The Eccentric Mystic Returns, Leaving the Beijing Heir Laughing Himself Silly

“Crack, crack, crack…” After getting up from a nap too quickly, Zhou Zhou saw the ancestors of the Xuantian Temple manifest and start spitting out gold coins. The ancestor in the center seat jiggled the twenty-jin gold bangle on his left wrist. “The new Celestial Mother has just made a rule: before getting promoted, you have to clear out your belongings. Not a single thing obtained in the lower realm can be brought to the upper realm.” “So?” “For the sake of our future, you’re the only junior from the Xuantian Temple who hasn’t ascended. You need to help us spend all our savings without breaking the Celestial Mother’s new rules!” “Don’t worry, Ancestors. I guarantee I’ll get the job done!” I may not know how to make money, but I sure know how to spend it! But it wasn’t long before Zhou Zhou, who’d been looking forward to becoming a spendthrift for generations, stopped smiling. Would giving money away for no reason bring down heavenly retribution? Then she’d spend it on what it was earned for. Fortune-telling, face-reading, feng shui, ghost-hunting, exorcisms… But, but, but… what is wrong with you people? I helped you, and you not only refuse to take my gold coins, you’re giving them back to me!!! … After finally finding the woman who could change his fate, the young heir of the capital’s elite waved a hand. “Run her over!” The assistant in the driver’s seat was sweating buckets. “Wait, Young Master Chen? Is this how people in your circle are courting women these days?”