The Hot Search is Exploding! A College Freshman Who Hides His Achievements and Mastery of Immortality!
In the suburbs of Jinghai City, there was a stretch of barren hilltops that did not even have a name.
The air in midair distorted without warning, like ripples spreading across the surface of water.
Immediately following, a human figure appeared out of thin air.
He shiveringly pulled off the pilling black face mask on his head, revealing a face turned blue from the cold.
This damn skill is really not meant for humans to use.
Lin Bei let out a loud sneeze, his snot almost flying out.
The spiritual power foundation of the Qi Refining First Layer was still too thin.
Rushing all the way from Jiangzhou to Jinghai, he not only had to sustain sword flight, but also had to endure the minus-forty-degree low temperatures at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
Finally, in order to shake off that fighter jet, he had forcibly activated the Invisibility Technique.
Now the spiritual power in his dantian was mostly depleted.
However, this wave was a blood-red profit.
Lin Bei rubbed his frozen face, and with a thought, he called up the system panel.
The translucent blue light screen unfolded before his eyes.
The numbers on it flipped upward frantically like crazy.
"Ding! Sensation Points +5000!"
"Ding! Sensation Points +3000!"
"Ding! Sensation Points +800!"
It was impossible to see clearly who specifically contributed them, as the prompt tones merged into a dense swarm of buzzing.
In just this short while, the total value had already broken through three million, and moreover, the growth rate not only did not slow down, but instead became even more fierce.
Lin Bei was amused.
At this speed, gathering ten million before tonight and taking down that God-Level Lottery was definitely a sure thing.
After resting for a while and feeling that his physical strength had recovered somewhat, Lin Bei fished a clean set of casual clothes out of his backpack.
In three strokes and two, he changed out of the gray short-sleeve on his body that had frozen stiff.
He put on a white T-shirt, pulled on a pair of black casual pants, and stepped into a pair of clean sneakers.
Then he grabbed his messy hair twice.
The peerless sword immortal who had made military brass in the clouds doubt their lives the second before instantly transformed back into that lazy eighteen-year-old college freshman.
Strolling down the small barren hill path, in less than twenty minutes, he saw the highway and signs of human life.
Right by the road was a shabby breakfast shop, with steam rising from the steamer baskets.
Lin Bei's stomach rumbled at the opportune moment.
Cultivating immortality was cultivating immortality, but when in the Qi Refining Stage one still got hungry when one should.
He picked a street-side wooden stool and sat down with a plump plop, shouting toward the boss, "Boss, give me two steamer baskets of xiaolongbao, one bowl of savory tofu pudding, and put in plenty of chili and cilantro!"
"Coming right up! Right away!"
The piping hot buns were served on the table. Lin Bei picked one up with chopsticks, bit open the skin, and slurped a mouthful of the scalding hot meat soup.
Utterly comfortable.
The coldness in his internal organs was instantly dispelled quite a bit.
While chewing the bun, he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.
As soon as it was powered on, WeChat popped up a bunch of messages.
They were all meme bombs sent by Fatty Wang, plus several sixty-second voice messages.
Lin Bei ignored the fatty and directly clicked on the pinned avatar.
Ruan Qingwu's chat interface still stopped at that sentence from a few hours ago.
[Boarding pass is changed, where are you?]
Lin Bei typed with one hand: [Waiting for you outside the airport, bought your favorite xiaolongbao.]
After sending this message, he flipped his phone face down onto the table and continued to focus on dealing with the tofu pudding in front of him.
He knew Ruan Qingwu too well.
This girl looked cold and aloof, but at her core she was actually a foodie. Since he stood her up today, coaxing her with buns would be more effective than saying ten thousand words of nonsense.
Right at this moment.
Jinghai International Airport, Terminal 3.
It had already descended into complete chaos.
Flight Jing Airlines 8732 had just docked at the bridge, and hundreds of passengers rushed outward like madmen.
The ground crew were dumbfounded.
Usually when getting off a plane, everyone took their luggage leisurely. What was wrong with today? Were they rushing to reincarnate?
"Immortals! I saw immortals!"
An older woman had just run out of the jet bridge when her legs went weak and she dropped straight to her knees on the ground, pressing her palms together and bowing toward the sky, "Heaven protects us! Living immortals!"
A few young fellows nearby held up their mobile phones, their faces flushed red with excitement, and shouted to everyone they met.
"Bro! Look at this video! We encountered someone flying on a sword in the sky! Supersonic, holy shit!"
Passing passengers looked at them as if they were mental patients, and successively gave them a wide berth.
In the crowd, Ruan Qingwu pulled her suitcase and stood at the very back, her cool and delicate face filled with complex emotions.
She saw the madness of the surrounding passengers entirely, but what she could not shake off in her mind was invariably that gray figure that flashed past outside the window.
The phone in her pocket vibrated once.
Ruan Qingwu took it out to look, and it was a WeChat message sent by Lin Bei.
Looking at the sentence "Bought your favorite xiaolongbao" on the screen, Ruan Qingwu bit her lower lip.
She raised her head to glance at the azure blue sky outside, and that absurd intuition in her heart became all the more intense, yet she felt it was too preposterous.
How could that fellow who was usually too lazy to even unscrew a bottle cap be connected to that monster flying on a sword in the sky.
"I must be overthinking it."
Ruan Qingwu took a deep breath, clenched her phone in her hand, and quickened her pace.
Reality was in utter turmoil, and the online world was directly detonated all the more.
At the very beginning, it was just a few passengers posting blurry videos filmed on the plane onto short-video platforms.
The captions were all: [Sword immortal shockingly appears at an altitude of ten thousand meters! All passengers of Jing Airlines 8732 witnessed it with their own eyes!]
At first, netizens just treated it as a skit.
"Special effects are well done, except that sword looks like it costs nine-ninety-nine with free shipping."
"Wearing a short-sleeve at an altitude of ten thousand meters? Is this bro not afraid of freezing off his little brother?"
"Nowadays, for the sake of traffic, there is really nothing people dare not brag about."
Yet as more and more videos were uploaded to the internet.
Different angles, different seats, and even passengers recording the original audio of an older woman screaming in fright inside the cabin.
Especially that video of the sword immortal flipping off the window and then turning into a streak of light to overtake them was extremely high in clarity, even the folds of that person's clothes blown by the wind were crystal clear.
This time, netizens could not sit still anymore.
"Holy shit! This damn thing doesn't look like special effects!"
"I do post-production work, and this light and shadow refraction, this physical interaction of the clouds-if it's special effects, it's at least Hollywood top-tier industrial standard, it's impossible to make it out in just a few hours!"
"My second aunt was on that flight! She just called me, crying and saying she really saw an immortal!"
In a short span of half an hour.
Weibo, Tieba, and a certain Douyin, data across all platforms exploded.
The top ten hot search terms were instantly monopolized by these few videos.
#Shocking! Cultivator shockingly appears at an altitude of ten thousand meters!# (Explosive)
#Jing Airlines 8732 encounters a sword-flying big shot!# (Explosive)
#I filmed a sword immortal, don't believe it, come in and look!# (Hot)
#Can humans really cultivate immortality?# (Hot)
The comment section completely fell, with thousands of new comments refreshing every single second.
"Big shot, do you take disciples? I can endure hardship."
"Turns out what is written in novels is all true! Earth's spiritual energy really has recovered!"
"Was that bro wearing flip-flops? Asking for the same style link, can I take off if I wear them?"
Just as the popularity was soaring frantically.
An anonymous post suddenly appeared on a well-known military forum, instantly pouring gasoline onto this fire.
[Internal news! Don't just watch the excitement! Military radar blew up! The 1st Air Division directly dispatched two fighter jets to intercept, but the person played with the fighter jets for a circle in the sky, knocked on the pilot's glass, and vanished out of thin air!]
Not even two minutes had passed since this post was published.
The page suddenly flashed.
[Sorry, the page you are visiting does not exist.]
Not only this post, but videos concerning "sword immortal," "sword flying," and "Flight 8732" on major platforms began to be frantically deleted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hot search terms were forcibly taken down.
Related search terms were directly blocked.
The authorities had made a move.
Yet in this information age, the more one covered up, the more it proved that the matter was a big deal.
Netizens directly blew their tops, starting to communicate frantically using Pinyin abbreviations, memes, and obscure vocabulary.
"It's confirmed beyond a doubt, brothers! The higher-ups are anxious!"
"To be able to make the authorities step in and delete posts, that video is definitely real!"
"Can't hide it anymore, cards on the table, actually I am in the Qi Refining Stage too!"
The entire internet plunged into an unprecedented carnival and shock.
And right at the very center of all this whirlpool.
Inside the breakfast shop in the suburbs of Jinghai City.
Lin Bei was shoving the last bite of a bun into his mouth, shouting indistinctly toward the boss, "Boss, check out! Pack two more steamer baskets of xiaolongbao for me, I want them freshly out of the steamer!"
While scanning the code to pay, he swiped across his mobile phone screen.
Looking at the "404" and "This content violates regulations and has been deleted" constantly popping up on the page, Lin Bei curled his lip.
"They move pretty fast."
Still, it didn't matter.
The Sensation Points on the system panel had long since broken through the eight-million mark, and moreover, relying on the word-of-mouth spread among netizens, they were steadily closing in on ten million.
God-Level Lottery, secured.
"Handsome, your buns, hold them tight!" The boss said with a chuckle as he handed over a plastic bag.
"Thanks."
Lin Bei took the bag, feeling the heat transmitting through the plastic bag.
He stood up and stretched a big lazy stretch.
Who would have thought that this college freshman wearing a white T-shirt and carrying two steamer baskets of buns.
Was that very peerless sword immortal who had just scared a civil aviation airliner half to death at an altitude of ten thousand meters, led military radar on a merry chase, and incidentally detonated the entire Huaxia internet.
Lin Bei carried the buns, strolled all the way to the roadside, and hailed a taxi.
"Master, go to the arrivals exit of Jinghai International Airport."
"You got it, young man going to pick up his girlfriend?" The driver master was easy-going, striking up a conversation while turning the steering wheel.
Lin Bei smiled and didn't chime in, turning his head to look at the speeding street views outside the window.
Flying on a sword was quite exhilarating, except it consumed a bit of clothing and one had to suffer from the cold.
He leaned against the backrest and comfortably closed his eyes.
To hell with the hot searches, to hell with the military interception.
The most urgent matter right now was to quickly deliver the buns to Ruan Qingwu.
Lest that girl throw a temper tantrum later and become even harder to coax than an air-defense missile.