The Dayan dynasty has stood for three hundred years. Feng shui masters are ranked in nine grades, with purple robes marking the highest rank.
Every feng shui master starts as an apprentice. Three years of study, five years assisting a master, and ten years before graduating. Rules are dead, people are alive. But the living still have to obey the dead rules.
Until one day, the Imperial Preceptor announced, "Starting today, we're hiring interns."
The court erupted, the old guard went mad, and everyone laughed.
Only one young man from Qingxi Village, holding a compass, recited the incantation that had been mocked for three years:
"I'm a feng shui master. An intern!"
No one knew that those words would open a door.
Beyond that door lay another world.
