Mortal Palm Book

Shen Yan traveled through the world of immortality, but he was a mortal without even spiritual roots. He worked as an accountant at a Zhengdao company, but was framed and accused of colluding with a demonic cultivator. In desperation, he defected to the fallen Demon Sect, the First Saint Demon Sect, which could not even repair the mountain gate. While others are cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts, he only knows how to settle accounts and recognize people; while others are fighting for power and profit, he only wants a full meal and a house that does not leak from the rain. Unexpectedly, the saint took a fancy to him and asked him to take charge of the Talent Department, which had been neglected for hundreds of years. A blank old book recognizes the Lord, and the prophecy made three hundred years ago comes true: Mortals are in the palm of their hand, and the Talent Department is reopened. From then on, strange things happened one after another on the Black Mountain: The debt-ridden gambler guards the gate, the steamed bun vendor manages the canteen, the righteous outcast checks the drug accounts, and the nameless mortals hold the power. People's lives are found in old accounts, dead souls are awakened in rosters, and secrets from three hundred years ago are hidden behind the old door. The right path is putting pressure, the Chamber of Commerce is pressing for debts, the inner ghost is hiding, and the old door is about to open... Shen Yan looked at the disciples who were all in despair and silently opened the account books: "Don't worry, settle the accounts first, and then talk about the great cause of the devil." So what if there is no spiritual root? Mortals can also master the magic sect, and determine the world of Black Mountain with an old book.