The eldest young master of the Jiang family was born with a peculiar constitution—devoid of yin or yang energy. His grandfather prophesied a fate full of calamities and a tragically short life, telling him to accumulate virtue and good deeds to prolong his lifespan. Thus, Jiang Ciwu, a spoiled slacker who spent his days indulging in pleasures and idleness, inherited his grandfather’s failing incense shop. By day, the shop was empty. By night, it was *packed* with ghosts. Facing the ferocious, menacing spirits, Jiang Ciwu grinned: "Thanks for nature’s generous gift." The next day, the shop launched a grand opening promotion: "Public Appreciation Event! Ghost-Hunting Experience, 100 per person. Limited slots, first come first served. No takeouts allowed." The ghosts: "???" * Later, Jiang Ciwu became a sensation across *both* realms, swarmed by media interviews. Utterly unbothered, he spouted nonsense: "I persuade ghosts with virtue, unrestrained by the Five Phases, transcending the Six Realms. Even the King of Hell greets me as 'Boss Jiang'." Grandfather: "???" King of Hell: "Indeed."