This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

That evening, Fang Zijian posted another message on his WeChat Moments.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't post those exaggerated photos; he only posted a short message:

"I chatted with Xia En today, and something he said really stuck with me: 'I solve their problems, they give me money, and I use that money to do more good deeds. Doesn't that boost the economy and stimulate consumption?'"

"A Taoist priest, doing the most practical things in the simplest way. The strongest spokesperson of Longhu Mountain, Master Xia, who cultivates both physical and magical arts, truly lives up to his name."

This time, the comments section exploded even more.

"Boost the economy? Taoist priests boost the economy? What kind of operation is this?"

"Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense."

"He handled paranormal events, protecting the lives and property of the people. He collected money, spent it, and stimulated domestic demand. He turned it over to the Celestial Master's Mansion, which used the money to repair cultural relics and support Taoist disciples. This is truly a contribution to society!!!!"

"So Shane isn't just a Taoist priest, he's also an economist?"

"Upstairs, he's not an economist, he's a shrewd person. He knows his own value and how to use it to create more value."

"The strongest spokesperson for Longhu Mountain! I accept this title!"

"Master Xia, who cultivates both physical and magical arts, can fight, make money, and even talk about economics. What kind of divine Taoist is this?"

……

The news quickly reached Longhu Mountain, where Zhang Jingxuan was having a meal.

Zhang Jingqing rushed in with her phone and showed him the post on her WeChat Moments.

After reading it, Zhang Jingxuan remained silent for a long time. Then he put down his chopsticks and smiled.

"That kid,"

He said, "He's more eloquent than me."

Zhang Jingqing sighed from the side.

"Master, my junior brother... he's truly a talent. He's good at fighting, good at making money, and good at reasoning. Has our Celestial Master's Mansion ever produced someone like him in hundreds of years?"

Zhang Jingxuan thought for a moment. "No."

"How did he do that?"

Zhang Jingxuan paused for a moment, then said, "Because he doesn't care what others think of him."

Zhang Jingqing was taken aback.

"When others become Taoist masters, they must have an otherworldly demeanor, be pure of heart and free from desires, not talk about money, and not be involved in worldly affairs."

Zhang Jingxuan said, "But Xia En doesn't care about these things. He believes in taking money when he should and spending money when he should. He's not pretentious, artificial, or aloof. So what he says and does makes people more credible."

He looked out the window at Longhu Mountain, where the setting sun was turning the entire mountain golden.

"He was not a Taoist master in the traditional sense. But he was a true Taoist master."

That night, Xia En received a WeChat message.

It was posted by Zhang Jingxuan, and it only contained one sentence:

"The strongest spokesperson for Longhu Mountain, that's a good title. I'll make a banner for it later."

Xia En stared at the message for a long time, then replied with a single word: "No."

Zhang Jingxuan replied instantly: "It's already done."

Xia En: "..."

He threw his phone on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

"My master is..."

A muffled sound came from under the pillow, "Really."

But the corners of his mouth were turned up really high.

The next day, Fang Zijian published an article on his self-media platform titled "The Strongest Spokesperson of Longhu Mountain: Master Xia Tian's Economics of Cultivating Both Material and Legal Aspects".

The article details Xia En's words: "So what if I love money? Do you think my talismans are free?"

"These days, everything is expensive."

"I solve their problems, they provide me with money, and I use that money to do more good deeds. Doesn't that boost the economy and stimulate consumption?"

In the last paragraph of the article, Fang Zijian wrote the following sentence:

"He wasn't greedy; he understood. He understood his own value, the meaning of money, and how to use his skills to help more people."

"He was a Taoist priest, but he understood economics better than many economists. He was an ordinary person, but he understood kindness better than many saints."

This article has been read over 20 million times.

For the first time, Xia En's name truly went viral.

It's not just paranormal enthusiasts who are starting to know about it; ordinary people are also beginning to find out.

In the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, there lived a young Taoist priest who was skilled in both physical and magical arts. He was good at fighting, making money, and even explaining economics.

Some call him "the top salesman of the Celestial Master's Mansion", some call him "the strongest spokesperson of Longhu Mountain", and some call him "Master Xia, who cultivates both physical and magical arts".

But most people call him "that Taoist priest who understands economics".

Xia En himself didn't care about these titles at all.

He lay in the courtyard of Qingheju, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, staring blankly at the sky.

Fang Zijian squatted on the steps scrolling through his phone, Liu Ruyan sat next to him reading a book, Shen Ye held a porcelain jar and leaned against the wall, and the female ghost Cuihua dozed off by the well.

Everything was as usual. The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was gentle.

"Xia En," Fang Zijian suddenly spoke up, "someone online has given you a new nickname."

"What?"

"The top livestreaming e-commerce influencer in Longhu Mountain".

Xia En paused for a moment. "Live-streaming sales? What kind of sales?"

"Talisman paper. They say you're the king of talisman paper sales because you alone have driven up the price of talisman paper across the country."

Xia En: "..."

Liu Ruyan burst out laughing.

Fang Zijian continued reading the commentary:

"Since Xia En became popular, the price of talisman paper has increased by 30%. Yellow paper has risen from five yuan a sheet to fifteen yuan, and cinnabar has risen from one hundred yuan per tael to three hundred yuan."

"Is this the Shane Effect?"

Xia En's lips twitched. "What does this have to do with me?"

"Of course it concerns you. You use hundreds of talismans a month, no wonder the talisman shop owner raises prices."

Xia En remained silent for a long time.

Then he sighed.

"These days, everything is getting more expensive. Talismans are more expensive, cinnabar is more expensive, rent is more expensive, but my fees haven't gone up."

Fang Zijian was taken aback. "You haven't increased your value yet? Didn't you increase it from 100,000 to 500,000?"

"That's for major clients."

Shane said, "I haven't increased my orders for ordinary people."

"The cost of a spirit possession is still 5,000, an exorcism is still 20,000, and a ritual to deliver the soul is still 10,000."

Fang Zijian fell silent.

He suddenly remembered what Xia En had said earlier.

"I solve their problems, and they give me money."

The "they" he referred to were not the wealthy business owners, but ordinary people.

Ordinary people who are troubled by evil spirits, have nowhere to turn, and have nowhere to turn for help.

This person claims to love money, but money is never on his mind.

"Shane,"

Fang Zijian said, "Do you know what people call you online?"

"What?"

"The strongest spokesperson for Longhu Mountain".

Xia En didn't say anything.

"Some people say you are the most down-to-earth person in the Celestial Masters community. Because you don't pretend, you're not pretentious, you accept money when you're supposed to, and you do your job when you're supposed to."

"You don't see yourself as a god or a saint. You are just yourself, a Taoist priest who knows thunder magic, talismans, martial arts, and can also talk about economics."

Xia En took the lollipop out of his mouth and looked at the sugar residue left on the stick.

"A spokesperson is fine, then."

He said, "Anyway, as long as I can stimulate consumption, that's fine."

He threw the stick into the trash can and closed his eyes.

Fang Zijian looked at him and suddenly smiled.

This person is truly uniquely dashing.

……