After transmigrating to the late Qing dynasty, Lu Li becomes the third-generation senior disciple of Maoshan. His master is Shi Jian, who will one day command fear across the land, only to fall into evil and meet his destined end.
Fortunately, Lu Li possesses an innate Thunder Spirit Body: no evil can touch him, and corpse poison cannot harm him. With his Lightning and Thunder Fist, he strikes down injustice wherever he finds it. Better yet, he knows every twist of fate in this world.
Old Master Ren is about to turn into a zombie? Lu Li camps out by his grave three days early.
Uncle Master Qianhe is fated to die escorting a coffin? Lu Li rushes to his aid from a thousand li away and takes on a royal-armored corpse head-on.
A Western vampire fears no Taoist magic? Lu Li's thunder arts still strike it down, and he even gives Uncle Ninth a lesson in "combining Chinese and Western methods."
His junior disciple causes trouble? Lu Li cleans up after him. His master falls into evil? Lu Li raises his thunder and personally beats him back to his senses.
Then, on the day the unrotting bone sealed beneath Maoshan for a thousand years opens its eyes, the world's mystical sects gather at Maoshan and ask just one question:
"Where is Maoshan's senior disciple?"
Lu Li strides out amid thunder: "Don't panic. I'm here."
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