Feng Shui Master, Exorcist Slayer

On a lazy afternoon at Lorong Prangin in George Town, Zhang Jiuxuan, clad in flip-flops, lounged on a rocking chair, sipping iced white coffee. Who would have thought that this young man, idling away his days in a rundown antique shop on the old street, was actually the last generation of Purple Robe Celestial Masters from Longhu Mountain in China? Until one day, the son of a Malaysian Datuk, clutching a 'Four-Faced Fortune-Bringing Buddha' that was oozing black blood, knelt crying at his shop door. 'Master Zhang, save us! The local sorcerer ran away, the Thai Ajarn is vomiting blood, and my family is on the verge of extinction!' — Description from novelcodex.org