Dinghai Fusheng Records

Synopsis:
Immortal arts, magic weapons, magical powers, and the boundless spiritual qi between heaven and earth vanished into obscurity overnight, and all exorcists turned to mere mortals.

Three hundred years later, the Five Hus traversed the pass, it was a prelude to an era of great turmoil in China. They heralded the end of the world, where thousands of drought fiends stalked the night —— the collapse of the Divine Land is imminent.

Fortunately, within this long, dark night where silence had fallen on all magic, a lone star still glistened brightly on the horizon.

The Heart Lamp appeared, illuminating the vast expanse around it. A sixteen-year-old young man, who will end his life on his twentieth birthday, embarked on a journey to reclaim the spiritual qi of heaven and earth that had been sealed away —— only four years remain.

The road ahead was filled with countless thistles and thorns, and it seemed improbable for him to succeed.

 

Chen Xing: "The important thing is that I'm the last exorcist in this world, yet the only magic I am capable of is emitting light. What can I do?"

Wait patiently then. When the Dinghai Pearl reappears on earth, the uncertain trajectory of everyone's fates will be completely disrupted before converging once more.

Chen Xing: "Could I be partnered with a more normal Protector Martial God?"

Isn't your Protector really skilled in fighting?

Chen Xing: "He is good at fighting, but when he loses it he'll hit even me......"

There's nothing that can be done about that, you can only blame yourself for losing yourself to lust.

Dinghai Fusheng Records [Manhua]

Synopsis:
Amidst the Silence of All Magic in the Divine Land, Mara is about to descend.

In order to prevent the destruction of the Divine Land and save all the people, Chen Xing, the last exorcist, embarks on a journey to release the sealed spiritual qi of heaven and earth —— only four years remain.

The road ahead is full of thorns. Watch this cute little koi Chen Xing and the moody and grumpy Protector Xiang Shu, together with numerous people with distinct personalities in their group, working together to turn the tide again and again!

Tianbao Fuyao Lu

Synopsis:
From the end of the horizon, a phoenix led millions of birds in flight. Behind it, a sky filled with billowing clouds that looked like a sea of flames skimmed over Chang’an. A golden-winged peng perched loftily atop the roof of the Xingqing Palace. In its eyes was reflected the splendor of the common people who lived in this Divine Land. In silence, dynasties rose and fell, and the tides ebbed and flowed.

Li Jinglong dragged along his wound-riddled body. From the palm of his hand, a brilliant light shone as he relentlessly drew closer to Hongjun.

“The living… are merely passing travelers…”

His deep voice resounded through the depths of the world, as the black fog that covered the sky and blanketed the earth receded before that light.

“The dead… return to their eternal homes.”

That light was the blazing sun that illuminated the heavens and the earth. It was the light of the stars that twinkled in the night sky. It was an everlasting Heart Lamp that pierced through the darkness.

“The heavens and the earth are… an inn; for all our grief we inevitably return… to dust.”

Li Jinglong closed his eyes, placing one hand on Hongjun’s forehead. The white light dispersed, illuminating the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood that filled the battlefield. In the shadows cast by the light of that lamp, the memories came: the flamboyant debauchery in Pingkang Li, the parasol tree in the Exorcism Department bathing in the light of the summer sun, the swirling sand and fluttering snow of Saiwai, the clear, spring-like sound of A-Tai’s song, the new green leaves that Mo Rigen and Lu Xu picked, the flying brushstrokes of Qiu Yongsi’s pen, which evolved into immortal verses that graced Li Bai’s cup —

A young nobleman strolled through the Eastern Market of Chang’an,

Enjoying the breeze as he rode his white horse on a silver saddle.

After admiring the falling flowers, where does he like to go?

He smiles as he enters a Hu-run wine shop.

Tianbao Fuyao Lu [Manhua]

Synopsis:
Tianbao Period.

Kong Hongjun, a young man who was ignorant of worldly affairs, came to Chang'an with three important tasks and entered the Great Tang's Exorcist Department. Inside the department, he led a ragtag group of yao-vanquishing experts together with Li Jinglong, commander of the Longwu Army.

And this, is the story of how they wrote out the Great Tang's Yao-vanquishing Records.

Tianbao Fuyao Lu [Audio Drama]

Synopsis:
Ten-thousand yaos are plaguing Chang'an. The nine-colored Deer God has appeared.

The city is besieged by corpses and ghosts. An-Shi Rebellion breaks out...

Like a heavenly steed soaring across the skies, the cause and effects are reversed.

For life or for death, however separated.

Media Production Group:

Production: MaoerFM, Binjiang Studio

Original Work: @非天夜翔

Executive Producer: @砾小蔓

Dubbing Director: Binjiang @边江de围脖

Screenwriter: Zhouzhou @洲洲-瀛洲越客

Post-production: @魔渔队

Poster Artist: @阿嘎

Poster Production: Level 7

 

Dubbing Cast:

Qing Xiong: Wei Chao @超大魏

Kong Hongjun: Koi @217锦鲤

Li Jinglong: Binjiang @边江de围脖

Qiu Yongsi: DK @NeoDarkshad

Mo Rigen: Lingfei @凌飞de微博

Ah Tai: Liu Sicen @我叫刘思岑

Carp yao: North Star @北辰M

Wu Qiyu: Xiaomi @CV小米

Bixi: Senior Dragon @尊龙狂舞

Announcer: Phantom Voice @魅影之聲大胖胖瘦改

Others: @边江工作室

Dinghai Fusheng Records [Audio Drama]

Synopsis:
Immortal arts, magic weapons, magical powers, and the boundless spiritual qi between heaven and earth vanished into obscurity overnight, and all exorcists turned to mere mortals.

Three hundred years later, the Five Hus traversed the pass, it was a prelude to an era of great turmoil in China. They heralded the end of the world, where thousands of drought fiends stalked the night —— the collapse of the Divine Land is imminent.

Fortunately, within this long, dark night where silence had fallen on all magic, a lone star still glistened brightly on the horizon.

The Heart Lamp appeared, illuminating the vast expanse around it. A sixteen-year-old young man, who will end his life on his twentieth birthday, embarked on a journey to reclaim the spiritual qi of heaven and earth that had been sealed away —— only four years remain.

The road ahead was filled with countless thistles and thorns, and it seemed improbable for him to succeed.

 

Chen Xing: "The important thing is that I'm the last exorcist in this world, yet the only magic I am capable of is emitting light. What can I do?"

Wait patiently then. When the Dinghai Pearl reappears on earth, the uncertain trajectory of everyone's fates will be completely disrupted before converging once more.

Chen Xing: "Could I be partnered with a more normal Protector Martial God?"

Isn't your Protector really skilled in fighting?

Chen Xing: "He is good at fighting, but when he loses it he'll hit even me......"

There's nothing that can be done about that, you can only blame yourself for losing yourself to lust.

Post Training Notice: National First-Class Registered Exorcist

Synopsis:
Chi Xiaoduo is a single man who seeks after a high intrinsic quality of a person in love. At the age of twenty-six, his love history was still blank. In his endeavor to increase his experience, he met Xiang Cheng, who had come from the countryside and entered the big city in an awkward situation.

Chi Xiaoduo, a mola fish, was instantly subjugated by his lofty and handsome image and worshiped this man as a male god. After several encounters, he surprisingly discovered that this male god was not only extremely handsome but also had an unknown profession - an exorcist.

Right now, Chi Xiaoduo felt somewhat ruffled by the spring breeze of love.

JJWXC Synopsis:

Phoenixes drifted around the silent mountain ridges with their wings widespread, scattering glittering dust in their wake that spiraled  towards the world.

The vastness of the universe flickered in the stars. Lying on the bamboo raft in Chi Xiaoduo's arms, Xiang Cheng, slowly opened his eyes.

"It's called homesickness." Xiang Cheng said. "If you don't see the world, you wouldn't think of returning."

-

A torrential downpour engulfed the city. The dark clouds in the sky were densely covered by hordes of yaomos running about in the dark night.

Chen Zhen, holding the steering wheel with one hand, thoughtfully said to Chi Xiaoduo, "The living are merely passing travelers, the dead return to their eternal homes. The heavens and the earth are an inn; for all our grief we inevitably return to dust."

-

It's spring once again, the air was filled with a flurry of peach blossoms.

Chi Xiaoduo leaned on Xiang Cheng's chest and looked up at the clear blue sky.

"Frankly," Chi Xiaoduo earnestly said, "it’s not bad to be an exorcist.”

Xiang Cheng gave a genuine smile and said nothing. He held Chi Xiaoduo in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed his hair.