Volume Four: Buddha Saves No One, Only I, the Demon, Can-The Birth of the Media (Part One)

How vast was the world? How could a frog at the bottom of a well, staring up at the sky, understand? What did the Immortal Realm hold? Zhang Shu, accustomed to throwing his weight around on the Pinglu Plains, had even less idea.

Under Zhang Shu's extravagance, the Zhang Household's deficit had grown by the day until they could barely make ends meet. Instead of trying to improve matters, the young master spent every day dreaming up ways to make a windfall. He had already fleeced the same sheep several times, but it was nowhere near enough. Not only had he squeezed little money out of them, he had stirred up so much resentment that the Zhang Household could barely contain it.

One day, with nothing better to do, Young Master Zhang was "inspecting" his family's territory when he happened to spot Luo Qian. He was about to go over and squeeze something out of him, but his servants nearly died of fright and risked their lives to hold him back. "Young master, you mustn't! That's Boss Luo's residence!"

Young Master Zhang usually devoted all his thoughts to seducing widows and bullying young women. He paid little attention to affairs in the Immortal Realm, so he asked casually, "Boss Luo? Is he rich?" His servant answered honestly, "Not just rich. He's incredibly rich!" Young Master Zhang's eyes lit up. Such a fat sheep had been grazing peacefully right under his nose for years. What a mistake—what an enormous mistake...

What happened next was simple: Young Master Zhang demanded payment in Jade Clarity Heaven, and Boss Luo bore a grudge against the Lewd Rat.

Luo Qian had obtained the Myriad Incarnations Technique, but had no "cook" to practice it. He sent Hao Renqiang to make inquiries and learned that Zhang Shu