A powerful Feng Shui master wakes up in the body of Lin Zhiluo, a tragic supporting character who is so poor she can't even afford to eat.
To survive, she reluctantly starts a live stream...
Qi Zhiyang sensed that the old man was unusually enthusiastic towards him and Lin Zhiluo, as if he were plotting something, but he didn't seem to be malice towards them.
Leng Xuehai walked over to Lin Zhiluo's side again. He looked at Lin Zhiluo with admiration and then filmed her drawing talismans.
[I am the future of metaphysics: Wow, who is this master? This talisman looks incredibly spiritual even through the screen.]
[Ju Xingwen: The style of this talisman doesn't seem to be drawn by anyone I know. Could it be that Teacher Leng has made a new friend?]
[Leng Xuehai: I just met this kid today. He's so young; I can't even compare. He's been pampered and fed by God.]
[Feng Si: She's actually a genius praised by Elder Leng! Hehehe, Elder Leng, why don't you bring this young lady in, or at least let me get to know her?]
[Feng Si: The International Metaphysics Conference is starting again this year. All of us have been there, and we need fresh blood! Plus, there's an age limit this year. Waaah, our job is so difficult!]
[Leng Xuehai: We'll talk about that later.]
Leng Xuehai noticed that Lin Zhiluo had stopped moving and put the dozen or so talismans in her hand into her pocket.
Leng Xuehai didn't know why she wanted to draw so many talismans all at once, but he knew that he should be able to use them tonight, so he just waited patiently.
Hua Zhengye chatted with Lin Zhiluo: "Ms. Lin, you are so amazing. How come I've never seen you in this industry before?"
Lin Zhilu thought about the original owner's experience: "I was busy with school before, but when I couldn't make ends meet, I picked up this line of work."
"I watched your videos. Why haven't you been live streaming lately?" Hua Zhengye found Lin Zhiluo's live stream very interesting.
"Now I'm an actress in the entertainment industry." Lin Zhilu touched her nose, realizing that her career had taken quite a leap.
Leng Xuehai was talking to Qi Zhiyang when he suddenly heard Lin Zhiluo's words and his gaze turned to her.
This time, Qi Zhiyang saw his eyes clearly and was very happy, as if he had seen a savior.
Leng Xuehai sensed Qi Zhiyang's gaze and looked away.
"Old Leng seems to be very interested in my wife."
Leng Xuehai felt the pressure slowly seeping out from Qi Zhiyang. He had heard of Qi Zhiyang in the circle before. He was a natural-born cultivator with a sacred body. To this day, none of the cultivators in the country could tell what level of cultivation he had.
The fact that even those cultivators couldn't discern his cultivation level, when applied to Qi Zhiyang, can only mean that Qi Zhiyang's cultivation is higher than theirs.
Leng Xuehai knew that if he didn't make things clear with Qi Zhiyang today, it would be difficult for him to see Lin Zhiluo again in the future.
He sighed softly, "Alas, I still can't hide my feelings."
Lin Zhiluo turned her head and looked over.
“I have no other choice.” Leng Xuehai looked at Lin Zhiluo. “I would like to invite Miss Lin and Mr. Qi to attend this year’s International Metaphysics Conference.”
"I'm not going!" Qi Zhiyang clearly knew about the conference and refused without even thinking.
Leng Xuehai gave a bitter smile; he had never felt so bitter before.
“Mr. Qi, don’t be so quick to refuse,” Hua Zhengye said.
“In previous years, our Chinese metaphysics conferences were often ostracized and bullied by them, but we still managed to be in the top three. However, this year they have imposed an age restriction; metaphysics masters over forty years old are not allowed to participate.”
"Although there are many talented young people in our country, they lack combat experience. In previous years, we could have simply not sent them. But this year's prize is different from the past; it's a bronze cauldron!"
"A bronze cauldron?" Qi Zhiyang sat up straight. Lin Zhiluo hadn't been in this world for long and didn't know many things, but Qi Zhiyang did.
Leng Xuehai nodded: "Yes, it is the cauldron that Mr. Qi was thinking of, the cauldron related to the fate of the nation."
Qi Zhiyang pondered for a moment, then glanced at Lin Zhiluo and said, "I'll discuss this with Lin Zhiluo."
Qi Zhiyang pulled Lin Zhiluo out, and Hua Zhengye was somewhat uneasy: "This..."
Leng Xuehai, however, relaxed considerably: "This matter is almost certainly settled."
"Is that cauldron very important to you?" Lin Zhilu noticed that Qi Zhiyang's expression changed when he heard about the cauldron.
"Yes, regarding the fate of China, only this cauldron is missing. My body was born in this country, and the fate of the country is closely related to me."
“Then we’ll go.” Lin Zhiluo nodded, her eyes darting around. “But I’d like to discuss some terms.”
What do you want?
"Spirit stones!" Lin Zhiluo said, "Only when you, Senior Brother, become stronger can we survive better here. You are very important, Senior Brother."
"I'm so glad that I hold such an important place in your heart." Qi Zhiyang held Lin Zhiluo's hand.
Lin Zhiluo: I feel like he misunderstood.
"For you, I will definitely work hard, and I will get you everything you want." After saying that, Qi Zhiyang was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he pulled Lin Zhiluo inside.
Qi Zhiyang sat down in front of Leng Xuehai: "We can go, and we can guarantee that we will win the cauldron back, but we also have conditions."
Leng Xuehai nodded: "Mr. Qi, please name any conditions you wish to meet. As long as they are not excessive, we can agree to them."
"We want spirit stones!" Qi Zhiyang said. "We need ten spirit stones rich in spiritual energy!"
“Fine!” Leng Xuehai gritted his teeth and agreed. Compared to the Qi Luck Cauldron, he didn’t care about spending a mere ten spirit stones.
“Then let’s go.” Lin Zhiluo nodded. She thought for a moment, “I have a younger sister who is best at Gu magic. She’s very good at playing with insects. Should I take her with me?”
"Great! Great!" Leng Xuehai's eyes lit up. "I wonder how old your sister is?"
"12," Lin Zhilu looked at him, "There's no minimum age limit, right?"
"No, there isn't one!" Leng Xuehai was shocked. He hadn't expected the other person to be a child. But that was fine too, to broaden his horizons. When he grew up, he would be a major force in Chinese metaphysics.
Lin Zhiluo nodded. Since that was the case, she had no other requests.
The banquet that evening was even more lively. Xiao Hu told the people in the study, "Yuan Wei is already asleep."
Lin Zhilu nodded: "Then let's get started."
Lin Zhiluo and Qi Zhiyang followed Xiao Hu to Xiao Yuanwei's room.
Looking at the sleeping Xiao Yuanwei.
Lin Zhilu keenly noticed that he was still awake.
"Not asleep? That makes things easier." Lin Zhiluo leaned close to Xiao Yuanwei and reached out to grab his head.
"What are you doing!" Xiao Hu immediately stepped forward upon seeing this, but was stopped by Qi Zhiyang.
Xiao Hu tried to pull his hand back, but he was not as strong as Qi Zhiyang and could not pull his hand back no matter what he did.
"Ah!" Xiao Yuanwei opened his eyes when he heard the sound, but it was too late.