The old apartment building his family had owned for generations was facing forced demolition, and Lu Chen had only eight yuan and fifty cents to his name.
A divine thunderbolt struck down the severely wounded Dragon King of the Eastern Sea. Lu Chen produced a rusty wrench and a contract. "Unclog toilets to cover the rent. If you don't sign, the thunder will strike you."
The Old Dragon King dropped to his knees on the spot. "I'll sign! I'll sign! Could I get an ice-cold cola when I'm done unclogging it?!"
In the final age of the Dharma, the immortal and mortal worlds are worlds apart. Only Lu Chen's old building can shield people from the heavenly tribulations.
A nine-tailed fox became a security guard and streamer in the gatehouse, the God of Wealth coached people on shorting the stock market in the basement, the socially anxious Erlang Shen patrolled at night and fixed televisions, and Nezha called Lu Chen big brother so he could play video games...
When the orthodox cultivation sects of prestigious lineages launched a major assault, Lu Chen calmly brandished the property management seal:
"Illegal obstruction of the road. Everyone is banned from passing! Old Zhao, come out and collect the scrap metal!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.