Chapter 7: The Spirit Cat’s Final Hiding Place

[Congratulations, streamer!

Your stream has entered the Trending Top 50!]

 

The stream had 587 viewers and about four hundred yuan in tips, yet its popularity ranked in the top fifty across the entire platform.

That was enough to show that Qing Ning Live was a small platform with very limited streamers and viewers.

 

– Sob sob, tears breaking.

– Precious baby.

The kitten might not survive the winter, but what about you?

– Yingying wants to find the kitten.

It was never about it protecting her anyway.

– The streamer made a bold claim.

How disappointed will Yingying be if she fails?

– Where was the kitten last seen?

If it’s not far, I can help look too.

– Everyone, don’t panic.

I know a super accurate occult master on another platform.

I’ll share the info there.

– No matter what, I hope they find the kitten so Yingying can have peace of mind.

 

Yang Mao muttered quietly, “Why are they trying to steal business?”

 

Qianyang, however, was completely unconcerned.

The tips from two streams were already enough to buy her and her apprentice giant grab-and-go pancakes for several days.

That was sufficient for now.

 

Moreover, Qing Ning platform lacked traffic.

The maximum viewership for a stream was about two or three thousand.

Drawing viewers from other platforms to expand her recognition and influence would bring Qianyang nothing but benefits.

 

“Master, I trust you.

What should I do now?”

Leaving the hospital room, Brother Wang appeared in front of the camera with red-rimmed eyes.

 

Qianyang said, “That kitten is weak right now.

It is probably hiding somewhere relatively sheltered near your home.”

 

Brother Wang nodded.

“My house isn’t far.

I’ll drive back right away.”

 

Qianyang nodded.

“Better bring some food that a young kitten can eat.

Its condition is probably not good.”

 

“Got it!”

 

Brother Wang drove home.

The two of them did not disconnect the call during this time.

 

Yang Mao finished cooking.

Qianyang ate while interacting with the netizens in her stream.

 

– I’ve been so nervous watching this stream that I forgot I haven’t eaten.

– Same here.

I forgot to cook for my wife.

– ??

– A big guy like you cooks?

Pathetic.

Not to brag, but whatever you cook probably isn’t as good as mine.

My wife loves mine.

– …Weirdo.

 

“Master, how do you know the kitten is still alive?

It’s been missing for a while.

What if…”

At the dinner table, Yang Mao asked uneasily.

 

– ?

– Senior Disciple Brother, shut up!

– Close your crow mouth.

The auspicious cat has its own heavenly fate!

 

Qianyang poked at the food in her bowl and said casually, “Intuition.”

 

Yang Mao stared with wide eyes.

“I-Intuition?!”

 

Qianyang looked at him questioningly.

“Did I never tell you my intuition is very accurate?”

 

“Then that thing yesterday morning with the truck tire blowout…”

Qianyang said, “That was mental calculation.”

 

– Tell us more.

What truck tire blowout yesterday morning?

– Streamer!

You’re getting famous!

– The top occult streamer on the neighboring Shark platform has come to check you out!

– Holy shit?

Shark Live?

That’s a huge platform.

– Someone reposted your stream over there.

The big streamer said he wanted to see what the fuss is about!

– Steady, streamer!

That stream has over a hundred thousand viewers.

All occult enthusiasts!

 

Qianyang looked suspiciously at Yang Mao.

 

The latter was extremely excited.

He put down his chopsticks, opened the laptop on the coffee table, and logged into the Shark Live web version.

 

“What’s the streamer’s name?”

Yang Mao asked.

 

– Qingsi.

– Head streamer of the Shark platform’s Occult Zone.

– Ehh, head streamer?

The real head streamers on Shark have millions or tens of millions of viewers in a minute, okay?

– The earlier comment said Occult Zone.

– For the Occult Zone, Qingsi’s results are already very good.

 

Qianyang leaned in curiously.

Five hundred viewers could generate hundreds of yuan in tips.

How much money could a stream with a hundred thousand viewers make in one session?

 

Not only would she make a lot of money, she could also teach a hundred thousand people occult knowledge at once, recruit disciples and followers… a surefire way to gain fame and fortune!

 

Yang Mao searched for the big streamer’s name and entered Qingsi Master’s stream.

 

“A hundred and twenty thousand viewers?”

Yang Mao marveled.

 

The other streamer wasn’t showing his face.

In his stream interface, he was searching for Qianyang’s ID on the Qing Ning homepage.

[Youthful & Pretty Female Taoist Solves Your Problems Online]

 

– Pfft hahaha…

– Streamer, you’ve been tricked, right?

Sure it’s not rule-bending?

– So annoying.

Using the occult to bend the rules.

Aren’t you afraid of retribution?

– Ehh, disgusting.

– Anyone on Qing Ning?

Just report her directly.

 

The comments in Qingsi Master’s stream scrolled extremely fast, mostly cursing Qianyang.

 

“Master, don’t listen to them.”

Yang Mao glanced at Qianyang, worried.

 

Seeing this, Qianyang’s own stream viewers fought back without backing down:

 

– How is this rule-bending?

– Just because you’re a big streamer, you let your fans bully a small streamer?

– What’s wrong with the streamer’s title?

– Not youthful?

Not pretty?

Not female?

– I can only say that people with dirty eyes see everything as dirty.

 

The viewers from two different platforms had actually started cursing each other out!

 

Yet Qianyang, at the center of the controversy, showed no emotion on her face.

 

So what if they cursed her through a screen?

Controversy brought popularity.

As long as she could make money, there was no shame in it.

 

“Everyone, calm down.

I didn’t enter her stream because of her, but because of the little girl and the kitten,” Qingsi Master said, trying to mediate.

 

– That’s right, everyone be quiet.

– We’ve seen plenty of people using the occult to con others.

Master Qingsi just wants to help the little girl and the cat.

– Don’t download Qing Ning.

Don’t go to her stream.

No need to give someone like that more views.

– Yes, definitely don’t give her more views.

 

Qianyang regretfully pursed her lips.

Then there was no fun in that.

 

She lazily returned to her camera, drank the last of her soup, and asked, “Brother Wang, have you arrived?”

 

Brother Wang’s camera shook for a moment, then came the thud of a car door closing.

 

“Master, I’m back in the neighborhood.

On the way, I bought some kitten canned food and dry food.”

 

Qianyang said, “Go to your apartment.

Get a piece of clothing that Yingying often wears.”

 

Brother Wang already trusted her completely.

He did whatever she asked without even asking why.

 

– Why?

– Because it has Yingying’s scent.

 

Qianyang explained, “The kitten is weak and very wary.

It might be hiding somewhere in the neighborhood, but it won’t let itself be easily found or approached.

Yingying’s scent will help it lower its guard.”

 

Meanwhile, on Yang Mao’s laptop, Qingsi Master’s stream was still running.

Someone had told the master the whole story.

 

Qingsi Master thought for a moment.

“It sounds like this streamer does have some real skill.”

 

“Is there a recording of her stream?

I want to watch it.”

 

– I have it.

Sent it to the master.

– Really?

This newcomer could actually read the little girl’s fate chart?

Master Qingsi needs the birth details and face to roughly see it.

– No way?

Let’s see what Master Qingsi says.

– Qing Ning Live is unknown.

How could an unheard-of occult master suddenly appear there?

– It must be scripted.

The platform is trying to create a star to draw traffic.

 

After receiving the stream recording, Qingsi Master skipped the earlier parts and started directly from when the video call began.

During this time, he didn’t speak.

 

The viewers in Qingsi Master’s stream watched the recording along with him.

 

– Master Qingsi said before that spiritual creatures don’t reincarnate after death.

Their souls continue cultivating…

– This streamer is not a novice!

– Oh man, the cat forced itself to reincarnate to stay by the little girl’s side?

– Oh my god!

This is a true spiritual creature!

– Sigh… Ancestors did evil, karma fell on the little girl.

Her own good deed earned her a life-saving charm, but it was ultimately ruined by her family.

– So pitiful.

– Master Qingsi, is what she said true?

`– …

 

Qingsi dragged the progress bar and stopped at the frame where the little girl held out her palms.

He sighed.

“This streamer isn’t just repeating hearsay.

The little girl’s fate chart does indeed show a tendency toward early death.

You can see it without birth details.”

 

“This tendency toward early death will only stabilize after she turns eighteen.”

 

– Oh my god…

– Exactly what Master Qianyang said!

– So the black cat really was a spiritual creature?

– Master Qingsi, she said finding the black cat won’t save the little girl.

Is that true?

– Why are you calling her Master already?

– Aren’t these things that anyone with a little understanding of the occult could say?

– Just superficial knowledge.

Why all the hype?

– Agreed.

 

Qingsi laughed.

“Even if it’s just superficial knowledge, this master is not using the occult to con people.

That puts my mind at ease.”

 

– Master Qingsi has real magnanimity!

– Master, is the little girl truly beyond saving?

 

“Her fate once had a chance for salvation, but it was missed.

Now even the gods would find it hard to save her,” Qingsi Master said.

 

Yang Mao pressed down his lips and muttered, “What a poser.”

 

Qianyang heard Qingsi Master’s rambling and agreed.

“He’s right.

It really is just superficial knowledge.”

 

– So that means our streamer isn’t lying!

– Shouldn’t the fans from the big streamer who cursed at us apologize?

– Agreed.

Just because he’s a big streamer, his fans can curse anyone?

– If you don’t want to get cursed, why stream?

– If you’re so thin-skinned, why do this job?

– Master Qingsi gives you a compliment and you get cocky?

– Without Master Qingsi bringing you traffic, you’re nothing.

– Shitty platform, shitty streamer, shitty way of doing things.

– Wow?

Where did these maggots come from?

Moderator, won’t you do something?

– A small streamer gets attacked like this and you do nothing?

– @Moderator 9958.

@Moderator 9958: Work has arrived!

No one bullies our little streamer.

All kicked out!

– Unbelievable.

Qingsi is fake-nice to the streamer.

The green-tea smell is overwhelming the screen!

– Well, he’s a big streamer with hundreds of thousands of fans.

– So small streamers deserve to be bullied?

– Qianyang, get famous!

– Waiting for Qianyang to blow up.

 

“Master, I have the clothes Yingying often wears.”

Brother Wang’s panting voice sounded in the stream.

 

Qianyang said, “Go downstairs to your building and let me see the surroundings.”

 

“Okay, Master.

Please wait a moment.”

 

After a moment, Brother Wang arrived at the bottom of his building.

He turned the camera around and panned across the area around him.

 

Qianyang barely needed to think.

She said directly, “From west to east, the north corner.”

 

Brother Wang was stunned.

“What?”

 

Qianyang pressed her lips together.

How could he not understand even this?

 

“Walk from the west toward the east.

The north-facing corner is where the black cat is.”

 

– Huh??

– How did she figure that out?

– …That fast?

 

“H-How do I walk that way?”

Brother Wang asked weakly.

 

Qianyang: “…”

Oh my god!

Could people down the mountain really not tell east from west??

 

“Turn right.

A little more right.

Walk forward.

Keep going.”

 

“Master, there’s a lawn ahead,” Brother Wang said.

 

“No more talk.

Keep walking.”

 

The camera followed Brother Wang to the middle of the lawn.

 

“Stop.”

 

By now, viewers in both streams had become extremely nervous.

 

“Turn left 75 degrees.

Walk forward.

There’s a small drainage ditch.”

 

Brother Wang said excitedly, “I see it!!

I see the ditch!”

 

– …

– You scared me.

I thought you saw Little Black.

– Same here.

 

Qianyang said, “Take two steps forward.

Look diagonally ahead.

There’s a shrub across the ditch.

Push it aside.”

 

She was practically teaching him step by step.

 

Brother Wang did as Qianyang said.

He stepped over the ditch, went to the shrub, and pushed the branches aside with one hand.

 

Suddenly!

A noise came from inside the shrub.

An animal made a threatening sound.

 

Qianyang said, “Put Yingying’s clothes over it.”

 

Brother Wang did so, draping Yingying’s clothes over the shrub.

 

The rustling inside the shrub gradually quieted.

 

“Continue,” Qianyang said.

 

Brother Wang pushed the branches apart where the sound had come from.

 

Finally, through the crisscrossing shrub branches, they saw the little black cat lying on its side below—fur matted, thin as a skeleton, breathing weakly.

 

“Found it!”

Brother Wang exclaimed joyfully.

 

“Oh my god…

It has so many injuries!”

 

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