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Qianyang grabbed a bag of dried sweet potatoes and tore it open.
“Life down the mountain is convenient, but too noisy.
Not good for cultivation.
Aside from the food, it’s not even one tenth as pleasant as when I lived alone on the mountain,” Qianyang couldn’t help but remark.
– When is Brother Wang coming back?
– Waiting.
– I hope the streamer isn’t just boasting.
– The streamer is alone down the mountain?
How does she manage?
Qianyang said, “I grew some vegetables myself.”
– No meat?
– What about the other people at the Daoist temple?
“I eat meat.
Sometimes spiritual creatures bring dying members of their kind to my door.”
– Holy shit?
– They just come to you?
– Amazing.
Just then, Brother Wang, who had left a short while ago, reconnected to the call.
“Master, my daughter is back.”
Brother Wang’s camera shook a little, first pointing at the ceiling, then slowly turning downward.
Half of Brother Wang’s body appeared in the frame.
Next to him was a hospital bed, where a little girl in blue-and-white striped hospital pajamas sat propped against the headboard.
The little girl had pale skin, curved eyes, and a gentle smile.
“Hello, sister,” the little girl said.
She wore a breathing mask, her cheeks thin.
A small mole near her mouth disappeared into her dimples when she smiled.
“Hello.”
Qianyang gave a slight nod.
– Holy shit…
– Such an adorable little girl!
– Oh my god!
She looks so frail.
– This is definitely not scripted.
You can’t fake that look of long-term suffering.
– Sob sob, such a pitiful baby.
“Sister, my name is Yingying.
Can you help me find Little Black?” the little girl asked expectantly.
“Sure,” Qianyang said.
“Really?”
Yingying’s excitement was visibly rising.
Her breathing couldn’t keep up, and she let out a heartbreaking cough.
– My heart aches so much.
– Streamer, don’t make promises you can’t keep.
How disappointed will the little girl be if you fail?
– Such a sweet little darling…
– I’d trade sixty years of some human trafficker’s life for Yingying’s health!
Qianyang observed Yingying through the camera and replied, “I’m not lying to you.
But first, be a good girl and hold out both your hands so sister can see your palms.”
“Okay!”
The camera zoomed out.
Yingying extended her pale hands and opened her palms toward Qianyang.
Qianyang carefully examined the lines on her palms.
Her relaxed brow slowly furrowed.
Brother Wang asked nervously, “Master, what is it?”
– I’m so nervous!
– Streamer, don’t be so serious.
I’m getting scared.
– Don’t make mysteries out of nothing…
The tips in the stream pushed Qianyang back into the Trending Top 100.
Some new viewers poured in, and the viewership exceeded four hundred.
– ???
– The stream content isn’t what I expected?
– Is this the surprise?
– Newcomers, don’t report.
– Just keep watching.
[Moderator 9958: Don’t worry.
I can confirm the streamer is not in the wrong category.]
[Moderator 9958: I’m nervous!!!]
– Holy crap?
– A moderator showed up this fast?
– Qing Ning official is pretty sharp.
– Duh.
What platform gets this kind of performance from a new streamer on their first day?
The stream was bustling.
But Qianyang lowered her gaze, her expression grave.
“Yingying, I want to say something to your father alone,” Qianyang said.
“It’s okay, sister.”
Yingying looked up earnestly.
“I know I’m not well.
I might have to go to another world pretty soon.”
Qianyang paused for two seconds.
“Where’s Brother Wang?”
Brother Wang sighed.
“Master, just say it directly.”
– Yingying knows about her condition…
– She seems so wise beyond her years!
– No!
– Sob sob.
Qianyang pressed her lips together.
“Yingying’s fate chart is bad.
Someone in her ancestry did evil, and the karma has fallen on her.”
“What?”
Brother Wang’s voice shot up.
“Th-That can’t be possible?”
– Huh???
– Wait, what??
– Holy shit!!
Brother Wang grew visibly agitated.
“How is that possible?
Even if someone in my ancestry did evil, what does that have to do with Yingying?
How could the karma fall on her?”
Yingying sensed her father’s emotional shift and gently held his fingers to soothe him.
The little girl was born weak but precocious.
What a pity.
“Things like karmic retribution aren’t decided by mortals.
Accumulating virtue benefits one’s descendants.
Accumulating resentment naturally falls on descendants as well.”
Brother Wang’s voice became lost.
“Then why isn’t it me?
Why isn’t it falling on me?”
Qianyang asked, puzzled, “Isn’t it falling on you right now?”
Brother Wang froze, momentarily speechless.
– Sigh…
– The streamer makes sense.
The karma falls on Yingying, but Brother Wang is suffering too.
– Oh man, so what exactly did Brother Wang’s ancestors do?
Qianyang glanced at the comments and said casually, “Only they would know.”
– Brother Wang, the streamer clearly has real skill.
You might as well just say it.
– I’ve dabbled in the occult, just a bit.
Even I can see Yingying’s fate chart is strange.
– What exactly did they do?
After a long moment, a sigh came through the camera.
Brother Wang gave a bitter smile.
“Master, do you know why I trust you so much?”
Qianyang said, “Because I have real skill.”
– …
– Be humble!
– It would be hilarious if she’s proven wrong.
Brother Wang said, “My grandfather also knew the Object-Locating Art, actually.”
– Holy shit???
– So you two are basically from the same tradition??
– Huh???
– That stuff is real?
Qianyang nodded.
“And then?”
The Object-Locating Art was an utterly ordinary basic technique.
Though its effectiveness varied from person to person, people who could use it were certainly not rare.
Brother Wang continued, “When I was young, I learned from my grandfather too.
Unfortunately, he said I had no innate potential and couldn’t learn these things.
Precisely because I know the secrets behind it, when I saw someone as young as you presenting yourself as a teacher, I spoke rudely…”
– Hiss…
– No wonder Brother Wang backed down immediately.
Turns out she really has skill.
“Your grandfather was right.
You indeed have no innate potential.
You couldn’t learn it.”
Brother Wang chuckled bitterly and went on, “Master, then do you know about a hand seal very similar to the Object-Locating Art?”
Qianyang raised an eyebrow.
“The Fetching Art?
Your grandfather could perform that?
He was a pretty good talent.”
“Master, you really do have genuine knowledge.”
Brother Wang’s voice was bitter, his sighs unending.
“Back then, our family was poor.
Often we didn’t know where the next meal would come from.
So my grandfather used this technique to steal from others…”
“No wonder.”
Qianyang let out a scornful laugh.
“A cultivator using occult arts to harm others.
For the karma to fall on your daughter and only make her naturally frail—that’s already lucky.”
– Whoa???
– The Fetching Art—can it fetch anything?
– Can I learn it?
– Is it really that magical?
Brother Wang was silent for a moment.
“Master, how do we break this?
Or… can we transfer the karma to me?
Just stop torturing Yingying.”
Qianyang said, “Didn’t I already tell you?
There was once a chance to save your daughter’s life.”
“…That cat?”
Brother Wang gasped.
– That cat!!
– Holy shit!!!
– But they didn’t take the cat in!
– Oh my god…
– How will Brother Wang and his family live with this…
Qianyang took a bite of dried sweet potato.
“That’s right.”
“That cat was a life-saving charm that your daughter earned with her own kindness.”
Compared to everyone else’s shock and pity, Qianyang was very calm, as if she were stating something ordinary.
– The streamer is so cold.
– A life is at stake, and she’s still eating.
So annoying.
– Wow?
What are you, some saint?
– People die every second of every day.
Do you mourn all of them?
[Moderator 9958: Please mind your language.]
[Moderator 9958: A master sees things differently from ordinary people.
Don’t project your own standards onto her.]
– Moderator GOAT.
– Moderator awesome.
Qianyang glanced at the comments without taking them to heart.
What mattered was that the stream was growing hotter.
The viewership was about to break five hundred.
“The reason I said your daughter is lucky is that her fate chart is not an inevitable death sentence.”
Brother Wang was overjoyed.
“Master, how do we break it?”
Qianyang said, “Don’t get too excited.
Based on her fate chart, what that high monk said was correct.
She was born weak, prone to early death.
Before eighteen, she will face many hardships and be plagued by misfortune.”
Qianyang’s words made everyone’s hearts pound.
Then she pivoted.
“However, once she passes the eighteen-year mark, after that, everything will go smoothly.
The path will be clear.”
Brother Wang’s voice trembled uncontrollably.
“Master, does that mean if we just find that cat, Yingying can survive this great trial…”
Qianyang shook her head slightly.
“…Too late.”
Those two calm words exploded in the stream like a thunderclap, deafening.
“What…” Brother Wang’s fingers trembled.
His phone fell onto the hospital bed, picked up by a pair of tiny hands.
“That black cat was a spiritual creature.
With it by her side, Yingying would have been safe.
But even spiritual creatures have limited lifespans.
It likely knew its time was near, that it couldn’t accompany Yingying through the eighteen-year hurdle.
So it shed its mortal shell, reincarnated as a kitten, to grow up with Yingying.”
– Oh my heavens.
– The cat… sob sob.
– A life-saving charm that Yingying earned herself!
– Then find it again!
– The world cannot be without cats… sob sob.
Brother Wang murmured, “Then… why…”
Qianyang said, “After a spiritual creature dies, its soul should cultivate in the mountains and rivers.
It forced a reincarnation, exhausting its spiritual energy.
If it had reunited with Yingying earlier, it could have used its remaining spiritual energy to nourish her body.
But too much time passed.
Its body weakened, its spiritual energy scattered.
Now it is probably just an ordinary stray cat.
It cannot protect your daughter anymore.”
“What…” Brother Wang’s voice trembled violently.
“How could this be…”
“What do I do… I… what do I do…”
– Sob sob, both Yingying and the kitten are so pitiful.
– A life-saving charm Yingying earned herself… sob sob.
– The cat gave up its cultivation to grow up with her… sob sob, but Grandma wouldn’t let it in…
– Such a tiny kitten, so frail, wandering outside… Oh my god.
– Crying.
– Don’t blame Grandma.
She didn’t know either.
– Sob sob, Master, what can be done?
– The cat has been wandering outside for so long… Is it okay?
– Winter is coming soon.
What will happen to Yingying and the cat…
“Wahhh…”
A crying sound suddenly came from beside her.
Qianyang turned her head.
Yang Mao was sobbing, tears streaming down his face.
“Master, is the cat still alive?”
Yang Mao choked out.
Qianyang casually grabbed a tissue and handed it to him.
“In theory, yes.
But…”
She hesitated.
“…It is now just an ordinary stray cat, weaker than other kittens.
If you find it, you need to take care of it until the end of its natural life.
Otherwise, you will definitely face retribution.
If you leave it alone now, the cause and effect are not yet complete, so there will be no consequences.”
“Even so, do you still want to find it?”
Brother Wang was presumably crying.
He was too choked up to speak.
“Sister, yes.”
At that moment, a young but determined voice came through.
Yingying looked seriously at Qianyang on the screen and said in a clear voice, “Sisyter, this winter is very cold.
A little kitten like that won’t survive it.”
This winter is very cold.
And it wasn’t just a stray kitten that wouldn’t survive.
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