The Mystic Master Comes Down from the Mountain, and the CEO Falls Hard

Yun Zhiyi, a young fortune-teller raised in the mountains, was forced to come down and marry into a wealthy family because of an old marriage pact.

On their wedding night, her bargain-bin husband tossed her an agreement. “We’ll divorce in three years. I’ll give you fifty million.”

Yun Zhiyi happily signed. Fifty million? Her master had said people down the mountain were so generous!

From then on, by day she was the pitiful rich wife everyone bullied, and by night she was a legendary fortune-teller who ruled the livestreaming world.

“Master, I think my husband is cheating on me.”

Yun Zhiyi made a quick calculation. “He’s not cheating. He’s just cosplaying as a tyrannosaurus in General Manager Wang’s wardrobe next door. Don’t ask. Let’s just say he has unusual hobbies.”

“Master, my son cries all the time. Is he possessed?”

Yun Zhiyi drew a talisman remotely. “He’s not possessed. Your cat’s been partying all night and keeping him awake. You should sign the cat up for a senior disco class.”

With millions of followers and gifts pouring in, Yun Zhiyi counted her money with glee. After the divorce, she’d buy a mountain and become its abbess. What a wonderful life!

Until one day, her husband from the agreement cornered her against the wall, eyes red. “Honey, that metaphysics master on the trending page, the one the billionaire, the movie star, and the top-tier star are all showering with gifts… that’s you?”

Yun Zhiyi said, “Who else? The divorce agreement’s expired. Sign it, and remember to transfer the fifty million to my account.”

The man tore up the agreement and pulled her into his arms. “You can have all my money, and my life too. Can we please not get divorced?”

Yun Zhiyi said, “No. You’re getting in the way of my ascension.”

“Then can I ascend with you?”