When Mingzhuo saw Fu Yuxiang's call, he immediately realized what it was about.

She was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected that Sister Wang would actually report Fu Yuxiang.

"Mr. Fu, you called to say something..."

"Master! It really is you!" Fu Yuxiang was understandably excited. "Did you finish your business and come back?"

Previously, Li Wen had been the one to liaise with them, indicating that Zhuo had gone to handle something very important.

He had suspected that Mingzhuo had returned, but since there was no official word from them, he couldn't interfere and gave Mingzhuo plenty of freedom.

"Yes, I'm back. I'll be doing more live streams from now on." Mingzhuo felt a little embarrassed, with a subtle feeling of being caught skipping class.

Fu Yuxiang: "That's great! I'll release an announcement right away saying you're officially back."

Mingzhuo: "You have other things to do, right?"

Fu Yuxiang knew he couldn't hide it from her; she was truly a fortune teller, able to predict the future.

He recounted the phone call Cheng Jingru had just made, not to complain, but because he was worried that if Cheng Jingru had run into a wall with him, she might cause trouble elsewhere.

For example, Cheng Jingru said that the account that only performed three divinations was not reported to the Xuanmen sect.

Fu Yuxiang was also unsure of Ming Zhuo's status within the Xuanmen sect, since no matter how capable he was, he couldn't extend his influence into the Xuanmen.

However, Cheng Jingru's reputation as the junior sister of the Xuanmen sect is too prominent, and she even represented the Xuanmen sect in the "Zhanling" program, so she seems to have quite a background.

Don't try to use your sect's influence to suppress Mingzhuo and get him punished; that would be disastrous.

Mingzhuo: "Don't worry about that, she won't. She doesn't have that ability."

Fu Yuxiang immediately felt relieved. He chatted with Mingzhuo for a bit about future live-streaming plans before hanging up to issue the announcement.

——

Cheng Jingru realized she was wrong when she saw the trending topic.

Fu Yuxiang's move wasn't a strategic retreat at all; he was clearly trying to gain attention by stepping on Fu Yuxiang, who was only doing divination for three days.

She had heard of all sorts of underhanded tricks used by fan circles and online influencers before, but this was the first time she had encountered them, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Even Liu Manling called, saying, "I don't care about anything else, but this internet celebrity is so eager to smear you, we can't just let it go like this."

Cheng Jingru asked somewhat helplessly, "Then how do you plan to manage this?"

Liu Manling: "You're too soft-tempered! I asked you to learn from your great-aunt, and this is all you've learned?"

She said, enunciating each word clearly, "Jingru, you have to be successful, you know? You are a legitimate member of the Xuanmen sect, there's no reason for you to let a fraudulent internet celebrity bully you."

Cheng Jingru pursed her lips. "Alright, Mom, stop talking."

Her parents' careers suffered a major blow because of the rumors they spread a year ago, and they were no longer as successful as before; in addition, their son Cheng Jinghao was completely ruined, so all the family's hopes were pinned on her alone.

Previously, they could still think of using their background and status to surpass the Ruan family mother and daughter, but they never expected that Ruan Mulan would transform into a descendant of the Bai family, a prominent family in the Xuanmen sect.

Cheng Jingru had always known that Liu Manling harbored a deep-seated desire to make her more successful than Mingzhuo.

The only thing she has more prestige than Mingzhuo now is her title as the junior sister of the Xuanmen sect.

If even this can't be managed well, and some minor internet celebrity is allowed to drag people down, that's truly frustrating.

“If you can’t handle it yourself, leave this to me,” Liu Manling said. “Don’t worry, I’ll make him apologize to you properly.”

——

The next day, Mingzhuo went out and was surprised to find that someone had come to visit her.

This was an acquaintance. When He Wangyao was trapped in a mountain inn by evil spirits, his father, He Zhou, hired a master for him, one of whom was a monk named Yuan Hui.

Yuan Hui came with He Wangyao. Although he was a monk, he had long heard of Luowu Residence.

The feng shui of this house is certainly good, but it's too clean.

The monk didn't know how to describe it, but if Mingzhuo had come over, he would have given an accurate description: extremely materialistic.

Gu Xu came out to greet them. Although He Wangyao had cultivated Taoism, she did not understand Buddhist scriptures. She felt sleepy every time she heard monks chanting scriptures and could not have a conversation with Yuan Hui.

Gu Xu, on the other hand, not only read Taoist scriptures but also Buddhist scriptures, quoting them effortlessly, and actually had a very pleasant conversation with Yuan Hui.

Yuan Hui, twirling her prayer beads, felt increasingly regretful as they talked. How could someone as insightful as Gu Xu be so unrelated to Buddhism?

He turned to look at He Wangyao, and felt another pang of regret.

He Wangyao's birth chart shows a pure Yin constitution, making her prone to attracting evil spirits. This unique destiny is actually very suitable for spiritual cultivation.

He had advised Hezhou that the child's fate was special and it would be difficult for him to grow up safely. He suggested that if the child could enter the Buddhist order, he would surely escape death and have a different destiny.

Unexpectedly, Ming Zhuo appeared out of nowhere, breaking He Wangyao's doomed fate and leading her into the Taoist sect to cultivate, where she became a Xuan Master.

It's not easy for Master Yuanhui to take people away now. Everything is predestined and conditioned. If this continues, it will become a religious conflict.

“Great monk, why are you monks sighing?” Mingzhuo walked in.

Yuan Hui stood up and clasped her hands together, saying, "Benefactor Ruan."

Mingzhuo sat down next to him, and just then Gu Xu made a cup of tea and handed it to her. She took it and drank it.

He Wangyao then dared to sit down. He was a little afraid of monks chanting sutras; just thinking about it gave him a headache.

Mingzhuo looked at Yuanhui: "Master, you seem to have something on your mind. Have you encountered something difficult?"

He Wangyao: "No way, Master, didn't you participate in 'Slaying Spirits'? Is there anything that the show's team of talented people can't solve?"

"Please excuse my appearance." As a monk, one should not have any desire for fame or gain. Yuan Hui has been criticized a lot for appearing on such programs.

Although he said that, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to have any selfish motives.

“This matter is too strange. I’ve discussed it with Professor Luo, and it’s not appropriate for the program team to get involved.” Yuan Hui sighed. “After thinking it over, I have no choice but to ask you for help.”

His words made He Wangyao even more puzzled. What kind of things couldn't even the production team get involved in?

Didn't the production team of "Slaying Spirits" claim that all the most talented people are here, and that they can slay all evil spirits and cleanse the world of resentment?

The show's name is so menacing that just hearing it makes demons and monsters run away.

Mingzhuo thought for a moment, "Why don't you tell me first? I can't guarantee that I can definitely solve it."

Yuan Hui then explained the situation.

Like the Taoist sect, the Buddhist sect also has rumors about catastrophes, which have been passed down for thousands of years.

Legend has it that on the day of the catastrophe, hell will be upside down, evil spirits will swarm out, and all living things on earth will be ravaged, turning the land into a living hell.

Once the prophets in Buddhism could see the scenes in the prophecies, they actively sought solutions.

On one hand, they seek out talented individuals with a karmic affinity for Buddhism, nurture them from a young age, and encourage them to study diligently and practice assiduously. Once they have mastered the Dharma, they are prepared to sacrifice themselves to save evil spirits at any time.

On the other hand, they sought out ominous places and suppressed them.

"What do you mean?" He Wangyao didn't understand.

Mingzhuo: "His idea is to find some extremely inauspicious places, build Buddhist temples on them, and use this to suppress the evil spirits, malevolent energy, or resentment within."

This is actually easy to understand. Where on this land has there not been the flames of war, and where have not corpses been buried?