I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 89

She felt as if she were bowing towards her.

“Sister Wang used to be a female entrepreneur herself. She had a daughter, but unfortunately, the girl died in a car accident while in kindergarten.”

Hearing such a story, Luo Shuyu couldn’t help but rub her temples, feeling a slight headache coming on.

“I went to look into the accident from back then. The perpetrator is still in prison. However, coincidentally, Jiang Yiqing also attended that same kindergarten. Moreover, she was close friends with the deceased; people often saw them together. After the accident happened, the Jiang family moved away from that city and came to where they are now.”

“What did Sister Wang commission me to do back then?”

“Wang Dongmei cherished that daughter dearly. When the girl caught chickenpox at age three, she was incredibly nervous. Plus, since she was in real estate, it was rumored she used some shady tactics to trick homeowners into selling at low prices. As property values rose, she made many enemies. She listened to some charlatan or another and came to believe someone had hired a warlock to curse her daughter. So, she came to us. At the time, Shuyu, you performed a reading for her daughter. Do you still remember?”

Having performed readings for so many young children, Luo Shuyu had some vague recollection. She asked, “Did I speak too bluntly?”

Lan Changge sighed and said, “Yes. You were still young back then—gifted, but stubborn. You always felt that discussing life and death was a very objective matter and believed people should accept such impermanence. But human hearts are fragile, after all. To suddenly hear a terrible prophecy… the blow is not small.”

Luo Shuyu had entered the profession early. In her youth, she was somewhat arrogant and dismissive of others. Although she was only twenty-three now, she felt she had matured significantly since then. “Did I use the phrase—Wings Snapped Mid-air?”

“…Yes.” Lan Changge fell silent for a few seconds before saying, “The child was only a few years old, and you directly prophesied her second Great Pillar. You said when the Yearly Flow reached the Transition Palace, the Hua Ji (Cloud of Negativity) in the Transition Palace would clash with the Life Palace, making death inevitable. You called it the omen of Wings Snapped Mid-air!”

“…” Luo Shuyu had seen countless natal charts. While “Wings Snapped Mid-air” was dangerous, many people could resolve it. However, the little girl’s case was the type that could not be resolved. Seeing it back then had surprised her, and she had told Sister Wang without any sugarcoating. She still vividly remembered the woman’s pale face and expression of utter disbelief.

Lan Changge also recalled the situation: “Sister Wang refused to believe it. She grabbed your arm and begged you to look again, saying you must be tired and had misread it. She even knelt down, pleading for you to save her daughter. We’ve seen many such desperate parents in this line of work. Furthermore, that day happened to be the Qingming Festival; the ghostly energy was potent, which affected your mood. You simply waved your hand and had me send her away.”

“…Truly a sin.”

“Later, I heard from the cleaning lady that Sister Wang lingered outside our studio for a long time, not leaving until it was dark. She looked completely soul-crushed.”

“In the very year you predicted, the girl indeed died. After that, Sister Wang’s business plummeted until it collapsed. She ended up burdened with debt and could only live a meager existence. However, her coming to live next to the Jiang family seems to have another motive.”

“It truly is a matter of karma,” Luo Shuyu said. “In that case, this matter doesn’t just involve Jiang Yiqing; I also bear an inescapable responsibility.”

“I believe so,” Lan Changge said. “If you were Sister Wang, what would you think? Two children who often walked together—one died in a car accident while the other remained unharmed. She already suspected a warlock was cursing her daughter. Combined with the fact that you, Shuyu, are a metaphysical master and the Luo and Jiang families are old family friends, she surely believes you deliberately misread her daughter’s fate and then allowed Jiang Yiqing to trade her life for her daughter’s. What she is thinking right now is likely something very terrifying.”

“If I were Sister Wang, I would definitely want Jiang Yiqing to pay with her life, and then she would come after me. Both Jiang Yiqing and I are in danger. However, Jiang Yiqing is an easier target; she is currently in a wheelchair and has limited mobility.”

“That is exactly what I fear,” Lan Changge said. “Shuyu, I’m not worried about you because your grandmother also calculated your fate. You only have the suspicion of the ‘Heavenly Fate Solitary Star’ (a life of loneliness), but nothing that threatens your life. Jiang Yiqing is different. The person who calculated her fate is also a famous master in the industry; I fear she might not escape this calamity.”

“In that case, let us first dissolve the karmic obstacles,” Luo Shuyu said. “Prepare some peach-wood charms and similar items to be placed at the Jiang house. I will tell you the specific layout later.”

“Understood.”

“But the most crucial part is resolving Sister Wang’s resentment. That will be difficult. First, check where the girl’s grave is located.”

Lan Changge did a quick search and said, “The girl is still in the original cemetery. It’s one of the most famous cemeteries in the country, and the management fees are quite expensive. Let me see… Sister Wang is already in arrears. I suspect she will be triggered by this and choose to strike at Jiang Yiqing before going to the underworld to join her daughter.”

“Pay the fees for her first,” Luo Shuyu said, pressing her hand to her forehead. “But don’t let her know who did it. Remember to keep it anonymous.”

“Okay.”

“Should we tell Shangwei about this?”

“Let’s not tell them for now to avoid worrying them,” Luo Shuyu said. “Auntie Jiang has already entrusted Yiqing to me. Changge, do you think I can’t protect her by myself?”

“Uh… I didn’t say that.” Lan Changge didn’t know where Luo Shuyu’s sudden burst of motivation came from.

Indeed, although catching ghosts and reading fates was her job, it was rare to see such drive from Luo Shuyu. She usually did everything with an air of indifference.

Lan Changge contacted their long-time supplier for peach-wood plaques, five-colored rice, “Life-Buying” silk and paper money, and fresh purification fruits. Since it was for Luo Shuyu, they provided the highest quality items.

Auntie Qin pushed Jiang Yiqing downstairs and said, “Miss Luo is truly thoughtful. She said she wants to dissolve your karmic obstacles, which is why she’s holding this ceremony. From now on, Yiqing, you will be pure and at peace; no vengeful ghosts or demons will be able to get near you.”

Jiang Yiqing asked her system, “I remember when I was young, my Great-Ancestor said I was the reincarnation of a Vermilion Fruit—that I could bring great misfortune or great luck in the future. Dissolving these karmic obstacles won’t have an ill effect, will it?”

She didn’t doubt whether Luo Shuyu could pull it off; she was more concerned about whether she would cause an impact on the “original” Jiang Yiqing.

She wasn’t sure if the system understood the concept of “karmic obstacles,” but the system answered her firmly: “Don’t worry. By dissolving the karmic obstacles this time, the fortune belonging to you will be transferred to the original Yiqing, and her fortune will be transferred to you.”

“…Is that okay?” Jiang Yiqing asked. “Making her suffer for my sake… it makes me feel uneasy.”

“You’re overthinking it. The previous Yiqing will be even more like a fish in water in that world,” the system said. “So, Host, you must also work hard to look forward and live your own brilliant life!”

Jiang Yiqing arrived in the living room and saw Luo Shuyu and Lan Changge preparing for the ritual. She didn’t understand Luo Shuyu—she seemed to dislike her, yet she didn’t; and she was always putting in so much effort for her.

“The peach-wood charms are for warding off evil; place them at the door. The statues of the Three Officer Emperors go on the altar. The five-colored rice, pure water, and tangerines are all here. The cinnabar inkstone, brushes, and talisman documents are complete. Shuyu, is there anything else missing?” Lan Changge asked.

Luo Shuyu was dressed in a bright yellow ritual robe embroidered with auspicious clouds. The wide sleeves were symmetrically adorned with several Taiji Bagua patterns. She looked solemn and grave. As the incense was lit, the sound of the Three Pure Bells immediately transported everyone to another world.

Luo Shuyu’s gait and movements were profound and mysterious. Even Jiang Yiqing, who frequently went to the Three Saints Temple to pray, found them obscure yet incredibly systematic—clearly the result of dedicated study. When she offered incense to the altar, her arms were perfectly aligned, and the Bagua on her sleeves seemed to come to life, giving off a powerful sense of divinity. Jiang Yiqing, standing directly opposite her, felt as if she were bowing towards her and couldn’t help but look away, feeling a wave of embarrassment.

A goddess untainted by the mortal world—that was likely the only way to describe someone like Luo Shuyu. In Jiang Yiqing’s original world, there were many cultivators, but she had never seen anyone as stunning as Luo Shuyu.

Once the ritual ended, Auntie Qin sent photos to Jiang Shangwei. She didn’t dare photograph the divine statues, only the images of the purification water being sprinkled on Jiang Yiqing and Luo Shuyu burning the silk threads. The silk threads represented the tangled mess of ill-fated karmic ties; once burned, all would return to purity.

Jiang Shangwei was delighted upon seeing them and said, “These two girls look so compatible together, don’t you think?”

“I think so too,” Auntie Qin replied. “If they really ended up together, it would truly be a great joy!”

“It just so happens Lihua and I are at the church. We’ve decided to get Virgin Mary pendant icons for the girls. After all, we’ve prayed at all the famous domestic temples; we can’t leave out the foreign ones. It’s better to be safe than sorry.”

“You really are something,” Auntie Qin teased, though she didn’t disagree.

That night, Wang Dongmei received a phone call from an old classmate.

“Sister Wang, I’ve thought about it for a long time, and I felt I had to tell you, otherwise my conscience would never be at peace.”

“What is it?” Sister Wang said coldly.

“The man who was drunk driving that day… he had been drinking with a group of us before. Back then, awareness of the law wasn’t what it is now, and we failed to stop him. That’s how that tragedy happened.”

“He’s still in prison. Telling me this now is useless.”

“I see your social media posts; you’ve always blamed that girl who went to school with her—Yiqing, was it? What could a child that small possibly know?”

“The road where the accident happened wasn’t the way home. It was the way to Jiang Yiqing’s house. Do you understand?” Sister Wang said, her fingers tightening around her phone, her tone becoming uncontrollably intense.

“No, that day, Yue’er had just bought candy from my shop. She was on her way back. She told me that when she went to school the next day, she wanted to give the candy to Yiqing to eat. No matter what, this had nothing to do with Yiqing.”