Great Ming: Empress Ma Is Dying? I Present an Immortal Elixir

In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, in the eighth month, Empress Ma is critically ill! Li Wuwei, a transmigrated, down-on-his-luck Taoist, beats the Dengwen Drum, all just to make some money. One divine pill later, the dying Empress Ma sits back up! As the civil and military officials kneel in astonishment at the miracle of the immortal elixir, Li Wuwei just wants to grab the gold and run. Old Zhu: “Daoist Li, I’m going to make you a marquis!” Li Wuwei: “No, thanks. I just want money.” Zhu Biao: “Then please serve as the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming!” Li Wuwei: “Wait... I only saved someone. How did I end up with a government job?” “Imperial Preceptor, there’s a severe drought in the north. Could you pray for rain...?” “Get the oil boiling! Uh, I mean... set up the altar and perform the rite!” Old Zhu quietly asks, “Immortal Master Li, you can refine an elixir of immortality too, right?” Li Wuwei yawns. “That one? It takes a lot of fuel.”