms of yin and yang has been waiting for me to rebuild the temple and reclaim my divine throne.
