Zhang Yu had to admit that Ye Xingli was right, so he simply started livestreaming from the mourning hall.
The Four-Headed White Ox in Zhang Yu's mind let out a roar. He split off a thread of thought to continue cultivating his technique, then started the livestream.
As the stream began, all kinds of insults quickly surfaced in his Eye Remains.
Zhang Yu was not surprised in the least. Ever since he had been accused of discriminating against Demon Descendants, plenty of demons had cursed him in the Spirit Realm every day.
Ever since his previous battle with Ling Pojun, an additional batch of Extreme Tiger fans had joined the daily abuse.
If anyone paid the closest attention to him in the Spirit Realm, it was undoubtedly these Demon Descendants and Extreme Tiger fans.
The moment Zhang Yu went live, these people rushed into his stream and began posting all manner of abusive comments.
Zhang Yu had already grown accustomed to being cursed at and did not care much.
What he cared about was that getting cursed at like this did not make money. What cultivation benefit was there in it?
After throwing his question to Ye Xingli, he received her reply: Don't rush. The traffic isn't high enough yet. In ten minutes, I'll connect with you. Ye Xingli: I have lots of junior college fans. They'll definitely be interested in you.
Zhang Yu: A lot of junior college students use Extreme Tiger, right?
Ye Xingli: Extreme Tiger fans are still fans.
Ten minutes later, once Zhang Yu connected with Ye Xingli, he instantly felt the number of viewers in his livestream surge more than tenfold. More and more junior college students flooded into his stream just to curse him a few times.
There were occasional donations, but they were