I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 100: The Infant Child Is Here

The Red-clothed Ghost was not the same ghost she had been before.

She wore a modern, high-end luxury red dress and red high heels. Her once jet-black hair was now dyed wine-red, and her face was done up in the trendiest influencer-style makeup.

At first glance, she really did have the air of a Fairy Sister. Her only flaws were that her face was powdered a little too pale and she had no body fat whatsoever—she was utterly scrawny.

When the Red-clothed Ghost saw Jin Fan looking her way, she huffed. "I know I’m as beautiful as a goddess, but don’t you get any funny ideas!"

Jin Fan quickly replied, "I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare!"

Just then, Kang Naixin’s voice rang out from outside the door. "Jin Fan! Jin Fan! Where are you? Get your worthless ass out here!"

Jin Fan knew exactly why Kang Naixin was there and couldn’t be bothered to deal with her. He was just about to head upstairs when Kang Naixin keyed in the passcode and let herself in.

Jin Fan angrily demanded, "How did you get in? Who told you the code?"

Then, he gave a self-deprecating laugh. "It was Kang Lin, wasn’t it? She sure treats you well!"

With her hands on her hips, Kang Naixin laid into Jin Fan. "Jin Fan, you hired stalker fans to spy on me, and all for that bitch Shen Zhiyao! And after I was so good to you! Back when our other relatives ignored you, I was the only one who’d even talk to you! You ungrateful bastard, how dare you treat me like this!"

Hearing Kang Naixin insult Shen Zhiyao, Jin Fan’s expression darkened. "You can curse me all you want, but leave Shen Zhiyao out of it. Otherwise, I won’t go easy on you."

"You won’t go easy on me?" Kang Naixin clapped her hands, and a dozen burly men filed in from outside.

’I’ve been way too nice to Jin Fan,’ she thought. ’That’s why he dared to walk all over me.’

’This time, I’ll teach him a lesson!’

Before coming, she had tested the waters with Kang Lin.

Kang Lin had been furious with Jin Fan at the time. Annoyed, she had deliberately told Kang Naixin, "I spoiled Jin Fan too much, and that’s why he dares to treat me this way! When I get the chance, I’m going to teach that wretched son of mine a lesson!"

Only with Kang Lin’s blessing did Kang Naixin dare to show up at Jin Fan’s home in such a grand fashion.

When Jin Fan was young, he was often bullied by his cousins. Whenever he got beaten up, Kang Naixin would be the one to comfort him, telling him not to tell Jin Huai Zhong.

That way, Jin Huai Zhong wouldn’t think he couldn’t get along with his cousins and stop inviting him to family gatherings.

Though Jin Fan acted arrogant outside, at home, he was a total punching bag.

That’s why Kang Naixin dared to bring people to his home now.

In the past, Jin Fan had been naive and easily scolded by Jin Huai Zhong. Now, he had wised up. He snapped at Kang Naixin, "Kang Naixin, you dare touch me? Aren’t you afraid my dad will settle the score with you?"

Kang Naixin slapped Jin Fan across the face. "After I’m done with you," she said arrogantly, "I’ll just say you’re a troublemaker who got beat up outside. My aunt will believe me anyway; she’ll take my side. That’s why I’ve never had to face any consequences for hitting you, not since we were kids!"

The Red-clothed Ghost was admiring the designer clothes when the sharp sound of a slap made her look up. "Who is this woman?" she said, annoyed. "Why does she keep yapping nonstop? Is she a dog or something, barking away in here?"

At that, Jin Fan burst out laughing.

’As expected of one of Shen Zhiyao’s ’soldiers,’’ he thought. ’She has a wicked tongue!’

Only then did Kang Naixin notice someone else sitting on the sofa. At first glance, she thought it was a corpse.

"Who’s this?"

Jin Fan, still fuming from Kang Naixin’s abuse, suddenly remembered he had backup. He eagerly scampered over to the Red-clothed Ghost’s side. "This woman is my cousin. She’s always sending people over to beat me up! Heavenly Fairy Sister, you have to help me!"

That "Heavenly Fairy Sister" made the Red-clothed Ghost grin so wide she couldn’t close her mouth, revealing rows of teeth. "Don’t you worry. With me here, nobody can lay a finger on you!"

"Heavenly Fairy Sister?" Kang Naixin’s face twisted in disgust. She glanced at the pile of luxury goods Jin Fan had bought for the ghost, her brow furrowing. "Jin Fan! What is wrong with your taste? This woman is ugly, scrawny, and she stinks! You’re actually into this? And you bought her all this stuff? My god, if my aunt finds out, she’ll have a heart attack!"

The smile on the Red-clothed Ghost’s face instantly froze. She fixed her eyes on Kang Naixin in a death glare. "Who did you just call ugly and scrawny?"

In less than ten minutes, Kang Naixin and her pack of bodyguards were thrown out, bruised and battered.

The Red-clothed Ghost, Xinxin, dusted off her hands with a proud expression. "The Master said I’m not allowed to kill anyone. So I just beat them to a pulp and threw them out. That should be fine, right? Hehe!"

This was the first time in Jin Fan’s entire life that someone had stepped in to protect him right when he was about to be beaten.

He was so moved that he started to see the Red-clothed Ghost as a stunningly beautiful and impossibly cool goddess.

"Heavenly Fairy Sister, you were so awesome just now! Who are you? How can a woman as beautiful, cool, and amazing as you even exist in this world!"

"Wow! Heavenly Fairy Sister, it’s no wonder the Immortal trained you—you’re just as amazing as she is! The Spiritual Power you just used was so awesome!"

Having lived for a thousand years, this was the first time the Red-clothed Ghost, Xinxin, had ever been praised so effusively. She got a little flustered. "No, no, no... not at all. I’m still nothing compared to Lele..."

...

「12:00 AM」

Nanbowan leaned against the window, her heart pounding violently as she watched the mysterious ritual in the square below.

A boy was dragging a massive backpack. He emptied a pile of bones from it, then took out a needle and thread and began to sew scattered bits of flesh back together.

Slowly, a brand-new, patched-together boy was created.

Blood pooled on the ground, and the thick, coppery stench drifted up from the square, making Nanbowan sick to her stomach.

Strangely, once the corpse was reassembled, they didn’t play with it. Instead...

Instead, several figures began tearing the body apart. Once it was ripped into pieces, they started to chew.

The crunching sound of gnawed bones filled the room once more...

Witnessing this, Nanbowan clutched a piece of candy in her hand, her breath coming in heavy gasps.

The next moment, the patched-together corpses snapped their heads around, their pitch-black eyes staring straight at her.

"Ah!"

Though the corpses’ steps were slow, they moved relentlessly in her direction.

She slammed the window shut, clutched the candy, and dove under the covers, pulling them over her head. For a long while, she didn’t dare make a sound.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The birthday song rose in unison with the sound of scratching on glass. Lying in bed, she barely dared to breathe, praying for someone to come and save her.

At that moment, Shen Zhiyao, who was in the middle of her cultivation, sensed that Nanbowan was in trouble and wouldn’t last until morning.

She activated a Teleportation Array and transported herself into Nanbowan’s room.

The moment she arrived, Shen Zhiyao ripped the covers off Nanbowan, who jolted in terror.

"AHHH—"

"Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me, and don’t eat me! I don’t taste good!"

Nanbowan flailed her arms and legs, leaving Shen Zhiyao speechless.

Shen Zhiyao said coolly, "Why don’t you open your eyes and see who I am?"

Nanbowan tentatively opened her eyes to see Shen Zhiyao standing in her bedroom. "St-Streamer... what are you doing here?"

There was no time for explanations. The infant’s malevolent aura was growing stronger...