I Went Down the Mountain for a Stroll, So Why Does Everyone Call Me a Living Bodhisattva?

The great demon Shen Sanshui had been asleep for hundreds of years. When she finally woke up, she discovered that her master had already gone down the mountain to search for a way to mend her soul.

Reading his note telling her to wait obediently for him to come home, Shen Sanshui tossed it aside, grabbed her bundle, and headed down the mountain.

As soon as she reached the foot of the mountain, she robbed a ghost carriage to use as a ride. When she ran into a zombie, a few punches were enough to make it call her Master. Even a simple carriage ride turned into a delay when an evil spirit possessed someone and blew up a school.

Shen Sanshui beat up ghosts as she traveled, and recruited a whole bunch of strange, inhuman underlings along the way.

By the time she finally found her master, she had beaten up every faction around, and there were so many wanted notices for her that they couldn't fit on the board.

"Why are you causing trouble again?!"

Under her master's stern gaze, Shen Sanshui replied with complete confidence, despite having no leg to stand on: "They're the ones lining up to get beaten. I'm just giving them what they want!"