Before my master ascended to immortality, he told me the Taoist temple’s account was almost empty, and we couldn’t even afford next month’s electricity bill.
“Disciple, the only way to restore our Xuanyuan Temple’s reputation is for you to go down the mountain and make your mark.”
Clutching the peachwood sword and QR-code payment sign my master had left me, I stood at the foot of the mountain on a trendy shopping street, completely lost.
Then one day, during a livestream call, a red-clad female ghost was crouched behind the rising starlet on the other end of the screen.
“Master, save me! I’ll send you ten rockets!” she typed with trembling fingers.
I glanced at the low-balance notification on my phone, and my peachwood sword flashed out of its sheath.
Later, the trending topics exploded: #HottestTaoistExorcistGoesLive# #MetaphysicalLivestreamTakesDownShowbiz#
When a special government agency came knocking, I was counting my tips to buy instant noodles. “Official partnership? Does it come with social insurance and a housing fund?”
The pace is a bit fast, but this is a book with potential. Pay attention to the author. The conflict points in the story are not enough. Try to have the explosive points in the first 20 chapters, otherwise you will easily get tired while reading. After all, not many people have the patience to read 50 chapters now 😄