Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Chen Shi didn't leave Phoenix Ridge immediately, but stayed by Little Dingxiang and the others, waiting for daybreak.


It was still night, and there was no guarantee that an Evil Spirit wouldn't slip up the mountain. By staying, Chen Shi could ensure their safety.


There were twenty-seven children on the mountain. After thinking for a moment, Chen Shi opened the chest he carried and gave each child a silver note worth a hundred taels, along with two Resurrection Lotuses each.


These children, having often ventured into the underworld to steal white lotuses, were invaded by yin energy, damaging their souls. Consuming the Resurrection Lotus merely restored their souls to their former state. Hoping for a significant improvement was impossible.


As for the yin energy within their bodies, Chen Shi invoked his Golden Core, attempting to dissolve it with his own yang energy.


Chapter 183: Young Master, Scholar