Back home, Ling Yun did not hurry to start the livestream.
Foundation Establishment was the top priority right now.
"System, claim the Foundation Establishment Pill."
The moment the thought arose, an object appeared in his palm. The pill was perfectly round, its gentle glow restrained, as though stardust were swirling within.
Ling Yun swallowed it without hesitation.
The pill melted the instant it entered his mouth. There was no need to chew, nor any sensation of swallowing. An indescribably warm torrent erupted with a boom, sweeping through every inch of his body!
The excruciating pain of torn meridians he had expected never came. In its place was an ultimate, blissful sensation, as if the origin of his life had awakened and was being nourished.
It was as though he had sunk into the Fountain of Life itself. Billions of cells sang and danced for joy, greedily drinking in this pure, immense power as his very level of life transformed and restructured.
The energy was like the most masterful artisan, meticulously carving and strengthening every subtle part of his body.
His Dantian's qi sea was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The slowly rotating vortex of spiritual energy suddenly ran wild under the impact of the torrent!
It rotated, compressed, and solidified... As if tempered for countless ages, a tiny yet indestructible phantom of a "Dao Platform" was forged majestically at the center of his qi sea, its entire form flowing with a pale golden sheen!
It replaced the loose vortex of qi and became the new core of his power.
Pure spiritual power, condensed almost into substance, gushed forth from it like a surging river, soaking through his entire body.
Buzz—!
It was as if a clear spiritual spring had washed his soul. His Spiritual Sense suddenly soared!
His thoughts spread like a tide. Within a radius of five hundred meters, every minute detail was crystal clear, and a more intricate and wondrous world suddenly unfolded before his "eyes."
The Foundation Establishment Realm had come naturally!
Ling Yun abruptly opened his eyes. A startling glint flashed through them like lightning before vanishing.
He slowly exhaled a long breath of stale air, and it actually stirred a low, thunderous echo through the quiet room.
"System, what changes come with the Foundation Establishment Realm?"
[The host's total spiritual power and purity in the Dantian have increased approximately tenfold, while the perception range of Spiritual Sense has expanded to five hundred meters. Core ability unlocked: Object Flight.] [Reminder: The flying vessel must possess a certain level of spirituality and strength (a magical artifact is recommended). Mundane objects may be unable to withstand the high temperatures caused by high-speed friction and the impact of spiritual power.]
"Object Flight..."
Ling Yun muttered the four words under his breath, and a blazing desire originating from the instinct of life suddenly ignited in his chest.
To fly! That was the ultimate dream etched deep into the human soul!
A vessel... His thoughts spun rapidly, and the "Famous Sword Siming" rewarded by the system suddenly surfaced in his mind from within his Storage Space.
A divine artifact! Wouldn't it be the perfect choice for flying?
With a thought, the long, cold spear-like body of the Famous Sword Siming quietly appeared on the floor.
Ling Yun held his breath and focused his mind. Spiritual power surged from the Dao Platform in his Dantian, transforming into invisible yet resilient tendrils that wrapped precisely around the blade.
"Rise!"
With a low shout, his spiritual power lifted it upward!
Buzz...
The Famous Sword Siming gave a deep, pleasant hum. Its tip rose several inches off the ground, swayed slightly, and then hovered steadily!
It worked!
Overwhelming joy struck his heart. Suppressing his excitement, Ling Yun stepped onto the weapon.
An extraordinary sense of stability came from beneath his feet, as if he were standing on a flexible, power-filled cushion of air.
"Forward!"
Driven by his thoughts and propelled by spiritual power, the Famous Sword Siming shot forward with a whoosh!
Its speed far exceeded his expectations!
Ling Yun's body jerked backward. His cry caught in his throat, and only the powerful core strength he had gained after reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, combined with the spiritual power that erupted in an instant, allowed him to barely steady himself and avoid being thrown off.
The blade skimmed three meters across the floor before stopping, leaving him drenched in a cold sweat.
"Good heavens! That's got some kick!"
Far from being afraid, the excitement in his eyes burned even brighter.
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The time that followed became a period of adjustment between him and this "flying divine artifact."
Inside the not-so-spacious bedroom, the Famous Sword Siming carried him crookedly back and forth. When he tried to hover, it bobbed up and down like a seesaw; when he made sharp turns, danger lurked everywhere, and he nearly crashed into the wall.
Every close call gave him a deeper understanding of the precise control of spiritual power output.
Sweat dampened his temples, and his mind was intensely focused, but the thrill of controlling it grew stronger and stronger.
Gradually, it seemed that a subtle connection had formed between the man and the blade.
Darting, hovering, turning... His movements began to grow smooth and effortless.
Ling Yun stood firmly atop the blade, the corners of his mouth curling into a carefree smile.
"It's time!"
With a thought, spiritual power surged wildly!
The Famous Sword Siming carried him out the window in an instant, transforming into a blur too fast for the naked eye to make out!
Whoosh—!
A biting gale slammed into his face!
The city below rapidly sank and stretched in his vision!
The lights of countless homes became flowing rivers of light, while the towering buildings shrank into glittering blocks.
"Ha ha ha ha—this is awesome!!!"
Ling Yun's wild roar was torn apart by the fierce wind, but the ultimate freedom of breaking free from the pull of gravity filled every cell in his body!
With a slight movement of his thoughts, an invisible mental barrier quietly enveloped his entire body, perfectly concealing both his form and his voice in the night sky.
After recklessly racing through the air several times and feeling his spiritual power rapidly drain like floodwater released from a dam, Ling Yun finally turned the blade around, still reluctant to stop.
By the time he returned to the apartment, the spiritual power in his Dantian was nearly exhausted, but his spirits were incredibly high.
When he checked the time, it was already eight in the evening!
"Oh no! I'm late!"
Ling Yun slapped his forehead, hurriedly adjusted his equipment, and opened the livestream.
The instant the livestream began, a tsunami of bullet comments nearly drowned out the screen, while the server let out a groan under the unbearable strain.
[Holy crap! The missing streamer is back?! Look at the time, you dog of a streamer!]
[The miraculous livestream that gained ten million followers in one day! Screenshot with the early arrivals!]
[Blue and White Porcelain! A million people are begging for Blue and White Porcelain! My ears are ready!]
[The streamer's gotten cocky! You dare ghost ten million followers? Apologize! Apologize properly!]
"Brothers! I'm truly sorry!" Ling Yun said sincerely, a smile in his voice. "Ghosting you all was my fault. I absolutely have to make it up to you! Let's start with a little warm-up lucky draw!"
[??? Only six yuan? A streamer with ten million followers has this little class?]
[Confirmed: this streamer is a CS streamer! One hundred thousand people fighting over six yuan—capitalists would cry!]
[I'm new here. Has this streamer always been this shameless?]
"Don't rush!" Ling Yun gave a sly smile. "It's only an appetizer. How about this? I'll play the Peak Tournament next. For every match I lose, I'll send out a 100,000-douyin-coin red envelope in the livestream! I'll do exactly as I say!"
[Now that's bold! Screenshot taken! I'll wait for the streamer to crash and burn!]
[Place your bets, place your bets! Guess how many matches the streamer will lose tonight!]
[I don't believe it! With the ELO system, you think you can go one match without losing? I'll wait for the red-envelope rain!]
Yet for the next four hours, Ling Yun seemed to enter a supreme state of unity with the machine.
His movements flowed like water, his awareness saw through everything, and his commands were clear and decisive.
Under the watchful eyes of a million viewers, he piloted his hero across the canyon battlefield, sweeping through the Rift and charging forward in a triumphant run.
His Peak Tournament score rose like a rocket, shooting straight toward the 2,200-point mark. He truly did not lose a single match!
[...Monster! You deserve every penny of this money!]
[Four hours! You didn't lose a single match! I'm freaking stunned!]
[Divine Ling! Please accept my worship!]
Looking at the astonishing 1,000,000+ viewers displayed in the upper-right corner of the livestream.
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