After Calling Off the Engagement, I Debunk Scams Live and Become a Heavenly Master

Ji Wanyu, the eighteenth-generation heir to a family of Taoist masters, grew up to become a firm believer in materialism.

Her main gig? Going after all kinds of self-proclaimed “masters” on livestreams and debunking them on the spot.

“Sleep paralysis? That's just sleep paralysis!”

“A séance with a spirit plate? That's the ideomotor effect!”

Then a ten-million-yuan contract landed in her lap, asking her to explore a “singing ancient tomb.”

Desperate to raise money to save her family, she gritted her teeth and took the job.

But could someone explain why the ancestral compass she brought as a prop had suddenly started talking?

“Hey, you blockhead! The yin energy is practically congealing into tomb raiders, and you're still charging ahead?”

Even the peachwood sword she used for show began to hum.

“Quiet. You're slowing down my draw.”

Ji Wanyu: “…”

Help! I think there's something wrong with my worldview!

Even stranger was her mysterious employer. He was devastatingly handsome and ridiculously generous, yet he always showed up when she was at her most helpless.

Yan Shu: “Miss Ji, do you need help?”

Ji Wanyu: “No, I can handle it… Okay, give me a hand.”

When science ends at the supernatural, and a fake Taoist master runs into a real big shot.

With a compass in one hand and a peachwood sword in the other, and a big shot tagging along like dead weight, Ji Wanyu carved a path to the heavens through a deadly ancient tomb!

But just as she finally solved the tomb's mysteries and thought the ten-million-yuan prize was hers, she discovered this was only the beginning.

Beneath the tomb, an ancient evil god who had been sealed away opened its eyes.

Ji Wanyu: “...If I tear up the contract now, is it too late?”

Yan Shu: “Too late, my lady. We're already bound together.”