“I once helped someone with a constitution just like yours,” Ye Lin said. “In the end, she transformed from a human ‘Koi’ into an ordinary person with slightly better-than-average luck. Her fundamental nature remained that of a Koi, but the way her fortune circulated was altered.”
Hearing this, Gu Li couldn’t help but feel a flicker of hope, though she didn’t entirely trust her. “Then tell me, what can be done to weaken this constitution?”
“Actually, it’s quite simple,” Ye Lin explained. “You just need to get some ‘earthly air.’ Those born with Koi fates always live lives of luxury and endless good luck, standing high above everyone else. Their powerful fortune clashes with the luck of those around them, causing the surrounding magnetic field to spiral out of control. If you simply step into the world of the common people—making your food, clothing, and lifestyle more ordinary—the flow of your fortune will change. As long as you don’t disturb the magnetic field, there won’t be trouble. In fact, a portion of that fortune will flow back into nature. You get to keep your constitution while giving back to the Heavenly Dao.”
“Really? It’s that simple?” Gu Li stared at her in disbelief. If she had known it was this easy, what on earth had she been struggling for all these years? She then asked how she should cooperate.
“Starting tomorrow, I’ll arrange your daily routine. Just do as I say.” Actually, Ye Lin didn’t even need to arrange a place to stay—this place was so full of “earthly air” it was practically burying them.
“Since you promised, you have to help me. You can’t go back on your word!” Gu Li gripped her hand tightly.
Ye Lin squeezed back. A slight chill radiated from Gu Li’s soft palm, revealing her lingering fear. “Don’t worry. I never break a promise. I’ll do exactly what I said!”
In the world of cultivation, a promise was worth a thousand bars of gold. Was it because of that very promise that she was now tied to Gu Li by a Red Thread of Fate? Ye Lin pressed a hand to her forehead. Did the Heavenly Dao have a glitch?
She was a “Lone Star of Heavenly Slaughter.” In her previous life, she hadn’t found a single cultivation partner in hundreds of years, yet she’d been here less than half a month and already had a Red Thread attached. It was both sudden and ridiculous.
“Argh!” Ye Lin ruffled her hair into a mess. She closed her eyes, re-confirmed the red thread around her ankle, and slowly began to accept reality.
Dijiu Li drifted in through a crack in the door with a knowing, “matchmaker” grin. Bowing, she said, “My congratulations to the Master! Congratulations on your happy—”
“Stop right there!” Ye Lin cut her off with a sharp wave of her hand. The bond was faint; in the mortal world, karmic ties rose and fell in their own time. It might even vanish eventually. Thinking this, Ye Lin decided to stop obsessing and let nature take its course. Maybe the Heavenly Dao was just playing a prank on her.
“Forgive my boldness, but Master, you don’t seem particularly pleased with this marriage bond? Life is long; having someone by your side is surely a blessing,” Dijiu Li asked, puzzled. In this world, those who could tie their fate to a Koi constitution were people of great merit and destiny. Moreover, such matches were always auspicious. Why was Ye Lin so troubled?
Ye Lin suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with such intense killing intent that Dijiu Li’s soul-form began to tremble. The ghost lowered her head instantly, not daring to utter another word.
“What do you want?” Ye Lin asked, smoothing her messy hair as she suppressed her aura.
“Master, this is the map of the positions where the Transfer Array talismans were placed.” Dijiu Li respectfully handed over the map. While waiting for Ye Lin, she had scouted every location. With this map, breaking the array would be much easier.
Ye Lin looked it over and tucked it into her pocket. “Ghost Master Dijiu, how are your talisman-drawing skills?”
“I can handle ordinary spirit attacks and block standard malevolent energy,” Dijiu Li answered honestly.
“Good. During the day, I might be separated from the ‘Array Key’—her name is Gu Li. When that happens, stay by her side to protect her just in case,” Ye Lin ordered.
Dijiu Li nodded understandingly, thinking to herself: Master Ye really is a gentle person. She says she can’t accept it, yet her heart is constantly worried about the other. Truly a reliable person to entrust one’s life to!
Once a bond is formed, responsibility follows. If Ye Lin were an ordinary person, she could ignore what she couldn’t see. But she was a Celestial Master; she had to take responsibility, especially after promising to help Gu Li change her fortune.
Recording continued the next day. Gu Li and the production crew had scheduled a small meeting for noon, so the morning recording proceeded as usual.
Except for Ye Lin, all the guests were fully made up. Even Gu Li wore light makeup. One had to admire Ye Lin’s natural beauty; being bare-faced didn’t affect her appearance on camera at all.
While lining up, Ming Fanshuang leaned toward Gu Li and whispered, “Film Queen Gu, did you sleep well last night? Look at me, I got so many mosquito bites.” She puffed out her lips in a pouting, aggrieved expression.
They had filmed quite late the night before and hadn’t had time to use repellent. Gu Li offered a few words of comfort before noticing something strange—she hadn’t been bitten at all.
What about Ye Lin? Gu Li was startled to see a row of red, swollen mosquito bites on Ye Lin’s arm. They were so perfectly aligned? It felt weird, but she couldn’t put her finger on why. Had she been bitten last night? She carefully touched the back of Ye Lin’s hand. “How did you get so many bites? Doesn’t it itch? When we go back, let me put some ointment on them for you.”
“Oh. Okay,” Ye Lin replied coolly. In reality, her heart was bubbling with embarrassment. Earlier, when she saw Ming Fanshuang get comforted just by complaining a little, she felt a strange spark of annoyance. So, what if you have bites? It’s not like I don’t have them.
Though the method was “unconventional,” a row of perfectly straight mosquito bites had instantly popped up on Ye Lin’s arm: pop-pop-pop-pop.
Years later, when Gu Li finally learned to control spiritual energy, she understood why those bites were so symmetrical. It was because a certain someone’s brain was as straight as a ruler, without a single curve in it.
Having received Gu Li’s comfort, Ye Lin felt much better. It was strange; she never used to be like this.
The director picked up the megaphone and addressed the guests. “Guests, during the early days of our nation, every industry made outstanding contributions to our development. Now, please draw your task cards. Completing the task earns a reward for tomorrow; failure means a penalty.”
The teams drew based on the quality of their housing.
Luo Quan’s Team: “Commerce.” They had to set up a stall at the village entrance to sell local produce and reach a specific sales target.
Ming Fanshuang & Shen Biejun: “Education.” They would teach at the village primary school for a day. They needed to collect a certain number of “Little Red Flowers” from students and staff.
Ye Lin’s Team: “Farming.” They had to plow a field. Success depended on completing a specific acreage.
Following yesterday’s “worst house” draw, netizens once again roasted Ye Lin’s luck.
【The program crew is taking you on a trip down memory lane of suffering.】
【Ye Lin’s luck is truly something else. She gets the worst every time. A human jinx!】
【So what? Our Sister Ye’s beauty is justice!】
【Simps, get out!】
“Guests,” the director continued with a smile, “there is a reward for the first to finish. Furthermore, in each CP, only one person is responsible for the labor, while the other is responsible for cooking a sumptuous lunch. If the lunch is a failure, you must perform a show at dinner!” The director looked at them mischievously. “Of course, you must find your own ingredients. Now, please assign your roles!”
Ming Fanshuang’s team decided instantly. Shen Biejun would be the teacher—he was fine with PE, music, or academics—while Ming Fanshuang would handle the cooking.
In Luo Quan’s team, Luo Quan naturally wouldn’t lower his status to do housework. As a Beta, he felt he should carry the heavy burden of labor, so Chen Qingyang was assigned to cook.
Then, the third pair dropped a bombshell that set the “dating show” world on fire. Gu Li, an Omega, was assigned to plow the fields! Actual plowing! Meanwhile, the physically strong Alpha, Ye Lin, was responsible for the cooking.
The comment section exploded.
【Gotta say, Film King Luo is a real man. Our baby is lucky to be with him. Thank you, Ye Lin, for not clinging to him.】
【What?! Ye Lin, are you even an Alpha? You’re making an Omega plow the field?】
【Ye Lin, be human for once! You’re an embarrassment to Alphas!】
【Film Queen Gu, if it’s too hard, just fail the task. Just slack off! Teaming up with this scumbag was a mistake!】
【It’s over. Is my ship sinking? An Alpha making an Omega do heavy labor?】
【Ye Lin, what is going on in that eggplant-shaped head of yours? Step up!】
Unaware of the comments, Ye Lin was staring solemnly at the red thread on her ankle, which was firmly tied to Gu Li. She clenched her fists, her expression clouded with inner conflict.
Author’s Note:
Gu Li: My wife doesn’t want to get with me.
Author: Then you get with her!
Gu Li (Chin in hand, thinking.jpg): Feasible!