Chapter 19 Part 1: A Wish Beyond Reincarnation

The crying stopped abruptly at that moment.

 

A gentle breeze stirred the flowers at the door.

The delicate, vivid petals trembled lightly in the air.

The fragrance of the blossoms, carried by the wind, brushed against hanging wind chimes, which rang out softly—ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.

 

The woman who had been covering her face and weeping slowly straightened her bent back.

Tears dampened strands of hair sticking to her chin.

She lowered her trembling hands, revealing eyes blurred with tears, and looked at Cangcang in confusion.

“…What?”

Qin Yizhen’s voice was as light as a feather, as if confirming something.

 

Cangcang stepped back half a step in bewilderment, only to have Qin Yizhen suddenly grab her wrist.

That hand was unfamiliar and cold, trembling.

 

She tried to pull away in panic, but Qin Yizhen held on with all her strength, as if clutching her last lifeline.

 

“You… what did you say?”

Qin Yizhen’s pupils quaked, desperately seeking an answer.

 

Cangcang’s face went pale.

At a loss, she said, “Auntie, I should go…”

Just then, a sigh came through her earpiece.

 

“Cangcang, she is watching you,” Qianyang reminded.

 

Cangcang’s struggle stopped abruptly.

A sound like a choked sob escaped her throat.

 

Qin Yizhen cupped Cangcang’s face with both hands, brushed the hair away from her face, looked at her intently, and wept.

Tears fell like raindrops, one after another.

 

“Xinxin… Xinxin?

Is that you?

You are… you are… you are my Xinxin!”

 

Cangcang was stunned.

Qin Yizhen pulled her tightly into her arms.

Then the live stream screen went dark, and heart-wrenching sobs rang out.

 

– Oh my god…

– Sob sob, tears breaking.

– AHHHHHH why is this so tear-jerking.

– Mom must have thought Xinxin had already passed away.

– Sob sob, both Xinxin and Yueyue are precious good girls.

– I’m a grown man crying like a dog…

– So emotional.

– …

 

“Wahhh…” Yang Mao let out a whimper.

Qianyang handed him a tissue.

 

“Master, did you know all along?

That it wasn’t the ghost sister who couldn’t find her way home, but Cangcang who couldn’t find her way home.”

Yang Mao asked tearfully.

 

Qianyang didn’t answer directly.

She said to Cangcang, who was wearing earpieces, “Cangcang, didn’t I tell you?

After twenty, your life will get better.”

 

“Wah…”

Cangcang’s muffled sobs came through.

 

“Wah… you are…”

They held each other tightly.

The phone hanging on her chest was squeezed and fell off.

The camera angled diagonally toward the ceiling, but still showed the mother and daughter crying in each other’s arms on the chair.

 

– Thank you, streamer!

– I never expected the one who truly needed to go home was Cangcang.

– The deceased sister guided her lost older sister to find her way home.

That’s so heartbreaking.

– Even in death, the sister still cared about her older sister.

– Sob sob, even I, a woman with a heart as venomous as a scorpion, couldn’t help crying.

– …

– The streamer is amazing!

– I declare, Qianyang is the one true god of the occult streaming zone.

No objections, right?

– Two hundred yuan in tips helped reunite a mother and daughter, saving a family.

– Qianyang, the one true god!!!

Black fans, come out and talk!!!

– From now on, in the occult streaming zone, I only recognize Qianyang!!

– Everyone, looking back at the stream, everything was connected, step by step.

– Fellow practitioner, amazing.

– Admirable.

– I’ve been in the occult for seven or eight years, and I still look like a rookie next to you.

– Incredible!

Fellow practitioner, won’t you really consider joining my school?

– I don’t dare hope for you to join my school.

I just want to ask, are you still willing to take disciples?

 

The comments were enthusiastic.

Netizens were emotional.

Gift effects nearly filled the entire screen.

 

The viewership count was visibly rising by the second, gaining hundreds of viewers per second.

Total viewership was heading straight for two hundred thousand!

 

Keep in mind that Qing Ning Live was an extremely small platform.

Before this, the total downloads of the app across all platforms had not exceeded fifty thousand!

 

– Came here from Shark Live out of admiration.

Fellow practitioner is truly amazing.

– Came here from Xiaoyueliang out of admiration.

You deserve the title of number one in our occult streaming zone.

Occult streamers from other platforms flooded into the stream, offering congratulations and tipping gifts on a large scale.

 

– Our streamer is finally becoming massively famous!

– As an old fan, I am very gratified.

– Finally, we don’t have to be bullied by fans of the head streamer in some platform’s occult zone.

– So satisfying!

So satisfying!!!

– So many occult streamers came to congratulate.

Where is a certain someone?

– Dying of laughter.

 

Qingsi is silently lurking in his own stream, not daring to say a word.

The comments were extremely chaotic.

Qianyang glanced at them and then looked away.

She looked at the two people embracing and crying on the screen.

More precisely, she looked at the two people and one ghost embracing on the screen.

 

The ghost’s figure was almost completely transparent.

She wore a white school uniform, had shoulder-length hair, and a clear beauty mark between her brows.

She stood beside them, gently holding them in her arms, her hand patting their backs soothingly.

Her voice was light as gauze, echoing in their ears—

“Big sister, welcome home.”

 

Slowly, she raised her head and looked toward the camera.

Her pale lips curved upward, her eyes crescent-shaped like the moon.

She said, “Thank you.”

 

Qianyang replied, “You’re welcome.”

 

– Huh???

– Who is the streamer talking to?

– Is the streamer hearing the ghost sister’s voice?

– She must be saying thank you!

– She brought her sister home.

Now she can fulfill her wish and be reborn.

– …I’m a bit curious.

How did the ghost sister die?

– Didn’t Cangcang dream that the ghost sister’s parents treated her badly?

– Maybe after the older sister went missing, the parents were so focused on finding her that they neglected the younger one?

– That makes sense!

Otherwise, she was only one when her sister went missing, how could she remember her sister?

– Possible.

The two in the camera slowly calmed down.

 

Cangcang gently pushed Qin Yizhen away.

Her tear-stained face looked a bit disheveled.

“Yueyue… why did she die?

She was so young…”

Qin Yizhen kept holding her hand, unwilling to let go.

Her eyes were red from crying.

She choked out, “Your sister had congenital heart disease.

The last time she got news of you, she insisted on going to find you herself.

I could only… only take her to that orphanage.”

 

Qin Yizhen’s tears flowed uncontrollably.

“But I never expected to learn of your death there.

After that, Yueyue’s health deteriorated.

A year ago, she… at that time, she was still under eighteen…”

 

– Hiss… no wonder the ghost sister remembered the orphanage so clearly!

– So she had actually been there before!

– Oh my god!

It all connects.

 

Cangcang looked dazed, murmuring, “How could this be?”

 

“It’s all my fault… it’s all my fault…” Qin Yizhen’s expression twisted with pain.

“Your father and I weren’t qualified parents.”

 

“When you were three, Yueyue’s condition was unstable.

She often went in and out of the hospital.

We neglected you…

I remember that day, Yueyue’s situation was very critical.

We rushed to the hospital, leaving you, who was sound asleep, home alone… but we forgot to lock the door…

You woke up at night, couldn’t find us, worried about Yueyue, and left home by yourself…”

At this point, Qin Yizhen lost control of her emotions again.

 

“You… you left home carrying your sister’s favorite toy, and you were never found again…” Qin Yizhen closed her eyes in pain.

“We only learned later that you had been abandoned in Qianhai City.”

 

– Sigh.

– Oh my god.

– Sob sob, I don’t know what to say.

– In that situation, they should have left someone at home, or woken the sister up to go together.

– If the sister’s condition was critical, one person couldn’t handle it alone.

Panicking could make things worse.

– The sister must have felt very guilty, believing she caused her sister to go missing.

– I guess that when the sister was young and sick, the parents neglected the older sister.

Then, while searching for the missing older sister, the parents neglected the younger sister.

– Oh my god… how bitter these two girls are…

– We’re only ordinary people.

We can’t do everything perfectly.

– Didn’t they say the older sister was abandoned in Qianhai City?

Again, without human traffickers, no child would go missing.

– Mom and Dad must have suffered terribly all these years too.

 

The connection was cut off at that point.

Probably because Cangcang’s phone battery had died and automatically shut down.

 

The screen returned to normal.

The comments were filled with sighs.

 

– Cangcang dreamed that the ghost sister often stayed in a room or a hospital room.

That’s because her health was poor.

– Master, if the older sister hadn’t gone missing, would the ghost sister not have died?

– If the sister hadn’t gone missing, the younger sister’s condition probably wouldn’t have worsened so fast.

– Sigh, fate plays cruel tricks.

 

Qianyang thought for a moment and said, “This is fate.

There is no ‘if.’”

Yang Mao sighed.

“Master, after the ghost sister fulfills her wish, can she reincarnate?”

Qianyang said, “Under normal circumstances, yes.”

 

By then, the stream viewership had already exceeded two hundred thousand, and the tip amount had reached an astonishing figure: one hundred and eighty thousand yuan!

 

The comments were lively.

Her follower count had grown almost proportionally, reaching one hundred and fifty thousand.

Even for top occult zone streamers on other major platforms, viewership and followers had never reached a nearly 1:1 ratio.

 

– This time, I am completely convinced.

– Indeed, the end of science is the occult.

– From now on, in the occult streaming zone, I only believe in Qianyang!

– The streamer has made us old fans proud.

– Qianyang yyds!

– After Yingying and Little Black, this is the second time I’ve cried like a dog watching an occult stream.

– Ghosts aren’t so scary anymore.

I’m no longer a little boy who needs someone to accompany him to the bathroom!

– Holy shit!!!

– The streamer has entered the top three of Weibo trending!

– Awesome!!!

– AHHHH!

Qing Ning Live app has entered the top five for weekly downloads!!

– Oh man… viewership for other categories in the stream has also increased!

– So this is the legendary “when one attains the way, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven”!

– @Moderator 9958, shouldn’t you come out and kowtow to Qianyang?

– The streamer single-handedly drives traffic for the entire platform.

Don’t you think you should show some appreciation?

– Exactly exactly.

 

Moderator 9958: Coming, coming!

Moderator 9958: Thank you, Master Qianyang!!!

Moderator 9958: By the way, Master Qianyang, when are you free?

Could you come to the company so we can officially sign the contract?

 

Although the terms had been agreed upon, Qianyang and Qing Ning official hadn’t signed the formal contract yet.

[Moderator 9958 tipped streamer Qianyang with ten Fruit Gardens]

 

– Holy shit???

– Ten Fruit Gardens?

– One hundred thousand?!!

– A small operation like them can be this generous?

– Our Qianyang deserves it!

– The benefits the streamer has brought to the platform far exceed a few hundred thousand!

Qianyang glanced at the time.

She had already fulfilled her daily streaming hours.

 

“Thank you to the moderator and other netizens for the tips.

Regarding the contract signing, let’s arrange a time privately.

I’m going offline now.”

 

Yang Mao: “?”

Moderator 9958: “??”

Fellow netizens: “???”

 

– Huh???

– Over two hundred thousand viewers, and you say you’re going offline??

– Do you know that only Qingsi has ever reached such high viewership in the occult zone?

– Damn!

That day he streamed for a full twenty hours!

– You’re still on trending!

– Aren’t you going to seize such good traffic?

– AHHH!

Please no!

I haven’t had enough yet!

– The follow-up!

I want to see the follow-up!

Qianyang was completely unmoved.

“Tomorrow at nine sharp, I’ll start streaming.

See you then.”

 

With that, she “clicked” and turned off the stream.

 

“Master!!!”

Yang Mao’s wail sounded in her ear.

 

Qianyang stretched.

“Finally over.”

 

Yang Mao said helplessly, “Such a good opportunity.

You should have continued streaming and grabbed this hard-earned traffic.”

 

Qianyang patted his shoulder.

“Small stuff.

The audience in your master’s stream will only grow from now on.”

 

Besides, Qianyang was tired and had no mood to continue.

 

Yang Mao took the phone off the stand and scrolled through the stream’s comment section.

 

– AHHHHH!

– Why does she leave so suddenly!

– It feels so long until tomorrow.

Why can’t I fast-forward to nine in the morning?

– What a heartless woman.

– Darn it!

Where’s your career drive!

“Master, we received so many tips for this stream.”

Yang Mao switched to the backend to look at the tip earnings, grinning from ear to ear.

 

“Yes.

After we withdraw it, buy whatever you want,” Qianyang said.

 

The platform had a rule: tip earnings for the current month could only be withdrawn after the first of the following month.

So for now, the master and apprentice were still living on Yang Mao’s meager savings.

 

“Then let’s move to a new place!”

Yang Mao said.

“Okay.”

 

Yang Mao looked at the backend earnings of about two hundred thousand yuan, his eyes full of envy.

He looked up at Qianyang, hesitating.

“Master, could we… rent a three-bedroom place?”

 

Qianyang asked, puzzled, “Rent?

Can’t we buy?”

 

“Master, property prices here are very high.

We can’t afford to buy yet.”

 

Qianyang nodded vaguely, then asked, “Oh… there are only two of us.

Why rent a three-bedroom?”

 

Yang Mao lowered his gaze, his expression dim.

“Master, I know this is asking too much.

But I have a younger sister in her third year of high school at a nearby school.

She doesn’t get along well with her classmates and can’t sleep well at night.

If conditions allow, I’d like to bring her here to live…”

“Master, don’t worry.

My sister is very well-behaved.

She won’t disturb you.

I’ll also work hard to find a job and earn money, so you won’t have to support us alone…”

Qianyang nodded understandingly.

“Alright then.

Next month, we’ll rent a three-bedroom.”

 

Yang Mao’s eyes lit up.

“Master, really?”

“Really.”

 

“Thank you, Master!

I will work hard in the future to repay you!”

 

Qianyang shook her head.

“You’re my apprentice.

No need to be so polite.

Now that I can earn money, you don’t need to find a job.

Just stay by my side and learn.”

 

Since Yang Mao had chosen to become her disciple, as his master, Qianyang would do her best to protect him.

 

“Master…” Yang Mao stared at her, his eyes slowly reddening.

 

“I’m hungry.

Make me some glutinous rice balls,” Qianyang ordered without ceremony.

 

Yang Mao shuddered, then without a word, darted into the kitchen and worked quickly.

 

While waiting for the rice balls to cook, Qianyang curled up on the sofa and scrolled through her private messages.

 

Moderator 9958: Master Qianyang, when are you free?

Could you come to the company to sign the contract?

 

Qianyang replied: My apprentice will contact you later.

 

Yang Mao was more knowledgeable about such matters, so Qianyang left it to him.

 

Scrolling further down, she saw several familiar IDs—agents from other major platforms that had contacted her before.

 

Master Qianyang, our employees were immature before and offended you greatly.

Please don’t take it to heart.

Our Shark platform has always hoped you would join us.

As for terms, you can name them, and we will consider.

 

Master, during the process of helping Cangcang, we have identified the Xiaoyueliang platform streamer who deliberately sabotaged things.

His name is Muxuan.

Our Xiaoyueliang platform absolutely does not allow our signed streamers to do such counterproductive things.

We will terminate his contract.

We hope you won’t hold a prejudice against our platform and would consider Xiaoyueliang.

We will provide you with the best promotion model to let more viewers get to know you.

 

Master Qianyang, our platform is heavily developing the occult zone and would like to invite you to join.

You can name whatever signing terms you want.

With all due respect, a small platform like Qing Ning Live is not suitable for your future development.

We will definitely provide you with a better platform for growth!

 

Master Qianyang, we can double Qing Ning’s signing fee.

If you are willing to join our platform, we will use all our resources to make you a one-of-a-kind top streamer.

We will not let your traffic be limited to the occult zone.

Please consider carefully!

 

These platform agents had become extremely respectful and enthusiastic, some even saying Qianyang could name her terms.

Gone was the attitude of laughing at her for dreaming when she asked for a five hundred thousand signing fee.

 

Qianyang skimmed through them.

She had no desire to reply.

After all, she was simply not interested.

It had nothing to do with her, holding, a, grudge.

 

Besides these, there were also some pleas for help from fans.

Qianyang sent a group message telling them it was best to request a connection during the stream, otherwise she couldn’t easily help them.

 

Inevitably, there were also some vile comments.

Qianyang blocked a few IDs and couldn’t be bothered to open the rest.

 

By this time, Qianyang’s follower count had exceeded two hundred thousand, and the collection count for the heart sutra clips had also surpassed one hundred thousand.

 

It was no exaggeration to say she had become a unique phenomenon on Qing Ning.

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