Seeing the phone handed to him by the girl, Ye Chuan opened Bai Qianshuang’s creator center to check her earnings and was stunned to find that her debut livestream that night had earned nearly 100,000 yuan! Of course, most of it came from the gifts Ye Chuan had sent to boost her popularity on the leaderboard, but even so, Bai Qianshuang had still made tens of thousands from viewer donations alone.
"To withdraw the earnings from the livestream, you’ll need to get a bank card first," Ye Chuan remarked, noticing that the funds could only be cashed out after linking a bank account—something Bai Qianshuang didn’t have yet. After all, she had only just obtained her ID, and setting up a bank account hadn’t been a priority.
"Getting a card isn’t a hassle, but it’s too late now—the banks are closed," Ye Chuan said, returning the phone to Bai Qianshuang. "Qianshuang, you made a lot tonight. If you want, you can occasionally go live to earn some extra money."
Livestreaming for income.
Bai Qianshuang glanced at the earnings, slightly bewildered that she had made such an amount just by sitting in meditation and cultivating.
"This is a rare case. Some people go all out with gimmicks and still don’t make a fraction of what you did," Ye Chuan mused with a sigh.
And by "some people," he meant himself.
He’d even resorted to pole dancing, yet still earned less than Bai Qianshuang in a single night.
Clearly, livestreaming required a unique angle—after all, Bai Qianshuang’s cultivation-focused streams had no competition. It wasn’t like others could just sit still for hours on end like her.
"Alright," Bai Qianshuang agreed.
As an immortal who had grown up in the Jade Void Sect, fasting on celestial dew and absorbing spiritual energy, she had little concept of money. But if meditating could bring in income, she was more than happy to do it—especially if it helped ease Ye Chuan’s financial burdens.
After all, she had been living under his roof without contributing much, and she did eat… quite a lot.
What she didn’t realize was that Ye Chuan no longer had to worry about money. Ever since he started collecting rent, financial stress had become a thing of the past.
Ye Chuan knew this but chose not to tell her. It was better for her to feel like she was contributing—having a purpose was healthier than idly wondering what to do each day.
"I’ve been streaming games too, but no one watches," Lan Xiaoke admitted, scratching her head.
As an avid gamer, she had tried her hand at livestreaming, but unlike Bai Qianshuang—a natural anomaly—Lan Xiaoke barely had an audience, with only one or two viewers at most.
"You want to make money too?" Ye Chuan asked, amused.
Lan Xiaoke nodded eagerly. "Yeah, yeah!"
"Then if you earn money, will you give it all to me like Qianshuang does?" Ye Chuan teased.
Lan Xiaoke’s face twitched as she clawed at her head. "Uh… I’d definitely give you a cut!"
Then, like a cat seeking favor, she floated behind Ye Chuan and began massaging his shoulders.
"Ye Chuan, got any tips?"
"I don’t know the first thing about streaming," he said. But then, remembering that Lan Xiaoke couldn’t be seen on camera, he thought for a moment. "Here’s an idea—wear a short-sleeved shirt and just go live."
"Just wear a short-sleeved shirt and stream?" Lan Xiaoke blinked in confusion.
"Yeah. If you’re invisible, all people will see is the mouse and keyboard moving on their own. That’s bound to draw attention," Ye Chuan explained. "Title it something like ‘Ghost Girl Loves Valorant—Mom Listeners Welcome.’"
"Ohhh~" Lan Xiaoke’s eyes lit up. That actually sounded promising.
She’d give it a try tonight.
Nearby, Wang Yanran listened, feeling like Ye Chuan’s suggestion was a little… unconventional. But it might just carve out a niche for Lan Xiaoke.
"Ye Chuan, I’ll transfer the money to you as soon as I get back," Wang Yanran chimed in.
She was also curious about when she’d receive the promised beauty pill.
"You can have the pill today," Ye Chuan said, recalling the modified version of the marrow-cleansing pill he had concocted. He theatrically rummaged through his pocket for a few seconds before pulling out a small bottle.
Wang Yanran: "…"
How did he fit something that big in his pocket?
"Here, take it," Ye Chuan said, unconcerned about whether Wang Yanran would pay up. The Wang family was known for their generosity.
Wang Yanran accepted the bottle and poured out one of the beauty pills.
"Can I try it now?"
"Hm?" Bai Qianshuang suddenly noticed the pill and frowned. "A marrow-cleansing pill? No… what is this?"
She seemed to recognize it, yet it didn’t quite match the ones she knew. The medicinal scent was fainter, with additional ingredients mixed in.
"It’s a beauty pill," Ye Chuan explained. Since he had developed it himself, its effects naturally differed from the original.
Beauty pill?
Bai Qianshuang had heard of complexion-nourishing pills—those were highly sought after in the Jade Void Sect, where female disciples outnumbered males.
"Miss Bai doesn’t recognize this pill?" Wang Yanran asked, puzzled.
Wasn’t Bai Qianshuang Ye Chuan’s senior sister? Shouldn’t she have seen—or even taken—anything he produced?
"The world is vast, and so are its wonders. My knowledge of alchemy is still limited," Bai Qianshuang replied, leaving Wang Yanran even more baffled.
Truthfully, Bai Qianshuang had little interest in pills. She had dedicated herself entirely to cultivation, which was why she had reached the Golden Core stage before even turning twenty.
After all, Ye Chuan’s mere Foundation Establishment-level cultivation had been enough to make the elders fight over him during his entrance test.
"Alright," Wang Yanran said, examining the pill. With Ye Chuan’s permission, she swallowed it.
Seconds later, her stomach churned violently, and her face paled.
This… felt like a laxative!
"The bathroom’s over there," Ye Chuan said knowingly, pointing to the door just as Wang Yanran bolted inside.
"Xiaoke, grab a fresh set of clothes for Wang Yanran," Ye Chuan instructed.
"Okay~" Lan Xiaoke floated off and returned shortly with a short-sleeved shirt.
Half an hour later, Wang Yanran finally emerged from the bathroom, her skin visibly smoother and her entire aura transformed.
"I… I’ve reached fifth-level superhuman?" she gasped, staring at her reflection in disbelief. Not only did she look different, but she had also broken through to a new tier of power!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
