Traveling Far and Wide: A Wandering Taoist's Quest for Immortality

It's not my fault. My fate is written in the Eight Characters, and I've been an orphan since I was little.

From what I've heard, monks and Daoist priests make good money. To avoid the fierce competition in other careers, I decided to take this one-way road.

But becoming a monk means shaving my head, and I don't want to be Yongxin.

So when I filled out my college applications, I applied to Daoist academies.

But after graduating with a bachelor's degree four years later, I found that everyone else had family connections to inherit a Daoist temple, where they could guard the incense and lie flat.

I had no connections and no support, so all I could do was take three copper coins, a tortoise shell, and a peachwood sword, and set off across the country.

At least I got to roam the world with a sword at my side...