Heavenly Dao Massage Parlor
by 长庚锦程
Qi Guan Jincheng, an ordinary masseur at the foot of Mount Tai, was kicked off the Cliff of Self-Sacrifice by his nephew. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting on the hard stone floor of the Myriad Realms Battlefield, with three drooling half-beast monsters crouching in front of him. At the critical moment of life and death, he bound a Heavenly Dao-level massage system—since he was already here, he might as well open for business. The shop is located in East Seventh Alley of the slums in Broken Star City, with a yellow paper lantern hanging at the door and rules written on the wall: If you're a dragon, lie down; if you're a tiger, crouch. Carbon-based beings get their tendons rubbed, silicon-based beings get their bones loosened, mechanical beings get their pipelines smoothed, and spiritual beings get their condensed states straightened. The Demon Vanguard Officer had his pitted wounds pressed through, the Mechanical Empress upgraded her emotional module after eating steamed cake, and even mist-like remnant souls could be smoothed under his hands to be reincarnated. Everything can be massaged; queue up by number. Later, a fox girl with a broken tail named A Jiu joined the shop. Tied to the tip of her tail are three keepsakes left by her mother, pointing to three old paths hidden deep in the mining area. The protagonist's hands massaged through, loosening the seals, activating the formation diagrams, opening the doors, and also fluffing up A Jiu's newly grown little tail until it shone. This is a roadside shop that uses massage skills to pry open the entire Myriad Realms Battlefield—a legitimate business, fair to all, with steamed cakes limited to a daily batch, first come, first served. — Description from novelcodex.org
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