I Serve as a Door God in the Mortal World

By a twist of fate, A Gui rose to the rank of Door God. When he opened a door, he discovered that it connected two worlds.

One was a chaotic, unpredictable world of myths and strange tales.

Paper figures escorting a bride, skeletons putting on makeup, a celestial maiden wearing another's skin, a feast of ghost dragons, a bodhisattva extending a life, a corpse shedding its skin at the Jade Pool.

Demons, monsters, and ghosts ran rampant.

The other was a crumbling late Qing world, abandoned by gods and Buddhas.

The court was decaying, rebels ran rampant, foreign powers invaded, the political situation was unstable, and disasters struck again and again.

The common people could barely survive.

In one world, he built walls and stockpiled grain, resisting evil entities as he struggled to survive one crisis after another;

in the other, he made the Dao manifest, restored the divine order, mastered powerful arts, and attained the immortal fruit of eternal life.