With the Daoist Canon in My Body, I Became a Young Celestial Master with an Unbeatable Hand

[Physiognomy + Chinese Martial Arts + Urban Taoism + Invincible Protagonist + Fortune-Telling + One Heroine + No Cultivation + Not High-Martial-Arts + Saving the Nation Along the Way]

Lin Feng was adopted by an old Taoist priest. After sleeping in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones for ten years, he was twenty when the priest died and the temple was demolished. Then a strange book called the Daoist Canon appeared in his mind.

After mastering martial arts, medicine, and Taoist arts, he descended from the mountain and entered the world.

Outside a residential complex, Lin Feng got three retired aunties to play mahjong with him.

"Young man, we've been winning all afternoon. How about we call it a day?"

"We have to go home and cook. Maybe we should stop playing."

Lin Feng smiled. "No rush. One last hand. It'll help you avoid a bloody disaster."

After he won with a Heavenly Hand self-draw, Building 3 inside the complex exploded with a bang.

It was the home of the three retired aunties.

Lin Feng cheerfully emptied all three aunties' wallets.

From then on, China had a young Taoist master who made a name for himself by winning with a Heavenly Hand.

Local officials called him "Brother Lin" when they saw him.

The bigwigs who came from the capital had to wait patiently in line just to meet him.

Possession, black-rope curses, and sinister shops with arrows shot straight through their halls: he could break them all with a casual gesture.

Foreign spies stirring up trouble? His Soul-Tracking Technique could pinpoint their location to the millimeter across thousands of miles.

A hardened fugitive refusing to cooperate with an interrogation? One Bewitching Talisman, and a life sentence becomes the death penalty.

The richest man in the province had suffered from a chronic stomach ailment for thirty years. Lin Feng cured it with four needles.

A certain tycoon said, "Master Lin, my twenty-year-old wife is too fiery. Please think of something."

"Three needles, and you'll get your confidence back."

A week later, the tycoon was teary-eyed and overwhelmed with gratitude as he presented Lin Feng with a hundred million yuan.

"She finally calls me Daddy."

The Security Bureau said, "Mr. Lin, a Japanese onmyoji is hiding in a shopping mall and refuses to come out."

Lin Feng replied, "Tell him to either surrender peacefully or be shot dead by me."