Way of the Celestial Master: Rainy Night

Corpse refining, illusions, paper effigies, spells...

I’m sure many people have heard of these Daoist practices.

But what kind of reaction will there be when the occult meets the modern city?

Will people’s good and evil be magnified without limit when faced with the threat of death?

People always say that to enter another world, you have to get hit by a big truck...

But what if the world is already full of many different realms, and people simply don’t know it?

Mind games, martial arts, duels of magic, schemes...

I’ll do my best to avoid writing a mindless power fantasy, and warmly welcome readers who aren’t here for wish-fulfillment fiction.

If you spot a plot hole, call it out. I’ll read your comments and make changes (please don’t kill me).

If you have questions, leave them in the paragraph or chapter comments. As long as you don’t spoil anything, I’ll answer.

(Oh my god, I only just saw the synopsis, and the novel’s already been updating for days...)