Chapter 58: Jiang Xian spat into his hands?

The number of viewers across the three live streams was fast approaching one million.

Looking at this staggering audience count, Yang Feng felt a bit intimidated and vaguely considered suggesting to Liu Shenghai whether they should open five or six rooms instead.

"It seems this generation of netizens loves watching social drama and romantic showdowns!" Liu Shenghai summarized with a laugh as he looked at the bustling chat in the live stream.

"I actually prefer being in a group by myself. Just put me in a solo group!"

Even though Jiang Ke desperately wanted to win the competition...

Over a thousand warships were locked in a tangled stalemate. The two distant Yuanzang warships on the outer perimeter dared not open fire rashly, and could only circle the edges to pick off stragglers and provide peripheral support.

Xu Duoduo looked at Xia Chen with a somewhat strange expression, assuming he was worried that bypassing normal hospital procedures to bring a patient into his private room without authorization might spark gossip or criticism among the hospital staff.

This was a prestigious and rewarding errand. Once the rallying cries were shouted, regardless of the outcome, he would be guaranteed a generous meal of wine and meat.

"Of course I have to be polite! You're not just a deputy director anymore; you're a full department head now. Moving from a deputy to a primary position—how could I not come and congratulate you?" Liu Qingyuan said with a beaming smile.

The appearances of these two were a cut above most people in the family, and coupled with their innate talents, they naturally made others feel somewhat inferior.

As for Xu Duoduo, however, he felt a primal urge to grow close to her, whether due to the unique, subtle fragrance of her body or something else entirely.

"Sun Wutian? What a fine name." Of course Helis already knew the child's name; she was merely asking out of courtesy, as failing to do so would have seemed entirely too strange.

Another otherworldly entity, reminiscent of that Molomi Xiu, materialized on the field. Its grayish-white saber swept like the wind, instantly engaging Ling Chong in close combat. A dozen nearby cultivators and otherworldly entities were inadvertently caught in the crossfire, letting out piercing screams as they perished on the spot.

No matter how reluctant he was to leave, Song Xiaodong had to return. For the sake of her ideals, Shenyi had to stay behind as well. Separation was inevitable, but both of them knew that their eventual reunion would be all the sweeter.

With that, Uncle Long shuffled out of the pavilion in his slippers, a Zhonghua cigarette clamped between his lips. Casually, he took the newspaper he had been using to block the glare and placed it right over the monk's head, covering his entire upper body completely.

Not enough? Yet the very instant that kunai flashed past, a figure suddenly materialized right beside the pirate ninja.

A soaring flame eagle perched on a nearby giant tree. Its fiery red feathers expanded and contracted rhythmically with every breath, its robust and muscular form brimming with immense explosive power.

"Yaoyao, is your mother coming over at noon?" Yu Sile dropped the subject, and Lin Chu couldn't be bothered to bicker with her further. She leaned close to Tong Yao's ear and whispered the question.

"I have seen through the illusions of the mortal world, and grasped the mere fringes of the true meaning of life," Pomegranate Flower said.

"I am the Governor of Dayue City. Why should I lower myself to compete with scum like you? Just because you tell me to compete, I have to do it? If I did that, I'd lose all my dignity!" Yin Yubo retorted.

"By your logic, does that mean we no longer need to suppress or strike down evil forces?" Bai Jinyu countered, unimpressed.

Princess Hongyi slowly crawled atop the divine fetus and reached out for the brocade box held in the hand of the Luxing Immortal. With effortless ease, she retrieved it. Seeing this, the crowd burst into applause and cheers, thinking to themselves: Princess Hongyi truly lives up to her imperial status; she clearly possesses the destiny of a true ruler.

Dou Wei was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, followed by a fleshy, heavy fist rapidly expanding in his field of vision.

"Your Majesty need not worry too much. As an emperor, having three palaces and six courtyards is nothing out of the ordinary. Once this initial wave of novelty passes, things will likely improve," Empress Wan said. Although she wasn't entirely pleased in her heart, at a time like this, she ended up comforting her father instead.

Que had been verbally persuading W for ten minutes—though "persuading" might not be quite accurate, as Que was essentially compelling him to offer a sincere apology, lest his mental state remain obstructed and stagnant.