Don’t Call Me a Fortune-Teller, I’m a Fairy

What the heck?

Doesn't Master always say, “When people die, their feet point skyward”?

So how can I still be standing firmly on the ground after I died?

A quick calculation tells me: wow, I've been reincarnated right where I was!

But, you rotten Heavens, I spent my whole life doing good deeds, helping the needy, and saving lives. Maybe my merit wasn't immeasurable, but I had at least a little, didn't I? Are you blind and heartless in your old age?

A mother who pines for her first love and wears a long face every day; a father who's materialistic, cunning, and favors sons over daughters; a younger brother with no prince's destiny but all the symptoms of prince syndrome...

Is this whole house of weirdos here to test my Daoist resolve?

Fine, then. Let's see how this celestial beauty can smash these oddballs to pieces!