Such a large donation alarmed the website administrator, who immediately sent a private message to An Rugu: [Hello, did you press the wrong amount with trembling hands? If yes, you can apply for a refund.]

An Rugu replied: [It’s not that I made a mistake, I really want to donate.]

The website administrator was very grateful: [Thank you for your support! On behalf of the students, thank you.]

To An Rugu’s fascination, the website administrator awarded her the title of ‘honorary philanthropist’, and her account now has an extra golden title.

When there was only 500,000 yuan left in her account, An Rugu stopped donating and left her room to take a walk outside.

… …

Shang Yue was different from ordinary ghosts: she has high cultivation, and the hand that was scalded by the five-emperor coins before has now grown back. After cleaning the temple, she had nothing else to do, and she often sat bored by the doors of the Daoist temple, playing with her fingers for a while, then propping up her chin to look at the wild flowers in the distance.

When An Rugu saw Shang Yue looking so bored, she talked to her about the donations she made just now, “I just donated more than one million yuan.”

Shang Yue didn’t understand the current prices, but she vaguely understood that it was a big sum. 

“Is it to accumulate virtue? Master, you are so young, you don’t need to start accumulating virtue so early.”

Shang Yue was a person from the Underworld; she knew many things, and donating money was almost the fastest way to accumulate yin virtue.

“Some people are really pitiful and need help.” An Rugu looked up at the clouds in the distance, “And most importantly, this can help me avoid backlash.”

It was not a lie that fate’s secrets must not be revealed. When you help people change their lives, you have to bear the weight of that changed life. If An Rugu didn’t donate money, something bad would happen to her.

Shang Yue always felt that An Rugu was completely different from the other bull-nosed Daoist priests that she had met before. She was much stronger than them, and everything about her was written with mystery.

She looked at An Rugu—the sun was shining on An Rugu’s face, making it blurry, making it hard to see clearly. For a moment, Shang Yue suddenly felt that she saw…

Shang Yue was in a daze, and after she came to her senses, An Rugu had already left.

… …

“I just made lotus flower cake¹, do you want to try it?”

“Okay.”

Shang Yue brought over a plate of lotus flower cake. The lotus flower pastry was very beautiful. Layers of pastry were separated like lotus flowers that were about to bloom.

An Rugu stared in surprise, put down the book in her hand, picked up a lotus cake, and put it into her mouth.

“Is it delicious?” Shang Yue’s eyes were full of hope. “How does it taste?”

An Rugu savored the taste in her mouth carefully. The lotus flower cake had clear, crisp layers, crispy and sweet.

There was a look of genuine surprise in her eyes: she didn’t expect the cakes made by a ghost to be delicious.

An Rugu has a cold personality, even if she liked something, she won’t show much of her emotions, but her expression this time softened a bit. “Very good.”

“As long as it tastes good. I learned this from an old ghost who was an imperial chef.”

Shang Yue had been too bored waiting in the Underworld, so she often found something to do and learned a little cooking.

An Rugu finished eating the lotus flower cake in her hand, her eyes flickering slightly. Shang Yue’s current behavior was a bit out of character for her personality, different from her usual lifestyle.

In the past few days, she has seen her counting bugs out of boredom many times.

“Do you want to understand the world?”

“I think so.”

An Rugu stood up and after a while brought back a mobile phone. “I bought this last year to give to my master, but it was useless for him in the end, so I’ll just give it to you.”

Shang Yue took the small black box in a flattered manner, turning it over and over curiously. She had been out walking in the world a few days ago and saw many people with their heads down, all playing with small boxes similar to this one. The small box not only emitted light but also made strange noises.

She worked hard for a long time but still couldn’t find the operation method, and she was as annoyed as an elderly person who had just gotten a smartphone.

Seeing this, An Rugu taught her some simple operations.

Shang Yue worked hard to learn the basic operation methods and with her growing success, gradually became interested. She sat next to An Rugu and played with her mobile phone.

A person was reading a book, a ghost was exploring a mobile phone—there  was harmony with each other. If there were Daoist priests here, they would probably be scared to death by the scene in front of them.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

For some reason, since An Rugu gave her the phone, Shang Yue began asking An Rugu for money every day. She would then go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables, and come back to cook.

Meals for breakfast, lunch, and dinner were all different, and the taste was always good.

An Rugu went along with Shang Yue’s initiative to cook.

However, after Shang Yue learned how to play with her mobile phone, she became a bit addicted to the Internet. When An Rugu saw her playing with her mobile phone and cooking vegetables in the kitchen at the same time, she was worried that she would get hurt.

But after thinking about it, Shang Yue was a person from the Underworld: she would not get hurt even if the gas exploded. So An Rugu simply let it pass.

… …

The explosive popularity of the livestream channel has brought a lot of traffic, and it was not small matter to simply go offline.

The next day, more than 20 people came to the Daoist temple to offer incense.

An Rugu didn’t like dealing with people very much, so Shang Yue took the initiative to take care of this matter, guiding them to offer incense, and explaining to them about Cloud Rise Temple. Her appearance was exactly as it was when she was still alive, and ordinary people could not possibly tell that she was a ghost.

One morning, Shang Yue suddenly brought two people in front of An Rugu. “Master, they came to ask you for divination.”

An Rugu put down the ancient book in her hand and looked at the couple in front of her.

They looked at An Rugu, and there was a clear flash of surprise in their eyes.

Her hair was as black as ink, and her eyes were dazzling, but her whole body exuded an aura so cold that people dared not look directly at her.

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: When An Rugu was dealing with the guilds that were trying to recruit her, she refused saying that profit-sharing with them would mean they would also share the backlash from revealing the secrets of fate. But it also said in Chapter 2 that streamers only receive 50% of the value of the gifts they receive—the other half go to the platform.

AFAIK she never provides Shark with any guidance or warning about backlash. Those poor shareholders and hapless employees 😱😂😅

1. Lotus Flower pastries are so pretty ↩︎