[Urban Supernatural + Eastern Sword Immortals + Western Mysteries + Lighthearted Humor + Decisive Action + Multiple Heroines]
New York, 1999. A Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown sells yellow talismans. Wall Street bankers keep vampires who have lived for three hundred years. A priest in Brooklyn carries genuine holy water, and a family of witches on Long Island holds dances beneath the moonlight. Ordinary New York and the supernatural world share the same city.
Chen Jiu is a seasoned homebody from 2019. One night, he went downstairs to buy a bottle of soda. He looked up, saw a rare alignment of nine stars, and was transported straight to New York's Chinatown in 1999. There, he became a disciple of Longhu Mountain who had spent eighteen years in ascetic training without sensing a trace of qi. He also acquired a strange panel that only recognized effective study: reading earned points, and sword practice earned points.
He thought he was just a little charlatan, running errands for his old con-artist granduncle. That changed the night a fake exorcism led him to a real vengeful ghost, and he watched an old Taoist priest's yellow talisman spontaneously combust. That was when he understood: ghosts were real, and magic was real. When he stepped into the Ninth Realm with a sword, the sword in his hand would be real, too.
Since that's the case, he'll use Longhu Mountain's sword to carve a path to heaven through this land of Western supernatural powers. Along the way, he'll make sure to protect every one of those troublesome foreign beauties.
Draw your sword. Since he's already here, he might as well show America's supernatural circles what a true
Taoist priests eat steak. Just read this book. The author has a bright future.
Can you put down a little more force 🤮