Spy Shadows on the Immortal Path
Undercover officer Lu Zhou found himself transported to a world of cultivation and immortals. Blessed with a golden talent that allowed him to conceal his true power, he took up the role of an underco
Late autumn in September, yellow leaves drifted and fell.
The cold wind cut like a blade, sweeping away the petty struggles of the world.
A donkey cart piled with firewood came from the north, its wheels crunching over a carpet of fallen branches and leaves.
The old man driving the cart raised his leather whip, snapping it now and then across the donkey’s haunches.
Lying atop the firewood at the back, Lu Zhou yawned, hands folded behind his head, gazing up at the gray, misty sky. The crack of the whip rang in his ears as he silently counted in his heart.
“One thousand three hundred sixty-five…”
This journey was endlessly long and dull. Lu Zhou, stretched out on the donkey cart, found it terribly boring, but he knew that these were his final moments of leisure before returning to the city of Shenzhou.
“Mister Lu, we should reach Shenzhou before dusk.”
“All right.”
“Mister Lu, a couple of days back at the border, I saw you hand the northern guards a token—it looked like a Lingyun Pavilion badge. Aren’t all cultivators from Lingyun Pavilion supposed to possess supernatural powers? Why bother riding this old man’s donkey cart instead of using your powers to travel?”
“Because I need the people in Shenzhou to know I’ve returned.”
“Is someone waiting for you in Shenzhou?”
“There will be, once I’m back… Shenzhou now belongs to the Sui Kingdom. Old sir, it’s no longer proper to call it the Northlands.”
“Oh, Mister Lu, old habits die hard—please don’t take offense.”
“It’s nothing. I’ll rest for a b