Strip its fur off completely!

Those who had been waiting for a reading were taken aback by Yun Ran's words.

Yun Ran continued, "Do not easily give your birth data, locks of hair, or blood to just anyone. If you truly require a reading, it is best to find someone certified by the Taoist Association."

She said no more. Some things were best left at a hint; she was no savior, and she had no desire to entangle herself in such strange karmic complications.

The crowd could only watch as Yun Ran walked away, but her words lingered in their minds.

One person immediately grew wary. "Is the master worried that we’re being deceived?"

But another dismissed it. "All these fortune-tellers say the same thing to make themselves look more ethereal. They say rivals are enemies; who knows if she’s just fear-mongering because she’s worried about being upstaged?"

Those who heard this immediately distanced themselves from the speaker; they were capable of distinguishing good advice from bad.

The crowd soon dispersed, leaving the young masters and ladies who were still manning their stalls feeling listless.

"Does this Yun Ran actually have some real skill?"

"Who knows? Before this, I only heard she had a strange temperament, loved to be competitive, and liked to lie, but I never heard she could tell fortunes."

"Should we go find her for a reading when we get back? My family hired a master before, but he didn't seem as mysterious as Yun Ran."

"No way, I’m not getting involved with someone so jinxed."

...

Back at her lodging, Yun Ran ate and drank to her fill before lying on the bed to play with her phone.

Ginseng Fruit could finally take no more. [Host, we finally earned a bit of merit today, and your start was smooth. Why not seize the opportunity to earn more?]

Yun Ran stretched lazily. "It’s not like I’m dying right this second, so why work so hard? Don't you still have 100 years of energy left before you run out? Besides, do you know what it means to 'hoard a rare commodity'? I am, after all, a top disciple of the Qingfeng Temple; keeping up appearances is important! What’s wrong with taking a rest?"

Watching Yun Ran justify her laziness with such conviction, Ginseng Fruit finally understood why those at the Qingfeng Temple had been so frustrated with her.

Overnight, Yun Ran went viral locally.

Someone had recorded a video at the time, and out of a mix of wanting to share the spectacle and ridicule her, they had posted it online. Recently, livestreamed fortune-telling had become very popular, and many influencers were adopting that persona.

Although Yun Ran’s reputation was abysmal, Qu Ying was the female lead of this world—a "white moonlight" figure—and naturally, she possessed striking looks. As the daughter of the female lead, Yun Ran’s appearance was equally impressive.

Yun Ran’s video had all the ingredients to be a trending topic; it would have been hard for it not to go viral.

[Young girls these days are obsessed with becoming influencers. Looking at her, she’s clearly still a student. How the world has declined!]

[Which agency is this influencer from? She looks quite promising.]

[Say what you want, but this girl actually seems to have some real skills!]

[No way, you guys can't tell this is an obvious plant?]

...

Because so many people were discussing her, her body—which had been nearly drained of its luck—received a tiny nourishment of faith, which came as a pleasant surprise.

Yun Ran spent the next few days in freedom, but Qu Ying was not having such an easy time.

Without Yun Ran, her "tool" to fight her battles, and sensing that Yun Ran was slipping out of her control, Qu Ying had fretted herself into a sickness.

Yun Shaotang vaguely understood Qu Ying’s intentions and could sympathize with her desire to secure her footing in the Yun family. Since it wasn't his daughter who was suffering, and the outcome was favorable to him, he was neither distressed nor concerned.

Qu Ying took excellent care of herself and looked like a woman in her twenties, but now, her pale face was truly pitiable.

"You really should take care of yourself, especially knowing you're carrying a child..."

Qu Ying looked up at him with teary, imploring eyes, looking so wronged that he couldn't bring himself to blame her any further. Instead, he shifted all his dissatisfaction onto Yun Ran.

"I know you miss Ranran. Fine, I’ll have someone call her back to keep you company."

Yun Shaotang immediately pulled out his phone and called Secretary Zhang.

When Secretary Zhang received the order to fetch Yun Ran, his head began to ache. He couldn't help but complain to himself: He was just a secretary; did they really think he had three heads and six arms? If they didn't want the Third Miss to go, they shouldn't have agreed in the first place. Always causing such trouble!

Still, he hung up respectfully and called the head of the study tour department at the school.

After Yun Ran woke up and opened her door, a bird dropped excrement right in front of her, narrowly missing her.

Yun Ran’s temper flared instantly. She released the small paper doll she had tucked away earlier. "Go, find that bird that’s fouling everywhere and pluck its feathers clean for me!"

The little paper doll rubbed against Yun Ran’s finger, as if promising to vent her anger, and then zoomed off!

In all the years Ginseng Fruit had been a magical tool, it had never seen Yun Ran have such bad luck.

[The original host's destiny really has a massive impact!]

Misfortunes usually came in waves. Yun Ran began to calculate her own fate; while self-divination was never perfectly accurate, she could get a general idea.

After she finished, she couldn't help but roll her eyes in the direction of Haicheng.

Why was this mother-of-the-female-lead like an vengeful spirit, refusing to let her go?

She had been wondering why a bird would dare to act out in front of her; it turned out that both the female and male leads were dissatisfied with her.

The original host’s own luck had already been drained away, and now, being despised by the lucky protagonists of this little world, it was only natural that she would run into such bad luck.

Just as she was about to go get breakfast, she saw the lead teacher looking at her with a mix of pity and guilt.

"If you have something to say, just say it!"

The lead teacher had benefited from Yun Ran; even if he hadn't known her before or heard of her "glorious deeds," he had naturally made inquiries to get closer to her.

He had truly not expected her reputation among these second and third-generation scions to be so poor. However, he had formed a first impression, so when he heard these reports, he didn't believe them at first. He figured that a "drag-along" daughter who had married into a wealthy family with her mother must have been framed.

Just as he was planning to take better care of her, he received a call from the school leadership, ordering him to send Yun Ran back and even canceling her spot on the study tour entirely.