Chapter 121 – Call Me the Empress of the Mountain Spirit
Master Liaochen nodded, “Little donor possesses quite the spirit root, indeed, that’s exactly what it means.”
That said, the aura of the Purple Micro Emperor surrounding the person before him was truly the thickest he had ever encountered in his long life as a monk.
Hearing this, Jiang Pengji felt a great deal more reassured.
Looking at it another way, this so-called Purple Micro Emperor aura was utterly useless.
Whether it was thick or thin, it was people who influenced it, not the other way around.
No matter how strong it was, it couldn’t turn a drunken, aimless fool into a wise ruler. And no matter how weak, it couldn’t transform a wise gentleman into a sneaky villain. The relationship between “Purple Micro Emperor aura” and “people” should be that the latter determines the former’s thickness, not the reverse.
“Are you worried someone might see through this and it could be detrimental to you?” Master Liaochen suddenly chuckled, “If that’s the case, little donor can rest easy. Anyone capable of such insight is either exceedingly detached or a hermit who prefers solitude.”
Regardless of the type, neither would easily interfere in the affairs of the world.
The trend of the world is such that what comes together will eventually fall apart, and what is apart will come together again.
This is an inevitable process that small human efforts cannot sway.
What’s even more important is to say something arrogant: those of a similar realm as him number less than a handful in the five countries of the world!
Let’s do some math. Just in Dongqing, there are six provinces and twenty-one counties, and the other four nations are no smaller in size. Add to that the vast territories of foreign races, and who knows how expansive this land really is? Given such a vast domain, the chances of crossing paths with a few people like that is pretty minuscule.
Even a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse wouldn’t encounter four or five in a row, right?
If it really happens, let us lament.
Descending mountains is much quicker than ascending them; Jiang Pengji’s wooden clogs seemed to fly under her feet as she quickly reached the foot of the mountain where the Upper Buddha Temple was located.
“Alright, now I can draw my box.”
Jiang Pengji entered the carriage, and the coachman skillfully cracked the whip, guiding the horse back.
The system muttered in frustration, “This baby really doesn’t want to admit you’re the host. You came all this way just to check today’s luck.”
No matter how the system complained, Jiang Pengji remained as steady as a mountain, opening the system inbox and clicking on the golden little box enclosed in the envelope. With a flick of her finger confirming the action, the box burst open, floating in pieces before slowly solidifying.
As the golden glow faded, a gold card the size of a poker appeared before her.
The system: “…”
What the heck? Wasn’t it said that the drop rate for level-up cards was extremely low?
Jiang Pengji raised her hand to take the level-up card, with a subtle smile playing on her lips, completely unfazed by the outcome of the draw.
“See? I told you it would be lucky enough.”
The worn-out system responded weakly, “A toast to the Empress of the Mountain Spirit!”
Jiang Pengji chuckled in disbelief, pinching the level-up card between her fingers. With a mere gesture, a choice popped up before her.
【Little Angel System kindly reminds you, the host is currently a level one streamer. After using the card, you will directly advance to level two, expanding the live stream’s audience capacity to ten thousand. Confirm to use the “Level-Up Card”? A, Yes; B, No】
Did that even require thinking?
After all, it was a free draw; why wouldn’t she use it? Jiang Pengji immediately clicked A without a second thought.
A crisp rustling sound filled her mind, and the edges of the closed virtual streaming screen emitted a faint golden glow before settling into silence.
【System announcement: Congratulations to the host Jiang Pengji for officially leveling up to a level 2 streamer, with audience capacity expanded to 10,000.】
Fireworks exploded in clusters on the virtual screen, adding gentle floral patterns to the formerly simple interface, making it much more pleasing to the eye. Jiang Pengji stole a glance at the capacity, and sure enough, it had changed to ten thousand.
“System, start live streaming!”
Jiang Pengji issued her command, and the system immediately responded. As the stream began, a flood of audience members poured into the room.
【Prophet of All Things】: I was freaking out, thought the host wouldn’t stream today! Why is it so late today? Thank goodness I had the foresight to queue for it, or I wouldn’t have gotten in. Is this really the host? Way better than the videos!
What’s even more crucial, this host has an astonishingly high recognition factor!
The picture quality is absolutely HD, and the host is a pure natural beauty—no gaudy beautification effects, no excessive filters that obscure her features, no flat, heavy eyebrows, and certainly no chin so sharp it could cut glass, nor a freakishly proportioned face…
A breath of fresh air in the streaming industry.
Mom, I no longer have to worry about my child facing face blindness! _(:з)∠)_
【One Night of Petal Residue】: I heard the host was streaming from a brothel yesterday; it broke my heart. I couldn’t even squeeze in until the end and had to watch the recorded video on Baidu Tieba, immersed in regret for so long I just wished I could have been there.
【ColaLaugh】: Why do I feel like there’s way more comments today than usual? You guys are insane, typing so fast.
Typically, when viewers enter a live room, they don’t pay attention to the audience count. However, the sheer number of comments on the screen seemed shockingly abnormal.
【Eighty-One Ninety-Nine】: Shocked!!!!!!!!!! Am I seeing things? Why is there suddenly ten thousand people?!
This live stream room, in a sense, held some fame in that realm, spreading within a small circle and garnering more attention.
What are the most resentful things for viewers who often join and leave?
Of course, it’s the fact that the live room’s spots are hard to snatch, with only three thousand slots available. Anyone with a slow internet connection can’t get a spot.
And now?
Were their eyes deceiving them?
【Host V】: This live room has officially leveled up! It now accommodates ten thousand viewers (^__^)
In response to this adorably suspicious comment from Jiang Pengji, many viewers felt a sense of cute contrast.
The host usually acted either cold or fiercely commanding, yet here she was being all soft and cute. The clash of such two utterly different styles merging together created a unique contrast… leading the old viewers to stir up a ruckus, with comments flying all over.
Jiang Pengji rarely took the initiative to engage with her audience; this time was no different. After briefly explaining the increase in the audience limit, she returned to her usual self, quietly sitting in the carriage while the skilled coachman drove smoothly.
Liu Zhi, having slept until noon, found his sleeping garments wrinkled and his long hair messy.
Sitting on the bed, he noticed the light streaming in from outside the door, his eyes briefly revealing confusion before clarity returned.
Hearing the noise outside, the Maidservant gently asked, “Sir, are you awake?”
“Yes, I’m awake.”
After tidying up a bit, the maidservants waiting outside finally filed in without making a sound.
Tong Sanniang and the other maidservants took away Liu Zhi’s old clothes and left briskly.
