The Great Emperor of Fengdu returned to power, with nothing left in his estate but half a broken dragon throne. The Heavenly Court charged rent for its territory, the Buddhist sect took a cut for delivering souls, and his employees had gone three thousand years without pay.
The Emperor smiled. "I'll accept the tribute. We'll settle the accounts separately."
Once the underworld network went live, offerings came in instantly. Once the livestream started, the Three Realms tuned in. Once the marketplace launched, all the worlds began doing business.
The Supreme Lord Laozi put Nine-Turn Resurrection Pills up for sale and wasn't paying taxes? Where is Zhou Qi, Central Ghost Emperor?
Someone complained that Zhu Bajie's socks bearing Chang'e's name on the Underworld Taobao site were counterfeit, saying they even had leg hair on them. King Pingdeng, log the complaint. Have the Inspection Bureau go investigate.
An old mortal woman traded a hen for a hundred-year-old ginseng root from Qingqiu? A fair deal, freely agreed to by both sides. The Underworld only takes a cut of the sales.
Secluding yourself to cultivate? That's outdated. Cultivation through the earth's way is all about the internet and the economy: attain the Dao through Wi-Fi, become a Buddha through livestreaming, and turn incense offerings into cultivation.
So, all you gods and Buddhas in the heavens...
Are you ready to race against Me?
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