57: Chapter 57 Overnight, a whole bunch of fortune-telling live streams appeared!

The night grew deep.

But it was destined to be a sleepless night.

On the internet, video clips of "Su Yun Scolding Human Traffickers" and "The Oracle Li Guohua Finds His Son" were spreading like a wildfire.

Douyin, Weibo, Bilibili, Kuaishou...

As long as it was a place where videos could be posted, Su Yun was all over the screen.

On the top ten trending topics, Su Yun occupied three spots all by himself.

#Su Yun, the Human Trafficker's Nemesis#

#The Whole Internet in Tears! Reunited After Twelve Years of Waiting#

#Dahuai Tree Village Raided: The Abducted Women and Children#

Countless netizens left messages in the comments section, elevating Su Yun to the status of a deity.

"This is what a real streamer looks like! Such positive energy!"

"I cried my eyes out watching this. Master Su is too amazing!"

"From now on, if anyone dares to badmouth Su Yun, I'll be the first to object!"

"I'm signing a petition with my own blood to ask Master Su to continue his stream tomorrow!"

The outside world was already boiling over.

Meanwhile, at the center of this storm, Su Yun himself was currently lying on his large, soft bed, sleeping like a log.

Outside the window, the city's neon lights flickered as traffic flowed like water.

The online world had been turned upside down because of him.

But he knew nothing of it; he even rolled over and smacked his lips twice, as if dreaming of something delicious.

To him, trending topics and traffic were not as important as a good night's sleep.

However...

The tree wants to be still, but the wind will not stop.

Just as Su Yun was sleeping soundly, his phone screen on the nightstand suddenly lit up.

It was a push notification from a news app.

In the dark room, that faint light appeared exceptionally piercing.

It contained only a short headline:

《A well-known MCN agency announces its entry into the traditional culture livestreaming field, launching the first batch of twenty 'Guofeng Metaphysics' streamers!》

The light from the screen gradually faded away.

It reflected Su Yun's sleeping profile.

The storm was coming.

...

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, scattering onto the floor like gold dust.

Su Yun opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

This sleep had been exceptionally peaceful.

Without the bone-deep pain of late-stage cancer, his body felt light, as if a hundred-pound weight had been lifted off him.

He stretched his neck, and his joints let out a crisp cracking sound.

"System, check lifespan balance."

[Current Lifespan Balance: 148 days...]

Looking at this number, Su Yun felt wonderful.

Although it was less than half a year, compared to the three-month countdown when he first transmigrated, it was practically a fortune.

A good mood brings a good appetite.

Su Yun grabbed his phone and expertly opened a food delivery app, ordering a portion of extra spicy Braised Chicken Rice with two marinated eggs on the side.

While waiting for the delivery, he casually opened Douyin.

As soon as he entered, the first video on the recommendation page started playing automatically.

"I am the King of Hell who wants your life!"

"Zhao Laosan, male, 45 years old, a total bachelor!"

In the video, Su Yun's voice had been amplified by the system, exuding dominance and making the phone's speakers buzz.

This was a clip from last night's livestream.

In just over ten hours, the likes had already surpassed two million, and the comments were as high as over three hundred thousand.

Su Yun scrolled through the comments section with interest while brushing his teeth.

"Master Su is awesome! That shout made my scalp tingle!"

"Is this the oppressive aura of a cultivator? I love it, I love it!"

"From now on, if anyone dares to badmouth Su Yun, I'll be the first to follow the internet cable and bite them!"

"I'm signing a petition with my own blood to ask Master Su to stream again today! My knees are ready!"

Looking at the screen full of flattery, Su Yun calmly rinsed his mouth and spat out the foam.

"Just basic operations, don't make a big deal out of it."

He raised an eyebrow at himself in the mirror; that handsome face looked more pleasing the more he looked at it.

The delivery arrived quickly.

Su Yun set the food box on the coffee table and sat cross-legged on the rug, shoveling rice while continuing to scroll through videos.

His finger swiped down once.

The next video was no longer a clip of him, but a live broadcast screen.

"Family, who can understand this! Lately, I always feel like my shoulders are heavy, like someone is riding on them!"

In the video, a young girl was crying to the camera like a pear blossom in the rain.

On the other end of the connection sat a middle-aged man wearing a brand-new Daoist robe.

This man had a goatee and held a horsetail whisk. The background was a Daoist temple decorated to look ethereal, and behind him hung four large characters: "The Oracle."

The livestream title read: [Daoist Qingfeng, Solving Doubts Online, No Charge if Inaccurate].

Su Yun paused while chewing on a marinated egg.

This Daoist... why does he look so familiar?

It wasn't that he knew the person, but rather that the outfit was too new.

That Daoist robe didn't have a single wrinkle, as if it had just been taken out of the packaging.

And that goatee, the glue marks were practically overflowing from the screen.

"This believer, do not panic."

The streamer named "Daoist Qingfeng" flicked his whisk with a look of profound mystery. "I just opened my Heavenly Eye and saw that your forehead is dark and the Yang fire on your shoulders is weak. You are being haunted by an infant spirit!"

Hearing this, the girl cried even harder: "Daoist, what should I do? I'm so scared!"

"No matter."

Daoist Qingfeng stroked his beard, while his other hand pressed some switch under the table. Suddenly, a puff of blue smoke rose from the incense burner behind him.

"I have a consecrated peach wood sword here, made from lightning-struck wood, specifically designed to suppress evil spirits."

"The original price is 9999, but today, to form a karmic bond, it's only 999!"

"It's at link number one in the little yellow cart. Be quick or you'll miss out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl immediately stopped crying: "Thank you, Daoist! I'll buy it! I'm buying it right now!"

Su Yun almost spat out his food.

This acting...

Could it be any more exaggerated?

While the girl was crying, her eyes kept glancing at the teleprompter, and eye drops were running all over her face.

And that "lightning-struck" peach wood sword—it couldn't be worth more than 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Pinduoduo.

Su Yun clicked on this "Daoist Qingfeng's" profile to take a look.

Sure enough.

In the account verification column, it clearly stated: [Contracted Artist of Starlight Media].

"Starlight Media?"

Su Yun let out a cold laugh and stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth. "Getting desperate already?"

He had just rejected President Wang's contract last night, and today they had already produced a bunch of fakes to annoy people?

They were planning to use quantity to overwhelm quality and muddy the waters.

Su Yun shook his head and swiped the screen to move on.

He didn't even have the desire to criticize such a low-level play.

However, over the next few minutes, Su Yun's eyes were truly opened.

"Master Xuanjizi, fortune-telling online!"

"Heavenly Eye Wang the Divine Oracle, knows five hundred years of the past and five hundred years of the future!"

"Direct disciple of Mount Longhu, specializing in all kinds of difficult and complicated cases!"

He swiped through five or six livestreams in a row, all in this style.

Identical new Daoist robes, identical fake beards, and even the scripts were largely the same.

It was either a haunting or a possession, a cheating husband or a wicked mother-in-law.

There were even two livestreams where the connected "victim" was the same person; she was just crying about domestic violence in one room, and then turned around to say she was experiencing sleep paralysis in another.

Starlight Media was really going all out, not even willing to hire a few more extras.