Su Hua looked at him and said, "If she didn't want to live here, would she have moved in? Oh, you silly kid, listen to the nonsense you're saying!"
So, Xiang Wan settled down in Tengyun Village for the time being. The mountains were beautiful, the water was clean, the scenery was peaceful, and she no longer had to worry about not being able to escape in case of a fire.
At the end of the day, she knew she had to expand her mental sea powers again and relearn the defensive spells from her previous life. Otherwise, she'd always feel like her fragile body was at risk.
Tomorrow, the livestream starts again. Now that her mental sea had recovered faster and faster, she could handle up to three divinations in a day. Although she could push the limit, Xiang Wan decided to keep it at three readings per day.
Some might say that with her ability, she should help as many people as possible. But there were millions out there needing help, and even if she worked day and night without rest, she couldn't possibly solve all the world's problems.
Since that was the case, she chose to maintain a comfortable pace for herself.
In just one month, platforms like Orca and Elephant had churned out plenty of fortune-telling streamers hoping to replicate Xiang Wan's success.
Perhaps out of admiration for her, many viewers saw these new streamers as mere knock-offs of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
Compared to Xiang Wan's straightforward and accurate style, these so-called "mystic masters" filled their broadcasts with vague and ambiguous predictions, drenched in psychological suggestions that left viewers unsatisfied.
There were even some who got hooked on the "mystic drama" trend. Though these shows followed Xiang Wan's minimalist style, they clearly stated upfront that everything was fictional. "Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental," they claimed.
How boring! It was the realism that made things thrilling. The earlier case involving Sun Wenli had been re-enacted by these streamers, but people felt like something was missing.
What was missing? Authenticity!
Exactly—what they lacked was the authenticity and spontaneity. Their scripted productions were flashy and attention-grabbing, sure, and they drew in plenty of viewers. But for Xiang Wan's fans, only Xiang Wan was the real deal.
It was as if they were saying, "As long as she's around, everyone else is just a side character."
On the entire livestream platform, who else but Xiang Wan could pull off a fortune-telling session that auctioned for 240 million? Seriously, who else could do what she did?
So, the moment Xiang Wan's stream went live, it was game over for all the other streamers broadcasting at the same time.
Tonight, Xiang Wan appeared wearing a Hanfu made of elegant Xiangyun silk, her face covered with a veil. After not seeing her for half a month, her fans flooded the chat, gushing about how she looked even more beautiful.
As soon as she came online, an account named "Low-Key Living" instantly dropped 2 million worth of gifts, lighting up the screen with flashy effects and propelling her to the top of the platform.
Every other streamer, big or small, could only watch with envy. In this industry, no one had mastered it quite like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. Her following was huge, loyal, and growing by the day.
"Wow, wow, wow! The news didn't lie! Low-Key Living is actually the super-rich guy who went low-key after being kidnapped!"
"Streamer is seriously awesome—earning at least 240 million from a family with deep roots and insane power in the capital!"
"More than that! The auction price was 240 million, but Low-Key Living has probably tipped over a million! Get your facts straight!"
"Waaah, must be nice to be rich! Here I am with my measly 3k monthly salary, just shouting 666 in chat."
"Die Die, stick with us!"
"Finally, she's back! Ugh, I was so sick of all those knock-off streamers."
"You can spot a fake a mile away, seriously! Especially those so-called 'mystic masters,' total scammers. One of them conned me out of over a thousand bucks with a palm reading. How heartless do you have to be to rip off a broke college student?!"
"Strength, democracy, civilization, and harmony—can't those eight guiding principles save a college student like you?"
"I used to be a materialist, but ever since I started watching Butterfly's streams, I've begun to question the world. Now I hold a deep sense of reverence for everything."
In her first stream after her return, Xiang Wan's live broadcast shattered records, drawing in billions of viewers. She had officially hit the ceiling—none of the other top streamers could even come close.
Many shopping streams even paused their sales, with streamers encouraging fans to go watch Xiang Wan first and come back to buy stuff after.
Xiang Wan greeted everyone on camera: "Hi, everyone! It's great to see you all again!"
"Waaah, my Butterfly! I'm completely in love! What should I do?"
"What's that face under the veil that has me so captivated?"
"Butterfly, I know you're not big on small talk, so let's just get straight to the point!"
"+1!"
"Agreed."
"Same here!"
The chat was flooded with agreements, and Xiang Wan chuckled. Her fans had been with her long enough to know exactly what kind of person she was.
"Alright, let's get to the main event and start the giveaway!" Xiang Wan said, as she started the random selection of 200 winners from the prize pool.
"We have a winner! A viewer named Xiao Fei will be joining us for a paid video call." The name Xiao Fei quickly popped up from the pool of 200, and Xiang Wan read it aloud.
Ever since Xiang Wan blew up in popularity, fans who made it into the pool of 200 were glued to the stream every time, because a 1 in 200 chance was much better than a 1 in a billion shot. Who knew, the next lucky one could be them!
Xiao Fei, it seemed, had been waiting for this moment. As soon as she was picked, she sent over a deluxe kaleidoscope gift and requested to join the video call.
When the call started, the viewers noticed that the woman on the other side was quite striking—pale skin, shoulder-length hair, pretty, and elegant.
But dark circles under her eyes revealed how exhausted she was, like she hadn't slept well in a long time, looking both worn out and pale.
Xiang Wan straightened up when she saw her: "Hi, Xiao Fei."
"Hello, Xiang Wan. I'm Xiao Fei."
"Hi, Xiao Fei. How can I help you today?" Xiang Wan asked.
Xiao Fei nodded and licked her lips before beginning, "I've been married for five years. My daughter is three, and I've been practically a servant, taking care of my husband's family. But recently, I found out my husband's been cheating, and he has an illegitimate child. His parents knew all along and have been covering for him, even providing them with money for a house and car."
"And as for my daughter? I've had to buy her formula and clothes myself. I even paid for the nanny out of my savings. Now they're trying to force me into a divorce, but I can't even claim any property because everything under my husband's name has been mortgaged. It all belongs to the bank, and I can't take anything with me!"
"They're trying to push me out with nothing, so the mistress and her son can move in. But I can't accept it. I've sacrificed so much, and now they want to leave me and my child with nothing."
Before Xiao Fei could finish, she burst into tears. Her three-year-old daughter, sitting sweetly in her lap, gently reassured her: "Don't cry, Mommy. I'll protect you."
"Mommy's okay," Xiao Fei said, wiping her tear-streaked face with a tissue.
Xiang Wan used her "Eye of Reincarnation" to look into Xiao Fei's fate before responding, "Xiao Fei, your troubles go deeper than this. Do you know you're currently carrying over five million in debt?"