I Made My Name Through Spirit Mediumship

“Do I look like a god or a human to you?” “You look like a pile of crap.” After getting drunk, I encountered a weasel spirit asking me to confer a title on it. The Weasel Clan’s ancestor banished me for two years. A great many bizarre and uncanny things happened along the way… A train full of corpses and ghosts, a coffin borne by nine dragons… I also gained a host of powerful immortal companions. Two years later, I returned to my hometown to continue my studies… Gradually, the truth about my origins came to light… Body snatching, ghosts carrying coffins, children born from corpses. I became the strangest of all the strange beings… Looking back at the immortals who had accompanied me all along… “It’s time to show them what I can do.”