Master Comes Down the Mountain: the Goddess Wants to Give Me Tens of Billions of Wealth

"Master, as long as you help me cure my breast-holding syndrome, I will be yours!" "Ah, I am really pregnant with a ghost fetus. Master, please save me. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you!" The male protagonist was confused, where is my gorgeous beautician? … When masters go down the mountain, they don't just fight and kill all day long. More often, they use various secret techniques to solve the problems of beauties and earn a little bit of money on the way. In life, there must be some palette, don't you think? (The introduction is too weak, please move to the text)