The Manhattan Taoist
New York: the financial heart of the world, a modern jungle forged from steel and glass. To the average onlooker, it is a battlefield of capital; to Shen Yu, it is a treacherous landscape of "Silver-Shredding Traps" and "Heaven-Cleaving Slights."
As an authentic heir to Taoist tradition, Shen Yu possesses the heavy destiny of Wu-Earth. He originally intended to live a reclusive life of cultivation in this "Metal and Water" dominant city, only to be unexpectedly ensnared in a metaphysical conspiracy spanning over a century:
Why did a top Wall Street venture capital firm collapse overnight? It wasn’t stock market volatility, but the glass curtain wall of the opposite building acting as a blade, severing the veins of wealth.
Why does a dragon’s roar echo from the bottom of the Hudson River? It isn’t the subway; someone is attempting to refine the entire island of Manhattan into a "Dragon-Locking Formation" to imprison a nation’s destiny.
And why does his silhouette appear in a photograph from a hundred years ago?
When modern technology collides with ancient forbidden arts, and Western skyscrapers are transformed into Eastern altars, Shen Yu stands amidst the tangled desires of Manhattan. With a single copper coin in one hand and half a cup of black coffee in the other, he balances Yin and Yang, adjudicates life and death, and mends the dragon veins.