Breaking Through Foundation Establishment, Object Flight

Back home, Ling Yun didn't rush to start his livestream.

Foundation Establishment was the top priority right now.

"System, claim the Foundation Establishment Pill."

As the thought arose, an object appeared in his palm. The pill was perfectly round, its glow warm and contained, like swirling stardust.

Ling Yun swallowed it without hesitation.

The pill dissolved upon entering his mouth, with no need to chew or swallow. An indescribable warm torrent erupted, instantly sweeping through his limbs and bones!

The expected tearing pain in his meridians didn't appear. Instead, it was an extreme comfort, as if his life's origin had been awakened and nourished.

It was like sinking into the primordial spring of life. Billions of cells rejoiced, greedily absorbing this pure, mighty force, undergoing a transformation and reconstruction of their life level.

The energy acted like the most skilled artisan, meticulously carving and strengthening every minute detail of his body.

His dantian's sea of energy was undergoing earth-shattering changes.

The previously slowly rotating spiritual energy vortex became violent under the impact of the torrent!

Spinning, compressing, solidifying… as if tempered through eons, a tiny yet indestructible "Dao Platform" phantom, glowing with a faint golden hue, was majestically forged in the center of his sea of energy!

It replaced the loose vortex of energy, becoming the new core of his power.

Pure spiritual power, condensed as if tangible, surged out from it like a flowing river, permeating his entire body.

Buzz--!

His soul felt as if it had been cleansed by a clear spring, and his Spiritual Sense suddenly ascended!

His thoughts spread out like a tide. Within a radius of five hundred meters, everything was revealed in exquisite detail. A more intricate and profound world map suddenly opened up "before his eyes."

Foundation Establishment Realm, achieved!

Ling Yun suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed through his pupils like lightning before vanishing.

He slowly exhaled a long, turbid breath, which actually created a low, thunderous echo in the quiet room.

"System, what are the changes in the Foundation Establishment Realm?"

[Host's dantian spiritual energy total volume and purity increased about tenfold, Spiritual Sense perception range expanded to five hundred meters. Core ability unlocked: Object Flight.]

[Tip: Flying carriers need a certain degree of spirituality and strength (magic items recommended). Mundane objects may not withstand the high temperatures from high-speed friction and spiritual energy impact.]

"Object Flight…"

Ling Yun whispered the four words, a burning desire originating from his life's instinct ignited in his chest.

Flying! That was the ultimate dream imprinted on the depths of the human soul!

Carrier… His mind raced. The "Famous Sword Siming" rewarded by the system in his Storage Space suddenly appeared in his mind.

A divine artifact! Wouldn't it be a perfect match to fly with it?

As his thoughts moved, the slender, cold blade of the Famous Sword Siming quietly lay on the floor.

Ling Yun held his breath, focusing his mind. The spiritual energy from his dantian's Dao Platform surged, transforming into invisible yet tenacious tendrils that precisely enveloped the sword.

"Rise!"

With a low shout, the spiritual energy lifted upwards!

Buzz…

The Famous Sword Siming let out a low, pleasant hum. Its tip lifted an inch off the ground, wobbling slightly before hovering steadily!

It worked!

Overwhelming joy surged through his heart. Ling Yun suppressed his excitement and stepped onto the sword.

A strange sense of stability came from beneath his feet, as if he were standing on a soft yet powerful cushion of air.

"Forward!"

Driven by his thoughts and propelled by spiritual energy, the Famous Sword Siming shot forward with a whoosh!

The speed far exceeded his expectations!

Ling Yun's body lurched backward violently, a gasp caught in his throat. He only managed to stabilize himself thanks to the powerful core strength and instantaneous burst of spiritual energy after reaching Foundation Establishment, narrowly avoiding being thrown off.

The sword slid along the floor for three meters before stopping, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Whoa! That's got some kick!"

Far from being afraid, the fire of excitement in his eyes grew even stronger.

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The following time became a period of adjustment between him and this "flying divine artifact."

In the not-so-spacious bedroom, the Famous Sword Siming carried him unsteadily as he weaved through the room. Attempts at hovering made it bob up and down like a seesaw, and sharp turns were perilous, nearly crashing into the wall.

Every near miss deepened his understanding of the precise control of spiritual energy output.

Sweat soaked his temples, his concentration was at its peak, but the thrill of control grew stronger and stronger.

Gradually, a subtle connection seemed to be established between the man and the sword.

Shift, hover, spin… his movements began to flow with ease.

Ling Yun stood steadily on his sword, a satisfied curve on his lips.

"It's time!"

With a thought, his spiritual energy surged!

The Famous Sword Siming carried him, turning into a blur too fast for the eye to follow, and instantly shot out through the window!

Whoosh—!

The biting wind whipped against his face!

The city below rapidly shrank and stretched in his vision.

Myriad lights transformed into a flowing river of light, skyscrapers shrunk into sparkling blocks.

"Hahahahaha—Awesome!!!"

Ling Yun's wild roar was torn apart by the gale, but the ultimate sense of freedom, breaking free from gravity, filled every cell in his body!

With a slight shift of his mind, an invisible barrier of mental power silently enveloped him, perfectly concealing his form and presence in the night sky.

After darting through the air in loops for a while, feeling his spiritual energy deplete like a bursting dam, Ling Yun reluctantly turned the sword's head.

By the time he returned to his apartment, his spiritual energy was nearly exhausted, but his mind was incredibly exhilarated.

He checked the time and realized it was already eight in the evening!

"Crap! I'm late!"

Ling Yun slapped his forehead and hurriedly adjusted his equipment, then clicked to start his stream.

The moment the livestream began, a tsunami of bullet comments nearly drowned the screen, and the server groaned under the strain.

[WTF! The missing person returns?! Look at the time, you scumbag streamer]

[Miracle livestream with ten million new followers in a day! Front row photo op!]

[Blue and White Porcelain! Ten thousand people begging for Blue and White Porcelain! My ears are ready!]

[The streamer got too big for his britches! Millions of fans and you dare to stand us up? Apologize! You must apologize profusely!]

"Brothers! I'm truly sorry!" Ling Yun said sincerely, with a smile, "It was wrong of me to stand you all up, but compensation is a must! Let's start with a small appetizer gift bag to warm things up!"

[??? Only 6 yuan? A streamer with millions of fans has this little generosity?]

[Confirmed CS streamer! One hundred thousand people fighting over six yuan, capitalists would cry seeing this!]

[Newcomers, is this streamer always this unreliable?]

"Don't rush!" Ling Yun grinned slyly, "It's just an appetizer. How about this: next, I'll play in the Peak Tournament. For every match I lose, I'll give out a 100,000 Doubi red packet in the livestream! I mean what I say!"

[So generous! Took a screenshot! Waiting for the streamer to mess up!]

[Place your bets! Betting on how many matches the streamer loses tonight!]

[I don't believe it! With the ELO system, can you really not lose a single match? Waiting for the red packet rain!]

However, for the next four hours, Ling Yun seemed to enter a supreme state of unity between man and machine.

His operations were fluid, his awareness like a burning torch, and his commands clear and decisive.

Under the gaze of millions of viewers, he piloted his hero across the canyon battlefield, advancing triumphantly.

His Peak Tournament score skyrocketed like a rocket, directly reaching the 2200 mark. He truly didn't lose a single game!

[...Monster! You deserve to earn this money!]

[Four hours! Not a single loss! I'm stunned!]

[Divine Ling! Accept my kowtow!]

Looking at the astonishing 1,000,000+ concurrent viewers in the top right corner of the livestream.