The viewer count was climbing by tens of thousands every second.
Eighty million. One hundred and twenty million.
Chen Siyao quickly did the math—her peak viewership as a streamer had been thirty-two million, and even that had been riding the buzz from her last stream, when her brother subdued a True Dragon.
They had already blown far past that.
And the numbers were still rising.
One hundred and fifty million. Two hundred and ten million.
[Yaoyao, where's the High God? Where is he?]
[Put the High God on camera! Put the High God on camera!]
"All right, all right, loves. My brother is holding down the fort in the rear. My martial nieces and nephews and I will handle breaking the formation up front. Let me show you what's happening here—"
She aimed the camera at Qin Xiaoyu, who was hard at work.
Qin Xiaoyu crouched on the ground, one hand pressed against it while the other traced runes in the air. Spiritual Power flowed around her fingertips, forming pale blue patterns of light.
The moment that scene appeared, the tone of the scrolling comments changed.
[Is this cultivation? Is this really cultivation??]
[Visible Spiritual Power! I'm seeing cultivation in the real world!]
[She's so pretty! Who is she!]
The viewer count passed three hundred million.
Chen Siyao's heart was racing wildly.
Then she noticed some unusual usernames among the comments, accounts labeled as research institutes from various countries.
Foreign research organizations.
And Huaxing's authorities had not kicked them out of the stream.
A chill ran down Chen Siyao's spine.
This was not just for a domestic audience.
This was a public demonstration for the entire world.
A demonstration of what?
It was public knowledge that Huaxing had Chen Hao.
It was public knowledge that Huaxing could handle supernatural incidents