chapter 3
Seeing the options from the System, Li Yi gave a dismissive smile.
As a good young man of the new era, responsible and upright, with the mighty System in hand, would he really back down in the face of a mere Fierce Ghost?
He weighed the chair in his hand, glanced at the terrifying Fierce Ghost outside the door, and decisively put the chair down.
He really was this kind of person.
I shouldn’t be so hotheaded-this world is too beautiful. It’s not that I’m afraid. I just want to bring a little more love to the human world.
Li Yi sat down in the chair, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and leisurely blew out a smoke ring.
In the flickering light, he radiated the calm of a man unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him-full of masculine charm.
He thought, in this moment, his image in the hearts of the viewers must be absolutely towering.
And indeed, that was the case.
When the audience in the Live Streaming Room saw this scene, they couldn’t help but be amazed.
Look at that-what a real man, what a true badass.
With a Fierce Ghost right outside the door, he still calmly lit a cigarette. That’s what it means to be a man.
“I always thought my son Feng Xian was already the strongest in the world, but I never imagined there’d be an iron-blooded man like the Streamer. Let me burn some incense in respect.”
“The Streamer’s courage flows like the Yellow River, endless and mighty… Forget it, I’m not cultured enough for this. The Streamer is just awesome!”
Facing the stream of praise in the Live Streaming Room, Li Yi only gave a faint, bashful smile, looking a little shy.
All the compliments nearly made him embarrassed.
He fished out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and held it to his ear.
“Hello? Is this Brother Wang? Yeah, yeah, it’s me, Li.”
“The guy who blocked your keyhole with glue last time has been found-he’s right at your door now. Come out and take a look. Looks like he’s doing it again, this time with tire repair glue. What a jerk.”
Brother Wang instantly exploded on the other end.
“What! That guy actually dared to come to my door again? Damn, if I don’t deal with him this time, it’s over.”
“Li, thank you so much. If you hadn’t told me, I might get locked out again next time I leave.”
“Don’t mention it, we’re neighbors. It’s what we should do.”
Li Yi was humble, wearing an innocent, harmless smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, the chat in the Live Streaming Room went silent for several seconds.
Immediately after, a flood of question marks swept across the screen.
“My goodness, what did Brother Wang do to deserve being the Streamer’s neighbor in this life?”
“The Streamer is something else-handing the problem right off. Actually, this move might really work. If the Fierce Ghost gets its fill, maybe it’ll let the Streamer off!”
“Poor Brother Wang, opening the door only to run headlong into a Fierce Ghost.”
The viewers couldn’t help but be stunned by Li Yi’s maneuver.
So you weren’t smoking for a final moment of swagger before death-you were trying to make your neighbor take the fall.
You really are something… and honestly, this might just work.
“Task selection complete. Would you like to claim your reward?”
“Claim…” Li Yi said silently in his heart.
“Claim successful.”
“Congratulations, you have obtained twenty years of pure Cultivation Base.”
“Host’s Live Streaming Room popularity has surpassed one hundred thousand. Congratulations, you have obtained the Daoist technique: Palm Thunder.”
“Claim successful!”
As the System notification sounded, Li Yi felt a mysterious power appear out of nowhere inside him, flowing through his meridians into his dantian.
His brain, which had been a bit tired from staying up late, suddenly became clear and energized.
Even the muscles on his arms swelled slightly, full of strength.
Li Yi was overjoyed.
So this is what twenty years of pure Cultivation Base feels like? It’s truly terrifying.
After twenty years of Cultivation Base, is this all there is? So what about the legendary Daoist arts?
Li Yi instinctively opened his palm, slowly channeling the energy within his body, and silently recited in his mind:
Palm Thunder.
Terrifying arcs of electricity burst forth.
He lowered his head. In his palm, dazzling lightning flickered, but he felt nothing-only a strange power coursing through his body.
[Guys, I think I might really be losing it. Did I just see the Streamer transform into the Thunder Law King, lightning exploding from his hand?]
[“You’re not alone, I saw it too.”]
There are Extraordinary Persons in this world, but as for Li Yi’s previous behavior…
What kind of Extraordinary Person calls his neighbor to take the blame?
Crap, he almost forgot he was still streaming.
Noticing the sudden surge of comments in the Live Streaming Room, Li Yi snapped back to his senses.
Since the founding of the country, spirits are strictly banned. If he showed off his powers so openly, would he end up being dissected… for research?
He quickly asked the System in his mind.
[“Streamer, don’t worry. During the stream, the System will automatically blur the audience’s memory of your true identity.”]
Receiving this reassuring reply, Li Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and mimicked the crooked smile of the war god from the commercials.
“At first, I wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but all I got was your suspicion and dissatisfaction. No more pretending-I am God Descended.”
For two seconds, the comments were silent, then they exploded.
[Holy crap? The Streamer almost had me fooled, but luckily the inscription by the great man on the wall snapped me out of it!]
[This act, I give the Streamer eighty-eight points. Don’t ask why twelve short. Because I was watching the Streamer show off on the highway and the traffic police docked me twelve.]
[God Descended? You’ve watched too much! If that scene just now wasn’t special effects, I’ll do a handstand and eat shit live.]
Faced with a flood of mixed comments, Li Yi chose to ignore them.
As for whether he was really God Descended-of course not. He was simply putting on a subtle yet stylish act.
Is there a law against showing off?
At that moment, an angry roar sounded from outside-Brother Wang, his neighbor.
“You bastard, sneaking around in front of my house, what are you doing?”
“Dressed up like some kind of ghost-who do you think you’re scaring?
Let me tell you, I’ve got more than one man under me.”
“Oh, you even dare to fight back? Believe it or not, I’ll throw myself on the ground right now.”
The Fierce Ghost’s knocking stopped abruptly.
Li Yi hurried to the door and looked through the peephole.
Next door, Brother Wang, burly and muscular, an ex-gangster with a back full of tattoos-
At this moment, he pushed open his door shirtless and grabbed the Fierce Ghost by the collar.
This Fierce Ghost, who had killed countless people, now looked utterly dumbfounded, his gray-white eyes vacant and lifeless.
“Don’t think that just because you’re silent, I’ll be scared. I’m telling you, I, Wang Dazhuang, have trained. Five or six people couldn’t get near me.”
Brother Wang was full of confidence. The Fierce Ghost was speechless.
Li Yi watched the whole scene clearly through the peephole.
He saw the Fierce Ghost’s face twist into a hideous, cold grin, the blood-red corners of its mouth stretching wider and wider.
Meanwhile, Wang Dazhuang was showing off the two lifelike over-the-shoulder dragon tattoos on his shoulders-very cool, but useless.
At this moment, it was as if the word “SB” was engraved on Brother Wang’s forehead.
Li Yi’s eyes glazed over for a moment. Has he always been this bold?
The streaming effect was explosive, popularity soared, and the comments flew across the screen.