Jill couldn't tolerate Lin Chen's narcissism for even a minute, so she chased him around the shop and gave him a good beating before heading back to work.
Lin Chen and Harley returned to the store and immediately started their livestream.
The moment it opened, hundreds of thousands flooded in. It was obvious—Daoist Lin's popularity was only growing.
The comment section exploded:
"Master! I finally waited for you!"
"It's already afternoon! Do you always oversleep into your livestream hours?"
"Even if you were with beautiful women, you shouldn't be this salty! It's practically midday morning!"
Lin Chen grinned."Dear friends, I'm sorry, I kneel to apologize. Too many things happening lately. We'll start fortune-telling now. Deduct 1.9 if you want a reading."
With the screen filled with "1" spam, Lin Chen randomly selected a user named Lao He.
After a bit of backend processing, the camera opened — revealing a middle-aged man in his forties, brows furrowed, weighed down by sorrow.
"Hello, Daoist… I'm Lao He."
Lin Chen took one look at him and sighed internally."Old He, it seems you're troubled."
Lao He nodded, voice trembling."Daoist… today I want you to choose the burial date for my son. I hope… he'll have a better life in the next one."
Lin Chen's heart tightened.A middle-aged father who had lost his only child… no wonder grief was written all over his face.
"My condolences, Old He… what happened to your son?"
"A few days ago… he suddenly collapsed in school. Cardiac arrest, they said. He was gone before we could even react…"As he spoke, Lao He burst into tears.
Lin Chen's hearing was sharp — he could even hear the tears hitting the table. Harley sniffled, grabbed Lin Chen's arm, and whispered:
"Daoist… help him…"
Lin Chen asked Lao He to upload a photo of his son. After a moment of calculation, he said gently:
"In five days, the day will be suitable."
"Thank you, Daoist."Lao He sent a virtual rocket and prepared to log off.
But Lin Chen suddenly stopped him."Wait, Lao He. Your Yintang is dark, and there's a black aura on your forehead. That means trouble — serious trouble."
Lao He gave a hollow smile."Without my son, of course my life is bad."
Lin Chen shook his head."If you hold onto that mindset, you'll never climb out."
"Daoist… what do you mean?"
"Your wife — her emotions are unstable. Didn't you notice?"
Lao He froze."I… haven't been able to walk lately. Haven't paid attention. She didn't cry much… I thought she was stronger than me."
"No," Lin Chen said. "She bottled it up. She's on the edge of severe depression."
The livestream exploded:
"Depression is serious! Don't ignore it!"
"My colleague jumped from a building due to untreated depression…"
"Send her to a hospital ASAP! She needs treatment!" – Dr. Qiqi
Lao He looked overwhelmed, reading the comments."Thank you… I'll take her to the hospital immediately."
But Lin Chen added, voice solemn:
"If you don't take care of it now… she will leave you forever."
Lao He's face turned pale.Had anyone else said that, he'd think it was fear-mongering. But Daoist Lin had never been wrong.
"She needs immediate treatment," Lin Chen continued. "I'll send you meditation talismans, healing talismans, and a treatment formula."
Lao He nearly choked on emotion."If my wife dies too… I won't be able to live…"
"No need to pay," Lin Chen said calmly. "Your family isn't wealthy. Use the money for treatment. If you have extra in the future, donate to charity instead."
"Daoist… thank you…"
"Also," Lin Chen added, "your mother's health is poor. Get her cardiovascular system checked. My healing talismans will help her too."
Lao He repeatedly bowed, promising to take care of both his mother and his wife.
Lin Chen also told him, gently,"You and your wife can still have another child. Just take care of your bodies."
His fate in the original timeline was tragic beyond words — son gone, wife's depression leading her into the river, mother dying of a heart attack.But now…
[Ding! Host has altered Lao He's fate and gained 25 Merit Points!]
Harley quickly packaged the talismans and formula to send to him.
The livestream chat sighed together:
"Old He really suffered…"
"Good thing he met the Daoist."
"Hope his family starts a new life…"
"Have a big fat son soon!"
Black Widow, secretly watching from the corner of the shop, murmured softly:"Old He… stay strong."
Lao He, teary-eyed, said,"Thank you, everyone. We will live better."
And he logged off amidst blessings.
"Wooooo! Stinky Daoist! Your livestream made me cry again!" – Superkiller Girl
"Stinky Daoist, my tears fell on the famous painting I'm restoring! My bonus this month is gone!!" – Wonder Woman
Lin Chen rolled his eyes."Aunties, how is this MY fault?"
Wonder Woman's hatred meter hit max.She was already planning to fly over and punch him.
"The Daoist is flirting again!"
Lin Chen ignored them and tapped the lottery wheel.
[Congratulations! You've won the Golden Prize: The Nine-Character Mantra — "All Warriors, Forward!"]
He checked the details:At his current cultivation, chanting it could shock people, boost morale, and repel evil.Once he reached Earth Immortal level, it would become a sonic attack, devastating to ghosts and evil spirits.
Lin Chen grinned."Alright everyone, let's continue fortune-telling! I haven't finished today's quota yet!"
Netizens cheered:
"Ding! Daoist, spin again!"
"You have to entertain us!"
Soon the chat was spamming "1" again.
Lin Chen selected a user named Huijue Magician.
The camera flickered on — revealing a skinny monk with grey brows and beard, looking serene and ethereal.
"Amitabha. Poor monk Huijue greets the Daoist."
Lin Chen asked,"Master Huijue, what brings you here?"
The monk shook his head."Daoist… everything has cause and effect. A poor monk seeks nothing."
The chat instantly exploded:
"You don't have a fate? Then why are you here?!"
"Old monk, your incense business not doing well?"
"The last 'poor monk' we saw had 100 million hidden assets! Daoist exposed him on the spot!"
"I want to kick this bald fraud like a soccer ball!" – Superkiller Girl
"So old yet still full of nonsense!"
"Daoist, this monk is suspicious!"
Master Huijue's eyelids twitched."Amitabha… goodness… goodness…"
A sharp-eyed viewer suddenly shouted:
"WAIT! This monk is famous! He's the abbot of a major temple in Southern Province — very prosperous incense business!"
"Yes! He's also the mentor of Taiyun, the previous 'magician'!"
"He sells spiritual artifacts at insane prices!"
"Are you here for revenge?!"
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