The Stolen Immortal Arts Are Quite Extraordinary
A modern university graduate, crossing through the skylight between two worlds, has stolen an immortal opportunity that was never meant to be his. The arts of immortality he acquired are, to say the l
Midnight is the hour when something will emerge from beneath this stone slab!
These words were spoken by Li Lao’er, the current master of the Liulin Temple, as he descended the mountain. Lin Xiaosu didn’t believe a single punctuation mark in that statement. A university graduate, educated and preparing for his second attempt at the civil service exam, he simply couldn’t accept the idea that something could crawl out from inside a solid slab of green stone.
But so what? He agreed to help Li Lao’er keep watch at the Liulin Temple for one night.
It all began when Li Lao’er’s wife fell ill. Whenever she had one of her episodes, she would seek out Lin Xiaosu’s mother and weep, pouring out stories that never ended. She could recount, with tears and trembling voice, how Li Lao’er had once spied on Widow Feng bathing, even though it had happened twenty years ago.
Out of neighborly duty, out of gratitude for the treats his aunt always shared, and perhaps because he’d grown up playing naked with her daughter, Tiger Girl, Lin Xiaosu went to find his uncle.
Never would he have imagined that he’d come up the mountain in good spirits, only to find he couldn’t go back down.
His uncle insisted today was a “Celestial Pivot Day,” and that someone had to stay in the temple to guard the “Mystic Gate.” Otherwise, at midnight, something would emerge from beneath the stone. Lin Xiaosu voiced his objections, but the old man was stubborn as a mule.
Thinking of Tiger Girl’s growing figure, Lin Xiaosu’s impulsiveness got the better of him. He slapped his c