Welcome, Master Hu San

After Hu Jiuli failed his tribulation, he became a spirit medium attached to a minor cannon-fodder character.

Known throughout the underworld as: Lord Hu the Third!

When he woke, he was sitting on a one-legged offering table. The house was bare, and the incense burned weakly.

On the left was the first line: Cultivate yourself deep in the mountains;

On the right was the second line: Leave the ancient cave and make your name known far and wide.

Above his head was the horizontal inscription: Every prayer answered!

Hu Jiuli: "I'll answer your XX!"

If he wanted to regain his immortal status, he had to accumulate merit.

But when he looked at his spirit medium, he saw someone lacking talent, timid and spineless, with no understanding of magic. They couldn't even get a single divination right, and their life-saving three-step move, "bite his tail, kick his peach, then smack the back of his head with a brick," was a complete mess.

With no other choice, Hu Jiuli had to tuck his tail into his waistband and take the job himself. "Out of the way. Let a professional handle this!"

A stunningly beautiful, immensely capable fox spirit who gets riled up at the slightest provocation. This is just a draft of the blurb; I'll polish it before starting the story.

Theme: Don't do bad things.