Myriad Demon Summoning

Lu Ci stayed up working on his thesis until three in the morning.

A flash of white light streaked past. When he opened his eyes again,

he was lying in the middle of nowhere in the Great Yan Dynasty!

His phone had no signal at all. He had nothing but a sweatshirt, a pair of jeans, and half a pack of tissues. His thesis hadn't been saved, and his life progress bar had dropped straight to zero!

Before he could complain or curse, a horrifying scene unfolded before his eyes: a corpse suddenly sat up.

The aloof, beautiful Daoist priestess was named Shen Qingtang. She gave the copper bell in her hand a gentle shake, instantly jolting an evil spirit out of the corpse. Her movements were crisp and decisive, and her presence was overwhelming!

"There's something on you."

Lu Ci's heart sank. Oh no, am I possessed?

But the truth turned out to be even more absurd and miserable than possession:

He wasn't possessed at all. He had a special constitution and had become a walking ghost magnet! Any ghost or monster within a hundred li that caught his scent would swarm toward him!