The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 86

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Yu Yuan raised her eyes, and right at that moment, her gaze met President Xiang's. He gave her a polite nod. Despite the beer belly, his expression seemed refined and courteous. But who would guess that beneath that human mask hid something so monstrous?

"Heh. Not a single true word came out of his mouth."

"Huh?" Zhou Yu blinked. "Master, not even one?"

Yu Yuan didn't answer—mainly because the host had already started announcing the next segment.

"After this round of interaction, I'm sure our guests have their own thoughts by now. Next, we'll be moving into the second phase."

"The second phase is simple: each team will present the information they've gathered so far. Keep in mind, the accuracy of your information will directly affect your team's score in this episode, so think carefully."

"You've got ten minutes to discuss. After that, we'll draw lots to determine who answers first."

The demon clan's four-person team immediately sat down on the spot. Bai Ye looked around—none of the others seemed eager to talk, so he sighed quietly, "We'll be up soon. Any ideas, guys?"

Huang Jiuniang, who was busy fiddling with her hair, was the first to shake her head. Her catlike eyes sparkled mischievously. "This theme's not really our area of expertise. All I saw was that there's no demon aura on the grave. Beyond that, I got nothing."

She Qingli rolled up his sleeves and caught Bai Ye's glance. He quickly raised his hands in defense. "Don't look at me, I'm only good at fighting. Too bad that's not what they need right now."

Bai Ye: "..."

He turned to his last hope. "Yaoyao, how about you?"

Hu Yaoyao was still staring at the dirt pit where the coffin had been. His long fox eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke. "That grave is steeped in karmic energy. Really strong, too."

"Karmic energy?" Huang Jiuniang's hand paused mid-hair twirl. She sauntered over to Hu Yaoyao, hips swaying. "How come I didn't see anything?"

Hu Yaoyao rolled his eyes and leaned away from her. "We're not even the same species. Can you not try to flirt with me?"

She giggled, undeterred. "Species barriers only matter if you're planning on having kids. Otherwise..."

"No, no, no." Hu Yaoyao dodged the hand she reached toward him, his handsome face scrunched up. "Us Hu clan men have always stayed pure for our future wives! You're a few centuries older than me—please, I'm begging you, just see me as your grandson, okay?!"

[Wait, he actually said that out loud?!]

[HAHAHAHA! Xiao Hu's killing me! That's some serious Sister Huang rejection!]

[My stomach hurts from laughing. The attention to detail is insane—even their ages are on point. Respect to these actors!]

As the banter continued, they didn't notice the flurry of new comments flooding the screen—mostly from fans charmed by the demons' devastating good looks.

After all, demonkind's average beauty stat was leagues above humans, and the stronger the demon, the better they looked. This show had pretty much gathered the strongest of the bunch in one place... which, to appearance-obsessed fans, was like an all-you-can-eat buffet of eye candy.

Even the most loyal fans of the three Celestial Master Hall metaphysics influencers had to admit, those four newcomers—two men, two women—were ridiculously good-looking. Like, facial-feature-buffed-to-the-max levels of good-looking. So much so that they practically crushed the Celestial Master Hall squad in the looks department. The only one who could hold their ground was Yu Yuan.

But given Yu Yuan's lukewarm rep among the livestream viewers, most fans conveniently ignored that.

After Hu Yaoyao dropped his bombshell, Bai Ye cleared his throat and gently reminded them, "Hey, cameras are still rolling. Watch what you say."

She Qingli lazily nodded, then shot back, "What about you, Lao Bai? Got any juicy insights to share?"

Before Bai Ye could even open his mouth, Huang Jiuniang cut in with a smirk, "Bai Ye's a healer, not a forensic pathologist. What do you expect him to find on a corpse?"

"Well, that may be true, but..." Bai Ye looked at the three teammates now staring intently at him. "I did notice something off. When the person in that grave was buried... they weren't dead."

[!!! Aaaaah! I came here to admire pretty faces, not hear ghost stories!]

[It's broad daylight and you drop that on us?! My neck hairs are literally standing up! How can someone that hot say something so horrifying?!]

[...Are they reading off a sacrificial ritual script or what? These lines are wild!]

While the demon team launched into a discussion about whether the grave's occupant was buried alive, the Celestial Master Hall squad wasn't sitting still either. Each of them was tapping into their own strengths.

Fang Junyan shrugged with a helpless smile. "My specialty's feng shui. And that formation back there—Couple Bound by Misery—is... well, technically excellent. President Xiang already admitted a master arranged it. Not much more I can add there."

"If Brother Junyan's out, I'll go next," Ge Anduo said, rubbing her eyes as she closed her book. "I couldn't get a great read on the grave itself, but I have a strong feeling the person who dug it up and took the body is a relative of President Xiang's."

"He mentioned he has a son and a daughter," Fang Junyan mused. "You think one of them did it?"

"..." Ge Anduo hesitated, lips pursed in conflict. After a moment, she muttered, "I took a good look at the part of his face related to children. It's full and has subtle fine lines—classic traits of someone with multiple kids. So... he might have more than just two."

Then, looking sheepish, she scratched the back of her head. "To be honest, though, I couldn't get a clear read on his whole face. Most of it was fine, but the child-related section was like it was shrouded in thick fog. Gave me a headache just trying."

"Don't push it. We've still figured out quite a bit," Fang Junyan said as he patted Ge Anduo's shoulder.

Right then, Huo Qianya finished gathering up her divination coins and stepped forward. "Perfect timing. I'll go next."

She rubbed her temples; this reading had drained her, and her vision was starting to blur. Ge Anduo, who knew her well, rushed over with a chair.

"Thanks," Huo Qianya said softly, sitting down before calmly sharing what she'd seen. "This was a hard divination. I kept feeling something—or someone—blocking me from seeing the full picture. I had to cast twice to get anything definite."

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