Ascending Through the Unorthodox Path: Helping Gongsun Ce Solve Cases

During the Zhenzong era, gods and Buddhas vanished without a trace. Evil spirits ran rampant, and martial arts flourished. Turn left outside, and even the third beggar crouching by the roadside could bust out a military combat routine designed to jab eyes and slice ears. But I, Ma Liang, was born frail and sickly? With no other choice, I abandoned martial arts for medicine. Yet before my medical studies could even begin, Huichun Hall became the scene of a massacre. Every last one of the dozen or so people in the medicine hall was drenched in blood? Ma Liang, on his way to deliver medicine, was dragged into the case. Fortunately… He had a results panel that reviewed each day’s experiences, summed up what he had learned, and improved his skills. Ma Liang was just about to help Gongsun Ce solve the case. Then he suddenly noticed something was off about the results panel. There was a line of tiny text on it: 【Nine-Dragon Treasure Register lvMAX · Deceiving Heaven: You can cultivate up to nine martial arts from different schools, and transform them into unorthodox sorcery!】 So… The Five Tigers Severing Gate Saber Ma Liang had worked so hard to cultivate became the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique? The Sunflower Pressure-Point Hand became the Name-Calling Horse-Falling Technique? The perfectly good Shaolin Arhat Skill became the Rakshasa Guardian Skill? Does any of this make sense? Is there any law in this world? And so… raising Gu, refining corpses, making paper effigies, the Nail-Head Seven-Arrows Book. The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. All manner of strange arts unfolded in spectacular fashion in this bizarre world. And of the Six Paths Demon Lords praised by Longtu Pavilion Grand Academician Yan Luo Bao Lao as having cleansed the world, five believed they were the original. Only the leader of the Six Paths, the Heavenly Way, knew the truth. The fearsome demon lords who shook the world were merely a passing thought of the Black-Clothed Chancellor. “People say Bao Zheng judges the living by day and the dead by night?” “Wrong.” “Bao Zheng handles the day. The night belongs to me!”, Ma Liang