Twenty Years of Mapmaking: I Carry My Late Brother's Ashes to Slay Gods!

Cheng Lang is a draftsman in the Mapping Department of the Martial Arts Administration Bureau. He has worked there for twenty years and is still a contract worker.

His superior stole his plans, the central bureau rejected his drafts, and his colleagues all consider him a useless old relic.

No one knows that, in the old district, he can tell at a glance how many degrees each ley-line auxiliary line is off, which underground river will wash away a side branch, and which node will collapse as soon as it is laid down.

No one knows that his cousin Zhou Ping, who died in his place in a fire twenty years ago, still has a black fiendish force trapped in his bones. And Shen Feng, kept alive by machines on the top floor of the Shen Family Sanatorium, is waiting for Cheng Lang's Tianshu martial meridian to mature so he can strip it from him and prolong his own life.

It wasn't until a plan bearing a little turtle was slipped into an appeal file, a rusty copper key was handed over by a blind fortune-teller, and Cheng Lang dug an urn of ashes out of the West Mountain Cemetery that things began to change.

The useless old relic from the Mapping Department has stopped drawing.

He will turn the old district's ley-line map into a blade and, one auxiliary line at a time, bring down Shen Feng's meridian-swapping scheme, Fenglan Group's secret accounts, and the dirty dealings inside the Bureau.

"Section Chief Zhou, the map is upside down."

"Shen Feng, bite down on your oxygen tube. I'll come pull it out myself at eight tomorrow morning."

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