Mount Shu Mental Health Center

A relative found me a job: working as a security guard. A few decades of detours avoided.

The pay is high, the benefits are great, weekends off, social insurance and housing fund contributions, plus twenty days of paid leave every year.

All I have to do is make rounds at night, give out medicine, and accompany patients in cosplay...

Of course, the patients here are a little unusual:

An old man waving a tree branch: “I have a sword that can open Heaven's Gate, and a sword that can slay immortals. Want to learn?”

A man holding a spittoon: “We are fated to meet as immortals. I'll pass on the supreme art of alchemy to you.”

A little girl who loves lollipops: “You actually believe what psychiatric patients say? Come on, big sis will take you to the back hill to feed the spirit beasts.”

I thought the place was just a little eccentric...

Until one day, when Chen Mo sat cross-legged and began regulating his breathing, he realized:

This isn't a mental health center at all! It's an immortal paradise!

That's right!

An immortal paradise!

The spiritual energy is so abundant!

Quick! Hurry! I'm about to become an immortal!