“Tsk, what’s this, a group outing for human traffickers?”  

A slender, curvaceous young woman in a light green fitted dress lazily eyed them, casually tossing a brick in her hand.  

She tilted her head, her expression innocent but her tone unbearably arrogant. “Why would you do something so utterly despicable? Do you have a death wish?”  

Well then, she might as well send them on their way.  

Without giving the traffickers a chance to react, she swung the brick straight at the head of the nearest one.  

Trafficker A pulled out a stun baton, his eyes bloodshot. “You fucking bitch, looking to die?”  

Trafficker B leered with a disgusting grin. “Boss, this chick’s got a killer face and a smoking body. Let me have some fun before we sell her to the clients!”  

“Little beauty, you walked right into this yourself!”  

The traffickers surrounded Huo Ning, their faces twisted with lewd, repulsive expressions.  

The two female traffickers, meanwhile, sized her up with calculating gazes, as if appraising how much she could fetch on the market.  

Huo Ning tossed the brick into the air, flicked out a talisman, and rapidly chanted an incantation. “Fall!”  

“This bitch—”  

BOOM!

Before they could finish yelling is she insane?, streaks of white light flashed through the hallway. The next moment, deafening thunderclaps and agonized screams erupted, crackling through the corridor.  

Bodies littered the floor, sprawled in every direction.  

They wouldn’t die, but they’d be spoon-fed every meal for the rest of their lives—that much was certain.  

When Yinhe Youdi opened the door, she was stunned by the scene before her.  

“M-Master Host… no, Master Huo, wh-what… what happened?”  

Her eyes locked onto the brick in Huo Ning’s hand.  

Huo Ning calmly tucked the brick back into her handbag, her expression unreadable. “Oh, I found this on the road. Thought it’d make a good weapon.”  

The brick suited her vibe perfectly.  

She’d fallen in love with it at first sight.  

Yinhe Youdi shook her head in horror. “N-no, Master Huo, I meant—what’s the deal with all this?”  

She pointed her kitchen knife at the heap of men and women strewn across the floor.  

Huo Ning was about to answer when she noticed the police arriving out of the corner of her eye. Instantly, she plastered on a fake smile and shook her head in feigned confusion.  

“No idea. Maybe they pissed off the heavens and got struck by lightning as karma.”  

Truthfully, after clearing Cheng Shuang’s name, she’d accumulated a bit more merit.

This time, the accumulated merit was actually enough for her to begin crafting Lightning-Summoning Talismans.  

However, creating these talismans demanded immense spiritual energy—so much so that she could only produce one at a time.  

Any more, and her body wouldn’t be able to handle it.  

Yinhe Youdi was baffled. “…Is that really what happened?”

Huo Ning shrugged. “Listen, the rain outside is pretty heavy.”

Yinhe Youdi: “…”

Sure, the rain was heavy—but she still didn’t believe the lightning strike was a coincidence. From inside the room, she’d vaguely heard Huo Ning utter the word “Fall.”

…

The police had rushed to the scene as soon as they received the report, fearing that a delayed response might lead to tragedy.  

But now, they were met with an unexpected sight:  

One girl holding a kitchen knife, another with a brick tucked in her purse—and on the floor, a chaotic pile of unconscious bodies… plus a speaker.  

The police: “…” 

Well. This was… unexpected. Hard to describe, really.  

…

Yinhe Youdi and Huo Ning were taken to the police station for questioning.  

By the time they stepped out, it was already 3:30 AM.  

The police confirmed that the men were indeed human traffickers—they’d been targeting Yinhe Youdi for days, using eerie cries from the speaker to lure her out.  

But because she was too vigilant, they’d failed every time.  

Frustrated, they’d resorted to ramming her door that night.  

Surprisingly, the officers knew about Huo Ning’s fortune-telling livestreams—yet instead of lecturing her about “promoting superstition,” they rewarded her with a 30,000-yuan bonus for helping capture the traffickers.  

Huo Ning hadn’t expected extra gains from tonight’s ordeal.  

The money was secondary.  

The real prize?  

This single act had earned her more merit than all her previous efforts combined—without accruing any karmic debt!  

She mused that perhaps these traffickers, left unchecked, had destroyed countless families.  

Her interference had, in some unseen way, stopped their evil and saved future victims.  

Outwardly calm, Huo Ning’s thoughts were turbulent.  

She’d initially hesitated to get involved.  

But Cheng Shuang’s tragedy had changed her mind.  

That’s why she’d urgently requested Yinhe Youdi’s address, called the police in advance, and raced over to save her.

After the night’s events, Yinhe Youdi no longer dared to return to her rented apartment.  

Huo Ning accompanied her to a nearby hotel, stopping at a 24-hour convenience store to buy a portable charger—Yinhe Youdi’s phone had long died.  

Back in the room, Huo Ning fired up her livestream, pulling Yinhe Youdi on camera to reassure their viewers.  

Seeing her safe and sound, the audience finally exhaled in relief.  

[Holy crap, actual human traffickers?! That’s terrifying!]

[Thank god the big sis is okay—I was scared to death earlier!]

[Traffickers’ tactics keep evolving. If you meet a hot guy “coincidentally” multiple times during a trip, it’s not fate—it’s a setup!]

[If a stranger asks you to deliver pads to their “girlfriend/daughter,” REFUSE! Flyers luring you to some obscure store? HARD PASS! Best-case, you lose money to scams; worst-case, you lose your freedom!]

[Ladies with cars: If someone claims your window’s broken to lure you out, bring property management as backup!]

[Hear a baby crying at night? Suppress the hero complex. Power outage? DON’T blindly open your door!]

Then, the incels arrived.  

[You selfish bitches are ruining bachelors’ chances to get wives!]

[I’m from the countryside—men here have no choice but to BUY brides because of people like you!]

The clapback was instant.  

[Aww, the micropenises are unionizing!]

[@CyberPolice, these accounts need a timeout. You’re welcome.]  

…

The ordeal reshaped Yinhe Youdi’s priorities—no more sketchy, cheap rentals.  

She later moved into a two-bedroom apartment in a bustling district with three friends. Cramped? Sure. But safety in numbers.  

(Though that’s a story for another time.)  

Exhausted, Huo Ning scanned the hotel room for hidden cameras, showered, and collapsed into bed.  

…

Next morning

“HOLY SH—!”

Yinhe Youdi’s shriek jolted Huo Ning awake.  

“OMG MASTER HUO SORRY FOR YELLING BUT—YOU WON’T BELIEVE THIS! SU MIAOMIAO GOT ARRESTED!”

After yesterday’s stream, Yinhe Youdi had binge-watched the fallout. She knew exactly how vile the Su family was.  

The update: Police intercepted the Sus at the airport, moments before they fled abroad.  

“Li Lu finally did something decent—handed over all evidence of Su Miaomiao’s crimes! Only downside? That bald monk who aided them VANISHED!”

Huo Ning smiled faintly but said nothing.  

The Su family’s crimes were laid bare for all to see, sending shockwaves across the internet.  

[Holy shit! The little monster bullied classmates and committed murder, while the old bastard ran drug-laced gambling dens with “escort services” and colluded with Myanmar scam syndicates! How are these people still breathing?!]

[OMG he was behind kidnappings too? That respected Jiangcheng businessman who was dismembered years ago—HE ORDERED THE HIT!]

[New bombshell: Su Miaomiao helped her dad’s mistress torment her own mom. Then after the mistress married into the family, she greased a spiral staircase—the woman fell, cracked her skull, and died with her unborn baby!]

[Some people are just born evil.]

[Honestly disappointed Li Lu didn’t end up on her kill list.]

When arrested, Su Miaomiao had shrieked about her innocence—until mountains of evidence reduced her to a sobbing, floor-thrashing mess in detention. She even faked psychosis to dodge justice.  

Her father, meanwhile, clung to delusions of bribing his way out.  

But karma arrived with gavel in hand:  

– Su Miaomiao (an adult at the time of her murders) and her father received death sentences with immediate execution, their assets seized. The internet erupted in cheers on execution day.  

– Li Lu, though uninvolved in killings, got five years for perjury, obstruction of justice, and online defamation that devastated Cheng Shuang’s family.  

Post-prison, Li Lu’s “white lotus” act persisted. With a criminal record barring employment, she leeched off wealthy men—until one dumped her. She demanded 500,000 yuan as hush money, threatening to expose their affair to his wife and employer.  

The outcome? The man had her re-arrested for extortion.  

(But that’s an epilogue for another day.)  

…

With justice served, Huo Ning’s merit points skyrocketed.  

And this time—fragments of the original host’s memories flickered to life within her.