An Rugu frowned slightly. Ever since she became famous, she received countless messages every day hoping that she would promote their products.
Shampoo, shower gel, snacks, shoes, clothes… there were so many things to choose from.
Even though she felt she was knowledgeable about this area, she has never heard of such a strange request.
She was really confused, so she just asked directly, “What do you want to promote?”
The White Impermanence smiled and explained softly, “After you read the memorial from Lord Yan, I’m sure you’ll find the answer.”
An Rugu paused, looked down at the missive in her hand that exuded a strong ghostly aura, and opened the cover casually. The complex bird-worm seal script1 came into view.
Shang Yue has never seen the Lord of the Underworld before, and was very curious when she heard that the Lord of the Underworld actually sent a memorial to An Rugu.
Chained up like a dumpling, she squirmed on the ground for a long time, crawled forward to An Rugu’s feet, and raised her head with great effort, trying to see what was written inside.
Anything written by the Lord of the Underworld must be very powerful.
But before she could see what was inside the letter, a ray of light pierced her eyes. It felt like they were burning in flames!
“Ah!!” She rolled on the ground in agony, her eyes gradually turning red.
Upon seeing this, the White Impermanence stretched out his right hand and a faint yin qi swept towards Shang Yue, covering her eyes.
Shang Yue’s burning eyes felt as if they were covered with an ice pack, and they felt a little better. She whimpered, “What the hell is that? It hurts so much.”
The White Impermanence sighed softly, “How can you read the memorial given by the Lord Yan himself?”
This little girl used to seem quite smart, but why was she becoming more and more…
Didn’t she realize that neither he nor the Black Impermanence was looking in that direction?
King Yan was the Lord of the Underworld, ruling over the Eighteen Levels of Hell and presiding over the cycle of death and reincarnation. He was half ghost, half god. Every word he wrote was a divine mark, imbued with terrifying power.
If Shang Yue’s cultivation was a little weaker, she might have been destroyed on the spot!
The White Impermanence glanced at An Rugu vaguely.
The human world and the Underworld were not connected. Even he, a Master Ghost of Impermanence who often came to the human world to collect souls, did not know much about the human world.
But… he knew An Rugu very well because he often watched her livestreams.
She was able to read the memorial smoothly for such a long time—she was probably not much weaker than the strongest Daoist priest in the world.
… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
After reading the memorial, An Rugu understood what was going on.
These days, the number of souls in the Underworld was exceeding the limit, and the yin envoys were too busy to handle them all.
Under these circumstances, the Underworld would usually select a living person from the human world and let them serve as a living yin envoy, also called a walking ghost envoy, a shadow walker, or a walking impermanence.
There have been many records since ancient times about the Underworld selecting people from the human world.
For example, in the previous dynasty, a man was invited to the Underworld to serve as a judge. He served for a long time and when he came back, he wrote a book called ‘Questions and Answers on the Underworld’, which explained the many emotions of the Underworld very clearly and lifted the mysterious veil of the Underworld.
Similarly, the Lord of the Underworld offered her a job, hoping that she would be his yin envoy.
However, her task was a bit different from that of ordinary yin envoys—the Lord of the Underworld hoped that she could livestream the work of yin envoys.
She was a little puzzled, raised her eyes, and looked at the quietly waiting Black and White Impermanence in front of her. “Has the Lord of the Underworld seen my livestream?”
The White Impermanence pulled out a red cell phone and said with a smile, “Technicians from the human world have gone down to the Underworld. They studied yin qi and learned to connect it to the internet so, indeed, we can also watch the livestream.”
The phone in his hand was clearly made of paper, but it actually worked. After opening it, there were very few software on the homepage, and the Shark Platform icon readily came into view.
“Our Underworld network construction has just started, so there are relatively few apps that can be used. The Shark Platform is the first software that the King of Hell asked the technicians to install.”
The White Impermanence clicked on the Shark platform, and after clicking for a while, he opened An Rugu’s livestream channel.
The livestream channel was playing a replay of the last livestream.
Comments from the livestream:
[This woman was able to snag both a father and a son at once. I’ve lived for thirty years and been dead for thirty, a total of sixty years, and I still haven’t hooked a single man. I’m jealous.]
[Damn, just eat the melons at home. This destined person, <Wandering Wizard>, is my cousin. I didn’t expect my cousin and uncle to be so naive. I’m speechless.]
[This host was so accurate at fortune-telling! I really want her to tell me where my ideal husband is. If he doesn’t come find me soon, I’m going to drink Meng Po soup and be reincarnated.]
An Rugu: “?”
The popularity in the upper right corner was a surprising 100 million.
“… Do you watch my livestream?”
The White Impermanence smiled and said decisively, “Yes.”
An Rugu, who has experienced many ups and downs, took a deep breath in disbelief.
She was actually more popular in the Underworld than in the world of the living?
Seeing a hint of surprise on her face, he said nonchalantly, “There are far more ghosts in the Underworld than living people in the human world. But cell phones are still a scarce commodity in the Underworld at this time. They can only be burned as offering by one’s family or bought from shops. Only a small number of ghosts own cell phones. There should be more of them watching after a while.”
An Rugu: “…”
I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
T/N: An Rugu expanding her audience haha.
Yin envoys or yincha are officials from the Underworld that escort the souls of the dead to the Underworld and capture ghosts that have turned violent.
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Chapter 71.1 — Catching Souls
Chapter 71.2 — Catching Souls
Chapter 71.3 — Catching Souls
Chapter 71.4 — Catching Souls
Chapter 71.5 — Catching Souls
Chapter 72.1 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.2 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.3 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.4 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.5 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
Chapter 72.6 — Their Date At The Ferris Wheel
FOOTNOTE:
- Bird-worm seal script is an ancient form of writing. They have been found on ancient bronze swords and iron antiques. ↩︎
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