I'm Just a Fake Taoist, So How Did I Marry a Monster?

Exorcising ghosts, walking yin paths, feng shui and fate reading, Daoist mystic arts... I don't know how to do any of that. I'm just an ordinary fake Daoist. I only want to make a little money from the few tricks of the trade passed down through my family, enough to get by. Then one day, I received a text from my father, who had been missing for a long time. Son, your old man found you a wife! Driven by curiosity, I went to meet the woman the old man had picked out as his daughter-in-law before he'd even said hello. From then on, my life changed dramatically. Suppressive witchcraft, gluttonous demon caverns, the Ten Directions Daoist Sects, the Mountain and River Monster Gathering. Humans, gods, ghosts, demons, monsters, imps, and spirits: every faction was eyeing what I had. My demon-emperor wife, with ten thousand years of cultivation, swept a hand and declared imperiously: "With me here, let's see who dares lay a hand on him!"