Interstellar Grand Celestial Master

Yan Qingming was the last remaining disciple in the metaphysics world, the sole heir to more than a dozen metaphysics masters. Then the Heavenly Dao pulled a series of maneuvers, and sent him straight into the future, to an interstellar age. There, he discovered that ghosts were everywhere...

The people of the stars don't call ghosts ghosts. They call them paranormal energy, and ghost domains paranormal energy fields. They even bring quantum weapons to bear on them. Naturally, none of it does a damn thing.

Big ghosts, little ghosts, evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, hanging ghosts, starving ghosts, painted-skin ghosts: they all pull faces, leap about, and dance to their hearts' content. The scene is pure chaos.

Yan Qingming: ...

The sight is too beautiful to behold.

Yan Qingming opens his Qiankun Pouch and rummages around until he pulls out a peachwood sword. Everyone, take a few steps back. Let science handle science, and metaphysics handle metaphysics. Leave professional matters to the professionals, OK?

All-powerful Grand Celestial Master / meticulous researcher

PS: The bottom pursues the top.

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