The Little Junior Sister of the Divine Mechanism Pavilion Livestreams Modern Ghost Stories

As the youngest junior sister of the Shenji Pavilion, I failed my tribulation and ended up as a lazybones in a modern Taoist temple.

I had just learned how to order takeout on my phone when I was sucked into a global livestream of a rules-based horror scenario called “The Bride of the Old House.”

While the other chosen players trembled and followed the rules to survive, I tilted my head at the courtyard full of paper figures. “This little bit of yin energy is nothing. Even our sect's outhouse has more.”

Suddenly, all the red candles turned green, and the wedding hall became a funeral hall.

A bluish-black ghostly hand thrust out from beneath the bridal veil and clamped around my neck.

I grabbed its vital point in return. “Be a good ghost and tell me where your real body is hiding.”

“If I find it, big sister can help you pass on to the next life, or make your soul vanish completely. Take your pick.”