[Oh my god, I recognize him! Isn’t this "Mushroom Bro" who was super popular on Moyu Stream for a while? He’s a pretty big blogger, why did he suddenly switch to Yunya Live?]
[I think I know about this. Moyu Stream underwent so reforms a while ago. I heard they banned broadcasting of horror folklore, and a lot of blogger accounts were sealed. "Mushroom Bro" was probably among them.]
[He’s been quiet for a while; I thought he’d left the scene! Didn’t expect him to co to Yunya Live and even connect with the Master. "Mushroom Bro" changed out of that big mushroom haircut, I actually didn’t recognize him!]
As the Fated Caller recounted his experience, so netizens who browsed widely imdiately recognized his identity.
Imdiately, they all started to gloat.
Because anyone who had watched his previous streams knew that the Fated Caller played a very dangerous ga and was incredibly stubborn.
Many netizens had advised him not to disrespect ghosts and deities, but he’d ended up getting scolded fiercely in return.
Now, seeing him here crying for help, there was a genuine thrill, like reading a satisfying novel. Everyone was laughing, trying not to be too loud.
"Master, I truly know I was wrong. I want to know, do... do I still have a chance?"
The Fated Caller had no ti to get angry now. He was terrified of death, after all, he was only in his early thirties and had plenty of ti left to live.
It would be too much of a loss to die here and now.
Yao Yao tilted her head and said, "Since you’re clear about what you’ve summoned, then there’s a way to resolve it."
As soon as she said this, a smile imdiately appeared on the Fated Caller’s face. However, before he could fully smile, it froze the next instant.
"These are all ill-gotten gains that shouldn’t have been acquired; you’re earning money from the dead. To resolve this calamity, this money cannot be kept."
"Ultimately, how you choose, Uncle, is up to you!"
Yao Yao slowly finished her statent, then said nothing more, quietly waiting for his reply.
And so-called ill-gotten gains are wealth that one might get but not live to spend, such as family fortune acquired through Five Ghost Transference.
Of course, another type is like the Fated Caller, money gained by provoking ghosts and deities for attention.
This kind of ill-gotten gain can only truly clear karmic debts if it is completely dispersed.
The Fated Caller’s expression kept changing at that mont, finally slumping like a defeated rooster.
He looked up at Yao Yao, nodding with difficulty. "I want to live!"
In the end, the desire for life clearly outweighed the blind pursuit of money. After all, no matter how difficult his life beca, he could at least still enjoy so things.
To die imdiately, that would be the end of everything.
Seeing him make his choice, a smile also appeared on Yao Yao’s small face. "Uncle, I will send you a few Peace Talismans. Wear them every day, and they can temporarily keep you safe."
"Once you personally dedicate all the wealth you acquired to charity, those ghosts will no longer co knocking."
As for the portion the Fated Caller had already spent?
He had already paid for it by depleting his lifespan. After all, under such dense yin energy, how could one not deplete their lifespan?
"And as for that evil ghost behind you, Uncle, since it has killed people, I will not let it remain!"
Yao Yao’s gaze shifted, landing directly on the Malevolent Ghost that she had injured so badly it couldn’t get up. Layers of bloody light emanated from its body, clearly indicating it was a Sinister Ghost that had killed many innocent people.
Towards such ghosts, Yao Yao would show no rcy.
"Slay!" With a slight movent of her lips, a wave of Word-Made-Law power surged forth.
The severely wounded Malevolent Ghost didn’t even have ti to let out a scream before its form slowly crumbled into oblivion.
The mont it dissipated, the Fated Caller felt the room seed to warm up.
He wasn’t foolish; he imdiately understood that the Master had resolved his troubles and continuously thanked her profusely.
At the sa ti, he repeatedly guaranteed that he would properly handle those ’ill-gotten gains’ and then left his shipping address in the backend.
[Sigh, just agreeing to help solve it like that, it feels a bit stifling!]
[The Master is truly too kind after all. If he hadn’t encountered the Master, he might have been ’blackmailed’.]
[Alright, alright, what’s there to complain about? The Master must have her reasons for doing this. Don’t start a fla war!]
The veterans of the live stream truly loved this broadcast. Gossiping and joking were fine normally, but to tarnish the live stream’s reputation? They would be the first to disagree!
And whether it was refusing to save soone in distress, or acting petty and narrow-minded, both would undoubtedly tarnish the Master’s reputation.
Once a fla war started, with the sheer size of the Master’s live stream, those marketing accounts would definitely talk nonsense.
"Thank you, big brothers and big sisters, let’s not start any fla wars!"
Seeing these unfamiliar netizens defend her, Yao Yao’s mood brightened, and her big eyes curved into crescent moons.
The reason she wasn’t angry was because she knew the Fated Caller would pay the price for his greed. He had used shortcuts to gain wealth and had grown accustod to living lavishly.
The Old Daoist had said, "It is easy to progress from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to return from extravagance to frugality." He could no longer return to his original state of mind.
And without an increase in his own abilities, his altered state of mind would constantly tornt him. His life would beco increasingly impoverished, and coupled with the depleted lifespan, these punishnts were already sufficient.
"Hehe, now we only have one last spot left. Let Yao Yao see who will be the lucky one."
After the Fated Caller disconnected, Yao Yao efficiently initiated the final draw.
As the live stream neared its end, the comnt section instantly erupted in wails, all filled with reluctant ssages.
Of course, more prevalent were those who hadn’t won, pounding their chests and stomping their feet, as well as the ’bitter remarks’ from those envious of the winners.
"Hello, big brother, what would you like to tell your fortune about?"
This last Fated Caller had a very proper appearance, but his condition wasn’t very good. He had a head of frizzy, yellowish hair that looked malnourished, and heavy dark circles accumulated under his eyes.
"Hello, Master!" His entire state appeared extrely fatigued. Hearing the Master speak, he forced himself to cheer up.
This sight made the netizens sowhat apprehensive and fearful that this person might suddenly die.
[As advice from soone who’s been there, young people shouldn’t pull all-nighters, otherwise your body really won’t be able to cope.]
[The Fated Caller’s body is clearly starting to give out. Don’t wait until you’re ending up in the ICU to regret it; it’ll be too late then.]
Seeing these comnts, the Fated Caller’s eyes reddened slightly.
He said with a heart full of distress, "I... I want to sleep too, but I can’t sleep... Now, the mont I close my eyes, I dream of a large snake coming to claim my life... That feeling is too real... I... I dare not sleep!"
Seeing that he had drawn the chance to connect with the Master, which was key to whether he could return to a normal life, the Fated Caller no longer held back.
He tried his best to muster his spirits, then explained the problem he was facing.
Initially, hearing about a large snake appearing in dreams, Yao Yao had grown a little interested. But the more she listened to the Fated Caller’s words, the heavier her expression beca.
Finally, after learning the full story, the only thing left in her gaze towards the Fated Caller was a profound sense of ’speechlessness’.
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