[Ahhh, the Host’s livestream room is way too terrifying?!]
[Hurry and save them! Hurry and save them! With the Immortal Technique, the heart was just pierced and they can still be saved!]
[The child is innocent! She wouldn’t really be able to harm her own daughter, would she?!]
[My god, yandere behavior in real life is just too scary…]
Thousands of miles away, there’s nothing I can do except silently pray for this family.
“Today’s livestream ends here.”
I said to the camera.
Heavenly Secrets cannot be revealed too much; generally speaking, three disclosures involving life and death is the limit.
I’ve already revealed two life-and-death incidents today, plus a bunch of smaller matters in between.
That’s the absolute limit.
If I keep going, I’m definitely going to have nightmares tonight. Maybe even end up connecting with that terrifying tentacle monster.
[Don’t go, Host! At least tell us what happens next!]
[This isn’t fair, you got us hooked, then cut off halfway— ahhh, this is torture!]
[Think of something, check on the child over there.]
“All right.”
This matter has attracted a lot of public attention, and I’m curious about the follow-up as well, so I’ll keep streaming a bit longer.
“Is anyone near the address? Join the voice chat and stream the event as it unfolds; I’ll give you a free divination.”
Surely it won’t be that unlucky to really get a black-marked fate divination.
[I-I-I! I live right across from them!]
“Then come on.”
I connected the voice chat to this viewer.
The young man wore glasses and looked fragile and somewhat shy.
…Damn it.
I stared at the black-marked death aura on his forehead and pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration.
“How is your unlucky aura such a terrible omen— I’ve already exceeded the limit on revealing Heavenly Secrets today, and if I reveal another life-and-death secret, something bad will happen.”
[Ah??? What do you mean? You’re saying I…]
“Get downstairs and run—there’s gas!”
That woman had completely lost it. She opened the natural gas valve and jammed the whole building’s main valve shut with a steering wheel lock, trying to take the entire building down with her.
The glasses-wearing young man twitched his nose.
His face instantly turned pale with terror.
The smell was faint but definitely natural gas leakage!
[No way, there are over a hundred residents in this building. I have to save them!]
Don’t be a hero! If you change the fate of a hundred people like that, the Industry of Destiny will weigh on me!
At this moment, I regretted it so much I wanted to smack my own face.
“It’s too late. Run if you can. Don’t worry about the others— they’re probably unconscious, and you won’t be able to wake them.”
[No! I want to become a great Legendary Spirit Master of Spirit Summoning! I can’t back down here!]
The young man steeled himself to start a rescue operation.
Before leaving, he grabbed a Handmade Figurine from the table and tucked it under his arm.
Muttering softly: [This is my wife, she can’t be left here.]
[…]
Why does this guy remind me of Miss Cluru?
[Run! Gas leak! Run!]
The glasses-wearing young man went door to door, pounding and shouting until his voice was hoarse.
Thankfully, it worked well.
Neighbors kept escaping with their families, swarming down the stairs.
[Wait… cough cough! Help me shout, there are too many people here and I can’t call them all!]
The young man was starting to feel dizzy.
Vigorous activity requires more oxygen, but the air was filling with natural gas.
He had no choice but to ask neighbors for help.
Unfortunately, no one responded.
No matter how loudly he shouted, it was all in vain.
In the face of life and death, altruism is nonsense.
“Hey kid, do you have a lighter?” I asked.
[Yes… why?]
“Hold it up and say you’ll light it if they don’t help.”
[…]
[???]
[???]
The chat exploded with question marks.
The young man was speechless.
“To become a Legendary Spirit Master, passion alone isn’t enough. You have to use your brain.”
[Little loli livestream corrupting Donghuang Blossom.]
[But I think the Host is right.]
[Kid, go for it! We’re rooting for you!]
The mood suddenly turned passionate.
The sudden crisis shifted everyone’s attention, so no one cared about the petty family drama anymore.
[Help! Help me call people, or I’ll light it! If it explodes, no one can escape!]
The glasses-wearing youth clearly wasn’t used to being so aggressive, his voice shaking.
Luckily, it was effective.
The neighbors were stunned, mumbling “crazy guy.”
With such a ruthless tactic, rescue efficiency skyrocketed.
Before the gas fully spread, during this crucial escape phase, everyone on the floor evacuated safely.
At last, the Sian Office arrived.
“Well done, we’ll take it from here, Law Enforcement Officers.”
The officers acted skillfully; a ghostly Immortal Spirit slipped through walls and silently opened the door from inside.
The Law Enforcement Officers quickly entered and subdued the unconscious woman wielding a knife.
She seemed torn between wanting to die but fearing pain, and being unwilling to harm her daughter— thus resorting to natural gas.
The officers promptly turned off the indoor valves and opened windows.
The incident was resolved.
Miraculously, the man whose heart was stabbed still clung to life!
Because his Immortal Spirit was a Slime, a jelly-like nimble creature that slipped into the wound, keeping the heart beating and prolonging his life.
“Looks like today’s another day without injuries,” I sighed.
[You call that ‘no injuries’?]
[Master Feng:?]
“All right, folks, see you next time, bye.”
I cashed out my earnings backstage— a seven-figure sum. Awesome!
“Today’s Little Luo Xian was as handsome and cute as always, with Sister Xinyue holding the livestream recording, making single-ship noises.”
“Okay, you all get back to your business, I’ve got things to do.”
The last round of the glasses guy’s actions seriously disrupted the life and death fates of over a hundred people.
The accumulated Industry of Destiny would completely shatter the dream-guarding barrier.
Normally, cultivators don’t dream while sleeping.
Because their spirit power is strong, they can activate a divine consciousness shield during sleep to block external interference.
But after excessive fortune-telling, the combined Industry of Destiny is enough to pierce a hole in that shield.
That releases all kinds of outside distractions, evil spirits, even Dream Demons and Nightmares.
To those entities, the powerful yet unprotected soul of a cultivator is the ultimate playground!
They will happily torment it all night long!
“Can’t sleep until I clear the Industry of Destiny. Need to prepare some Awakening Medicine.”
I still remember when I first learned Divination.
At that time, I didn’t know the side effects and recklessly used fortune-telling to make money.
The result? I woke up with a bowl of porridge in my pants.
Damn Dream Demon!
Although Earth doesn’t have Dream Demons or evil spirits, here there are far scarier things…
In the Eternal Mansion.
In R’lyeh.
Even the never-insomniac Miss Cluru is today hoping to connect online and dream.
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