Title 2: Ancestral Fire Illuminates a Thousand Cities
In this mortal world, there are no immortals who can soar through the skies, no divine powers or magical treasures. Only nightmare demons, which rise each night, roam among humankind.
Wandering nightmares plague villages, devouring nightmares consume lives, disaster nightmares engulf cities, and calamity nightmares bring entire provinces to ruin.
Mortals can only rely on warriors’ vital energy to fend off disasters. Folk customs have become empty rituals, and people live in constant fear, never knowing a peaceful year.
Shen Yan transmigrates here and becomes an abandoned infant in a ruined temple. He is adopted by Xuan Chen, an old Daoist and a drifter from the martial world.
His master’s incantations are full of mistakes, and everyone mocks him as a charlatan.
But from memories of his past life, a pile of incomplete Daoist scriptures, and folk remedies from the streets, Shen Yan pieces together the only complete path of cultivation in the world.
He does not fly through the skies or establish an immortal sect to preach the Dao.
He walks among mortals, restoring ancient ancestral rites that people have forgotten.
He enshrines household gods to protect a family’s peace;
He gathers the incense offerings of a village shrine to keep a village free of nightmares;
He builds a City God’s temple to suppress disasters across a thousand miles.
When incense rises from ten thousand homes, the ancestral spirits of every generation return to their places, spreading across mountains and rivers.
When old customs involving peach branches, stove ash, staying up to welcome the New Year, and calling back souls regain their divine power to suppress nightmares.
Only then do people understand:
There is no need to seek immortality or pursue the Dao.
The incense of mortals can withstand ten thousand demons, bring peace to a prosperous age, and hold back the endless night that threatens all living beings.
And the only True Immortal who created this divine path for the mortal world has always remained hidden amid the smoke and fire of a ruined temple.
Xuan Chen watches in utter bewilderment as he somehow becomes “the Daoist Patriarch of an era.”
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