The Immortal Doctor's Shadow

He knows every martial art under heaven inside and out. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology: there isn't one he doesn't excel at. He upholds justice in the martial world and punishes the wicked. There's nothing he won't do. He punches corrupt officials, kicks treacherous ministers, and berates foolish emperors. No one can stand in his way. He kills a man every ten paces, leaves no name behind after a thousand miles, and when his work is done, he walks away, concealing all his fame and glory. I'm a transmigrator. By some twist of fate, I ended up in this evil Southern Song, where the Southern Song became my martial world. When an ordinary guy picks up a keyboard and starts writing a book, that book becomes his martial world. And I was that guy. I chose the martial world that belonged to me. I was a “Medicine Immortal” who had made waves overseas in the twenty-first century, yet I ended up in the Southern Song, where I became a savior...