The Realm as a Divination

Heavens, couldn’t you give me a break? I was only telling fortunes and reading feng shui. Was that really so bad?

Since you’ve decided I’m dead, either send me to heaven or send me to hell. Why make me stop here along the way?

Fine, I can accept a stopover, but I’ve already made it to the capital and I’m only a few steps away. Why not transmigrate me into the palace? Why put me in the body of a condemned prisoner in the dungeon, with my execution by beheading just around the corner?

In my previous life, the Huangfu family got me killed. Now I’ve transmigrated into an era when their ancestor is emperor, so they can have my head all over again.

What exactly did I do to deserve this? You can’t bully someone like this!

The realm is a divination, its people like jade; heroes wield blades, while beauties are the wine.

I crossed endless streams of time and space just to meet you here.