The Heavenly Master with the deepest knowledge of arts on Qingxu Mountain died. A young genius, yet fated not to live past 18.

Jeon Jungkook lay down in the coffin prepared for him, closed his eyes, and calmly welcomed his end.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already changed worlds.

As soon as he saw the ceiling clearly, Jungkook suddenly frowned, flipped over and sat up. He pressed heavily on his throat with two fingers, spitting out a large mouthful of vomit that tasted of rust.

He stood up, walked to the bathroom, leaned over the sink, and forcefully massaged his stomach, moving inch by inch upwards, until he had vomited everything churning inside. Only then did he sit on the sofa and drink a cup of warm water to recover.

While he was forcing the contents out of his stomach, he had already received all the original host's memories.

The original host was also named Jungkook, a little-known celebrity who had debuted two years ago. The company promised him resources and tricked him into attending a dinner party with a sugar daddy. When the sugar daddy's wandering hand touched his thigh, he stood up and beat the man until his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Because of this, he now faced massive liquidated damages and debt. His studio had also disbanded yesterday, marking the end of his acting career. Unable to bear the blow, the original host swallowed pills to commit suicide.

Jungkook looked up and saw a bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table. He felt fortunate it wasn't Paraquat; he still had time to force it out.

After finishing a cup of water, he stood up and looked around. “Jeon Jungkook, we share the same name, so there is fate between us. Now that I have taken your life, I will help you repay your debts. Consider us even.”

No one—oh, no ghost—answered him, but Jungkook didn't mind. He got up and went to the bedroom, packing the original host's belongings into a suitcase to take with him. This was a house provided by the company, and since it was being reclaimed, he had to leave and find a new place to live.

The original host had worked for the company for two years, yet his personal belongings only filled a small suitcase. Jungkook dragged the suitcase, walking aimlessly. Fortunately, it was morning, and he should be able to move into a new place by evening.

Jungkook looked at the rental information online, chose the cheapest listing, and called the number. The landlady was an Old Woman whose face clearly showed shrewdness.

When she heard Jungkook immediately bargain the price down to five hundred, she widened her eyes. “Why don't you just rob me? This is a two-bedroom, one-living room, 80 square meter apartment in A City. In this location, it costs at least 2,000 a month.”

The tenant was injured, she hadn't compensated them. Since others didn't know, she insisted the apartment was fine.

If she had to pay compensation, it would cost at least tens of thousands.

She forced herself to remain calm. “You young man, how do you know all this?”

Jungkook smiled slightly, looking harmless. “Because I am a Heavenly Master.”

“How about it? Why don't you rent the apartment to me cheaply? We can form a good karma connection, and I'll also help you resolve the dirty things inside. The apartment's Feng Shui can also be changed.”

The conditions Jungkook offered were quite tempting. If she hired a professional Master, she would have to spend tens of thousands first, and she wouldn't even know if they were a fraud. Now, a Heavenly Master had come right to her door. Regardless of whether he was a fraud, she could still collect rent. This was simply a highly profitable deal.

The Old Woman immediately nodded in agreement. Fearing Jungkook might change his mind, she threw down the keys and ran off.

It was good luck that he found a place to live before dark, even if he wasn't living alone.

Jungkook quickly made a bed and went out to shop for supplies. He had decided that his ability to earn money lay in fortune-telling and ghost-catching. Since he lacked fame here, he needed to establish his reputation through live-streamed fortune-telling so he could take on large jobs.

The hundreds of millions in debt owed by the original host could not be paid off just by a few fan donations.

After buying a pile of items needed for live-streaming and fortune-telling and returning, he found his suitcase had been opened and his clothes were scattered everywhere.

The lights in the room were flickering.

Jungkook casually pulled out a piece of Yellow Talisman Paper, held it between two fingers. The Yellow Talisman Paper moved without wind and ignited without fire. He formed a hand seal with his left hand and shouted sternly, “Get out!”

Instantly, an old man wearing burial clothes appeared before him, clutching his head and rolling on the floor, begging for mercy. “Heavenly Master, Esteemed Heavenly Master, I was wrong, I haven't harmed anyone, please spare me.”

Jungkook tossed the half-burnt Yellow Talisman Paper in his hand. “Clean up my room, or I will immediately scatter your soul.”

The old man tremblingly went to clean the room, while Jungkook walked to the small living room, sat down, arranged a simple setup, and opened the live-streaming platform.

The original host had his own live-streaming account with two thousand followers.

Jungkook started the live stream. Seeing fans greeting him in the comments, he greeted them back. “Good evening, everyone. Due to some recent circumstances, I plan to switch professions and stream every day. Please give me your support.”

【Little Kook, what profession are you switching to?】

【Little Kook's studio disbanded, what will you do? Big cry.jpg】

【Jeon Jungkook flies bravely, Little Bunny follows forever.】

Little Bunny is the fan name of the original host.

Jungkook genuinely smiled while looking at the fans' concerned comments. “Thank you for your concern, I am fine. My family has a deep tradition of divination and fortune-telling, so I plan to return to my old profession: live-streamed fortune-telling.”

【Me first, me first!】

【Don't rush, I'll calculate first, calculate when Little Kook can overcome this difficulty.】

...... Jungkook spoke up to remind them, “A fortune teller does not calculate their own fate, that is the first rule. Second, the divination cannot be empty. One divination requires one Angel Halo. Sincerity brings efficacy. No negotiation.”

“If the reading is inaccurate, no payment is taken.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the comment section immediately fell silent. One Angel Halo gift converts to three thousand yuan in cash. The original host's fans were mostly students who hadn't graduated, so naturally, they couldn't afford that much money to support him.

Jungkook set the price so high partly to prevent these children from overspending, and partly to filter out people who were just asking for frivolous readings.

After a long while, the comment section started talking again.

【I'm so poor, I don't have money to support our Little Kook.】

【Me too.】

【Me too.】

Jungkook smiled slightly, staring at the screen. “Don't worry, I am an adult and financially capable. I won't starve. If you study hard and live well, that is enough for me.”

“If you want to help me, you can see if you have any relatives nearby who need fortune-telling or exorcism. Have them connect with me for a reading; that would be a great help.”

As soon as Jungkook said this, the comment section immediately erupted again. The young fans started discussing loudly who in their families needed fortune-telling.

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Author's Corner

This story does not belong to me. All credits go to the original author.

This work is an adaptation of a Chinese novel. I only adapted and shared the story for readers to enjoy.

As this is my first novel, please feel free to point out any mistakes or errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated. ✨

Thank you for reading and supporting this work.💜💜💜

Jungkook spent two hours chatting with the fans in his stream. Only a few dozen people had entered the stream, and they only came for the sake of the original owner's face.

No one wanted their fortune told; the newcomers were all just spamming comments.

【Wow, the little brother is so handsome.】

【How tall is the little brother? Is he a 'Little Potato' brother?】

Jeon Jungkook: "180 cm. I'm a 'Big Sweet Potato' brother."

【Little brother's hair is so curly. He looks so well-behaved and cute; he's exactly my favorite type.】

Jungkook smiled slightly. 'I can snap a fierce ghost's neck with one hand. Is that cute enough?'

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the comment section changed.

【Ahhh!】

【Little brother, look behind you!】

【There's a ghost!】

【Ahhh, Little Jin, there's a vase flying in mid-air behind you!】

Jungkook turned his head to take a look; it was just the old man cleaning. "Everyone, don't panic. That's the original owner of this house. He died but didn't want to leave, so I'm just living with him. The old man is quite diligent; he's currently doing the housework."

【Holy crap, when the Streamer talked about fortune-telling, divination, and exorcism, he was for real !】

Due to this supernatural phenomenon, a large crowd quickly flooded into the stream, and the comments became all sorts of varied.

【Fake. It's probably being held up by a fishing line.】

【'Approaching Science' could film five episodes on this.】

【Technology and hard work. If you're so capable, why don't you let the old man reveal his true form?】

Jungkook turned to look at the old man and thought for a moment. "Revealing his true form won't work. Humans and ghosts shouldn't interact. If you see a ghost, you'll have bad luck, and that would be my fault."

【See, he's a liar making excuses.】

"Is it okay if I order him to do something?"

Jungkook pointed at the yellow paper behind him. "Pick up these papers."

In the video, a stack of yellow paper rose into the air out of nowhere, as if someone was actually supporting it with their hand, and it even trembled slightly.

【Oh my, it's even voice-controlled. High-tech.】

【What kind of technology is this? Reveal the secret for everyone.】

Jungkook felt helpless. What could he do if no one believed him?

Just then, a fan account popped up.

【Taro Paste Bobo tipped an Angel Halo.】

【Taro Paste Bobo: Little Kook, Little Kook, I found someone who needs a fortune told.】

After the live connection was established, two high school-aged kids appeared on the other side, a boy and a girl. The girl was Taro Paste Bobo. She nudged the boy. "Little kook, this is my cousin. He lost his electric scooter. Can you help him find it?"

Jungkook asked a few brief questions about the color of the scooter and the time it was lost, then he picked up the yellow paper in front of him and showed the calligraphy written on it to the camera: "Marsh, West, Broken."

"Marsh represents water, Dui represents West, and 'Broken' means incomplete. In other words, the electric scooter is in a place with water to the West, not far from your current location. Go look for it. However, it's damaged and probably unusable."

Taro Paste Bobo immediately took her cousin to look for it. "Little Kook, I'll keep the connection with you and live stream the search for the scooter."

Jungkook knew that Taro Paste Bobo wanted to help increase his stream's popularity. Since it was a kind gesture, there was no need to refuse.

After ten minutes or so, the two of them indeed found the electric scooter thrown into the water at the edge of the artificial lake. The battery had been removed, making it impossible to ride.

The cousin's eyes lit up. "That really is a bit magical."

Taro Paste Bobo said to him proudly, "See, I told you Little Kook wouldn't lie to you."

Jungkook smiled slightly and operated the backend to refund Taro Paste Bobo 2,999 yuan. "I'll just take one yuan as the divination fee. You're still a child; I can't take your money."

The platform took a fifty percent cut, so to refund the 2,999, Jungkook had to pay half out of his own pocket.

However, this move was very effective. The stream already had six thousand people watching live.

Jungkook looked at the camera, his long eyelashes fluttering. A polite yet distant smile hung on his lips. "Are there any other patrons who want a fortune told? I do three divinations a day, and there are two left for today."

【Mount Tai: Streamer, do you sell Peace Talismans?】

Jungkook: "I have Peace Talismans. 500 each."

【Mount Tai sent an Angel Halo.】

【Mount Tai: I don't want a fortune told. I want to use this money to buy a Peace Talisman.】

Connecting to Mount Tai.

Soon, an honest and simple-looking middle-aged man appeared in the stream. He spoke with a regional dialect and looked a bit shy in front of the camera. "I have four children. With the Dragon Boat Festival coming up, I wanted to get Peace Talismans for them, but they're too expensive at the temple. I can't afford them."

Jungkook looked at the man's face and blinked, hesitating for a few seconds. "You have four children? Your biological children?"

The man nodded. "Of course they're my biological children."

"But, looking at your features, you're fated to have no children..."

"Why don't you go get a DNA test?"

"You brat, if you don't know how to divine, just say so. If you don't have Peace Talismans, then you don't. What nonsense are you talking about? I have four kids; how could I be fated to have no children? I knew you were a swindler."

"Scammer, give me my money back!"

Jungkook sighed. The platform had already taken half the money, so he would have to cover the other half again.

The comment section also exploded, with everyone speculating about who was telling the truth.

Regardless of who was telling the truth, everyone was unanimously urging the man to get a DNA test, looking like they were just enjoying the drama.

The man was provoked by the comments in the stream. He left a harsh parting word and closed the connection. "I'll test them! If it turns out they're all my kids, I'll come back and make you pay for my reputation!"

Once the man left, the stream became quiet again. Jungkook continued to ask, "Next patron."

At that moment, Jungkook received a connection request and clicked accept.

It was a man in his early thirties with a scruffy beard. It looked like recent events had left him quite overwhelmed.

The man's voice was a bit raspy. "Hello, Streamer. Can I have my fortune told first and then pay? Money is a bit tight for me lately."

Jungkook nodded. "Sure."

'But you clearly have the appearance of someone who has recently come into wealth; you just made a big fortune.'

The man didn't know what Jungkook was thinking and proceeded to state his request. "Streamer, my wife is missing. She went out to play last week and never came back. She's been missing for five days now."

The man held his head, rubbing his messy hair into a bird's nest. "I've looked everywhere, and I've asked everyone I could ask, but there's no news. The police have been looking for her too."

He looked up, gazing at Jungkook behind the screen with eyes full of hope. "Streamer, I'm really at my wit's end. I happened to see you here telling fortunes and helping someone find a scooter, so I wanted to give it a try. Can you help me figure out where my wife is?"

"Alive, I want to see her; dead, I want her body. I can't just lose her without any explanation."

The man's face was full of deep affection and pain, and the netizens in the comment section began to spam the screen.

【True love exists in the world after all. As expected, love always belongs to others.】

【Crying over other people's love stories every day.】

【Streamer, didn't you say you're not using technology? If you help him find his wife, I'll believe you.】

【+1. I know this man. He's in our city. The news about him searching for his wife has been out for several days. It's true his wife is missing; he shouldn't be a plant.】

【Big brother, don't be fooled. This Streamer hired students to act as plants for finding that scooter.】

【Big brother didn't give any money, so he can't be scammed. Hahaha.】

【Big brother is still a big brother. Strong.jpg】

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Author's Corner

Hello readers !!

Hope everyone enjoyed reading this (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠).

What you think 🤔 about this man, any guesses.

Thank you for reading.

See you in next chapter (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠).

The comment section was a mess, with comments scrolling so fast they were illegible.

Jungkook remained silent, staring intently at the man's face. After a few minutes, he finally spoke, his expression cold and his tone indifferent, "Sir, where your wife is, don't you already know? Why bother asking me?"

"Streamer, what are you talking about? If I knew, why would I be searching everywhere for her? I even called the police." The pained expression on the man's face froze for a moment before instantly turning into anger.

"I advise you to turn yourself in." Jungkook didn't want to waste words on him. This man merely saw that he had low popularity and thought he was incompetent, so he came to gain sympathy and, incidentally, trick Jungkook into providing him with an alibi.

Too bad his plan was perfectly laid out, but he chose the wrong person.

The man tried to argue, but Jungkook didn't give him the chance. He shook the other phone in his hand, the screen displaying the missing person notice the man had posted.

"Mr. Tan, I have already examined your wife's Eight Characters of Birth and her physiognomy. According to the divination, the signs indicate: Death, Mutilation, Emptiness, Cold."

"In other words, she died five days ago. Her body should be incomplete, most likely dismembered. Her assets and possessions are all gone, taken by someone. Right now, she is in a very cold place. I guess it’s a freezer or a refrigerator?"

The man looked at Jungkook strangely for a moment, then let out a dry laugh. He took his phone and flipped the camera around to show his house. "Streamer, I don't have a refrigerator at home, much less a freezer."

Jungkook lowered his gaze. Looking at the face of such an evil person hurt his eyes, especially for someone who possessed the Heavenly Eye like him.

He looked at the comments below the phone screen, where attitudes were rapidly changing. "I never said it was in your house."

【Holy crap, no way. The thief crying'Stop thief'?】

【If this is true, then this Streamer is incredible.】

【Our Little Kook is the best! Everyone, please follow Jeon Jungkook, he's a small actor.】

【Killing a wife for money? The real-life version of 'Lost in the Stars'?】

【Terrifying! For a moment, I couldn't tell if the Deep Sea Starry Sky was scarier or this man.】

【Everyone pay attention, the Streamer said the body was dismembered and hidden in a freezer. Where could the body be hidden?】

Just as everyone was still guessing, suddenly there was a knock on the man's door. The man took his phone and went to open it.

"Streamer, are you determined to gain attention by spouting nonsense? Just now you called someone a Cuckold, and now you're falsely accusing me. I can call the police and have you arrested. I hate scammers the most."

The man spoke through gritted teeth, seemingly genuinely angry about being deceived.

But the next second, the door opened, and a group of police officers stood outside.

Jungkook looked up. "You're too late. I already called the police."

After opening the door, the police officer said, "Someone reported that you killed your wife, dismembered her, and hid the body in a freezer. We need to conduct a search."

He then pointed at the man's phone. "Turn off your phone. No photos are allowed at the scene."

Juny spoke up opportunely, "Hello, Police Uncle, I am the person who reported the crime."

The officer took the phone and said to Jungkook, "He doesn't have a refrigerator, freezer, or any kind of cold storage room at home. Comrade, if you know any details, please be more specific."

The existing information was too scarce, and Jungkook couldn't deduce anything further. If he were present at the scene, perhaps he could, but sensing things through the phone was impossible.

He pondered for a few seconds. "I need to know the exact time of Ms. Yao's birth. Based on her Eight Characters, I can deduce her location."

The police officer opposite him hesitated. Jungkook heard a voice nearby saying, "Charlatan?"

After a while, the police finally got the time of birth from the man's mother-in-law. Perhaps treating it as a desperate measure, the police ultimately tacitly agreed to Jungkook's request.

Jungkook calculated the result in just a few seconds. "North, three hundred meters, near flowing water."

"You two, watch Tan Yuan here. The rest of you, follow me."

The police took the phone and ran three hundred meters north. This was an empty lot in front of a residential building, and there was nothing there.

Only a sewer manhole cover.

The police opened the manhole cover and went down. The phone intermittently captured the scene below the well.

Following the rusty ladder down, an extension cord was hanging down, which was used by workers for maintenance.

At the end of the extension cord, a white freezer stood silently.

Over an hour later, it was completely dark. The police finally brought the freezer up to the ground undamaged. Caution tape was strung around the area, and Jungkook, along with the phone, was moved outside the cordon.

The viewers who were watching the screen, just as the phone was handed over, caught a glimpse of a freezer full of human remains and a pair of frozen eyes that stared accusingly even in death.

【Aaaah! nothing forbidden, nothing forbidden!】

【Why did I have to see this late at night!】

【Oh my god, what did I see? A person chopped into pieces!!!】

【Ahhh, so scary, I'm going to have nightmares.】

【I just saw her eyes. I feel like she's staring at me. She won't come looking for me, will she?】

【Streamer, help me quickly, I'm so scared.】

【The Streamer is truly divine! His calculations are too accurate.】

【I believe him. What shill would get himself involved with the police?】

【This man is definitely getting life imprisonment, right?】

【Ahhh, I was just sympathizing with him and cursing the Streamer. The backlash came too fast, like a tornado.】

【Me too. I'm sorry, Streamer Big Brother. I didn't believe such a handsome and divine Big Brother, but believed that old man. I was wrong.】

【I must have been blind to believe that scumbag's acting.】

Because many news outlets had reported on Tan Yuan's search for his wife, it was almost a household name. Therefore, when Jungkook exposed him, many people shared the live stream link.

By now, the live stream room had thirty thousand viewers.

Thirty thousand people in one night counts as a minor hit.

Jungkook saw the comments all expressing fear, so he thought for a moment, picked up a guitar—it was the original owner's.

He gently tuned the pitch. "Since everyone is scared, I'll chant a Calming Incantation for you. Listening to it can stabilize your mind and bring peace."

The guitar strings were plucked rhythmically, and a soothing chant flowed slowly from the young man's mouth. The gentle, low voice seemed to carry magic, making everyone who heard it unable to resist sinking into it.

【Little Brother's chanting is so pleasant to listen to. Having such a good voice is cheating, and most importantly, he's handsome.】

【Seriously, after listening to the Streamer chant, I'm not scared at all.】

【Me too! This Calming Incantation is so effective.】

【I played it out loud, and even my dog calmed down. It immediately let go of my slipper. It really is miraculous. My slipper is safe, yay!】

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Author's Corner

Hello apple pies !!!

So, how is the story so far (θ‿θ)?

Let’s have a small fun session!

Riddle Time:

I Speak without a mouth and hear without ears.

   I have no body, but I come alive with the wind.

   What am I?

The more you take, the more you leave behind.

   What am I?

I’m always in front of you but can never be seen.

   What am I?

Write your answers in the comments and let’s see who gets them right! 🤭✨