After enduring a heavenly tribulation, Wu Yin was struck by lightning and sent back to the 21st century.

Penniless and stranded, she had no choice but to set up an online stall offering fortune-telling. She told fortunes, caught ghosts, and healed ailments—so long as you could pay, she’d take the job.

“Master, if you’re so capable, tell me where my daughter, who was abducted years ago, is!”

Wu Yin: “You don’t have an abducted daughter. You buried her in the pigsty at your old home after killing her.”

“Master, is my mom haunted by a ghost?”

Wu Yin: “Because your mom mistook your father-in-law’s ashes for powdered camel milk and drank them.”

“Master, I keep feeling like my daughter-in-law wants to harm me.”

Wu Yin: “Relax. Your daughter-in-law can’t be bothered. It’s your own son who wants you dead.”

“Master, is it true you healed President Tan’s legs?”

A pair of long legs in tailored slacks stepped into the frame. “Yes. My wife healed me.”

Fans: The CP we secretly shipped is real?!

Wu Yin’s first goal: Make money.
Second goal: Find a way back to her sect.

Tan Ci’s first goal: Marry Wu Yin.
Second goal: Stay with Wu Yin forever.

Black haters: “She’s a copycat, a plastic surgery freak, a wannabe stealing our idol’s vibe.”

Later…
Black haters: “Damn! We ended up stanning a criminal who used plastic surgery to replace the real heiress!”

And then…
Black haters: “OH MY GOD! The Master was the real heiress all along! She’s so badass!”

Former haters: “We used to think she didn’t deserve President Tan. Now we just want her to dump him so we can dream about her ourselves.”

Tan Ci: “Aren’t you already dreaming now?”