After Jiang Zhi slept for over a hundred years, she opened her eyes, cursed under her breath, grabbed her talismans, and got to work earning a living!
The trouble was that the spiritual ley lines of the mortal realm had run dry, and the mystic sects were in decline and useless. Now, ominous clouds were gathering over modern-day Daxia, with resentful entities and strange occurrences appearing everywhere.
And her husband was still lying in his coffin. In Daxia, where spiritual energy was scarce, she could only keep him fed with precious treasures from heaven and earth.
One dose of medicine for her deadbeat husband emptied her bank account.
He chewed old ginseng like a carrot and gulped down rare medicinal ingredients at every meal.
Even so, she only managed to restore a little of his flesh.
No fortune could stand up to spending like this! And the two of them had only just woken up!
A thousand years of savings vanished in the blink of an eye. They were so broke they had less to their name than the clothes on their backs.
Jiang Zhi cursed the stingy Heavenly Way that took all the merit but never did a thing. Then she swept across Daxia with a single Five-Thunder Strike, became the mystic world's ancestor and the savior of all, and earned the title of "Calamity God" as she banished evil and resentment to bring peace to the world.
Of course, her fees were outrageous!
She had to save her husband, but she also had to save money. Otherwise, when would she ever be able to live in that courtyard house?
I'm talking to you, you good-for-nothing who lies around all day and gets struck by lightning! Get up already and give your wife a hand!
[Greedy, one-strike-clears-the-world Beauty] Great-Grandma × [Doting, struck by lightning as soon as he leaves his coffin] Mystic Ancestor
The "Calamity God" ancestor is summoning thunder again today. Her "deadbeat" husband draws hundreds of talismans, helping his wife ascend to the throne of "Daxia's Bane of Resentful Entities."
· The Special Affairs Office comes asking her to dispel a haunting
Jiang Zhi raises her hand and summons a bolt of lightning. The newly born evil spirit is wiped out, along with the national treasure. Peace in pieces.
· The Fuling Sect kneels and begs her to save its successor
Even a hundred-billion-yuan property development can't withstand five bolts of lightning. The junior is safe and sound, but all that remains of the development is a single roof beam.
· A resentful entity tries to harm her deadbeat husband's spirit
Ancestor Jiang doesn't waste a word. She summons three bolts of heavenly lightning in a row. The thing is already gone, and she keeps striking!
Everyone: Ancestor, please stop striking! Even the government is running out of food supplies!
Jiang Zhi (taking the talisman her husband hands her): Who cares about you? Let the thunder come!
The author created the mystic arts and spells in this story, and has done their best to make them plausible.
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Theme: May peace reign throughout the world
