Chapter 1: The Return of the Diviner

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Zi Jin, although you are our daughter, we’ve raised Little Xuan for fifteen years and we have a very deep relationship with her. She has been raised richly since she was young and isn’t as tough as you, who have always been living in the countryside. Hence, the Young Miss of the Ying Family is still Little Xuan.”

“It’s a little unfair to you, but you’re so kind, so I know you won’t mind. Don’t worry, you’ll get everything you deserve.”

“What? You want to go too? Are you kidding? They want a socialite. You don’t even know to play a single piano piece, so why go? You’ll only embarrass yourself.”

Her dream was filled with people chattering nonstop.

A few seconds later, Ying Zijin woke up completely.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and after she opened her eyes, she saw a white ward. The smell of disinfectant filled her nose.

“Oh, you’re awake?” A mocking voice came from above her head. “I thought you were dead. Don’t move. Why are you moving? Will you take responsibility if the needle moves?”

A hand held her down, squeezing her wound hard.

However, the girl didn’t seem to be in pain at all. She turned her wrist and pressed the hand on the bedside table.

The person screamed in pain, “Are you crazy?!”

“Jin!” There was another young woman in the ward. Shocked, she quickly went forward and said, “This is Doctor Lu. She’s not here to harm you.”

When the girl turned around, her pale face was revealed. She looked sickly and lifeless.

However, upon closer inspection, her facial features were very exquisite and she had beautiful almond-shaped eyes. As her gaze moved, her eyes flickered charmingly.

Her eyes had a powerful bewitching power that mesmerized people.

The woman’s eyes flickered and she asked with concern, “Jin, are you still feeling unwell?”

The girl didn’t say anything, but her hand loosened.

Doctor Lu rubbed her wrist as she retreated and reprimanded, “You’re indeed an impolite ingrate.”

Ying Zijin looked up, her long and narrow almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears.

Her voice was hoarse and cold as she said, “Sorry, I just woke up, so I thought a dog bit me.”

Doctor Lu’s expression changed. “You!”

“Alright, Jin has already apologized, so stop causing a fuss,” The woman consoled Doctor Lu, her face filled with self-reproach. “Jin, I’m sorry. If it weren’t for my illness, you wouldn’t have to give me a blood transfusion. I didn’t expect you to faint this time.”

“She deserves it!” Doctor Lu said with a disgusted look, “Isn’t she just the adopted daughter of your family? Why do you need to find me to help treat her?”

The woman lamented, “Little Jin has suffered too much. How can she compare to Little Xuan?”

“She can’t compare to Little Xuan.” Doctor Lu smiled disdainfully as she said, “I heard from my brother that she’s the second in the cohort. She’s not like a certain ingrate who bribed her way into the elite class but scored 300 points less than the person who scored second to last place. How embarrassing.”

The woman frowned. “Don’t say that. Jin was ranked first place in her previous middle school.”

Doctor Lu scoffed. “She was the top student in the county, but she couldn’t even get into a second-tier school.”

However, their conversation didn’t affect Ying Zijin at all. After she glanced at the woman aloofly, a name appeared in her mind—

Ying Luwei.

Ying Luwei, her aunt, was 25 years old this year. She was the top socialite in Hucheng and was also a famous pianist in the country.

Due to a genetic mutation, Ying Luwei suffered from a rare form of hemophilia.

Once a wound appeared, the patient would bleed profusely and it would be difficult for the wound to heal. Moreover, Ying Luwei’s blood type was the extremely rare Rhnull phenotype, which was extremely difficult to match, so there was no way to completely cure Ying Luwei.

Ying Zijin looked at her slender wrist, where even her blood vessels could be seen, and said with a tired expression, “Tsk.”

She had died in the spiritual cultivation world, but she had returned to Earth, where she had once been to before.

After sleeping for nearly 17 years, her consciousness and memories had completely awakened.

Her name was still Ying Zijin. This name had accompanied her for a long time.

However, she was no longer the divine fortune teller in the cultivation world who could discern one’s fate with a single glance.

Right now, she was the shunned adopted daughter of the Ying family, and she was also Ying Luwei’s blood bank that was on call 24/7.

This time, she fainted because after Ying Luwei was injured, her blood had been forcefully drawn for a few days, and she was unable to resist.

“What happened back then?” Doctor Lu looked at Ying Luwei and asked, “Who pushed you down? You were at the side, so did you see who did it?”

His last sentence was directed at the girl.

Seeing that she didn’t respond, Dr. Lu became angry. “I’m asking you a question. Are you mute?”