Chapter 68: Unlucky Fool? The Greatest Victim!

[As everyone knows, connecting with a streamer is like Schrodinger’s connection—it could happen, or it might not.]
[The unlucky one has recently become lucky, so the moment to witness a miracle has arrived!]
Whether one can successfully connect with the cultivator streamer has become one of the top ten most unpredictable events of the year.
Lu Qingfei entered the livestream room; before she could greet anyone, the barrage of comments surged in like a tide.
She simply omitted the opening remarks.
On the Whale platform, the rule for connecting is: those with more followers can initiate towards those with fewer followers.
In truth, Duan Ran hadn’t just happened to open his eyes; he had long predicted the battle would end at this moment.
The old Taoist’s expression changed; he slowly retreated, and his disciples all stared at Su Yan in horror.
All the viewers couldn’t help rubbing their eyes, feeling incredulous. Even Wei Xueqin’s lips parted slightly in astonishment.
It must be said, although the people of Western Chu pride themselves on being sly and cautious, never venturing beyond three districts, and enjoy comfort without considering danger, their efficiency in certain matters is exceedingly high.
At this moment, I had no strength to resist, yet for reasons unknown, the ghost suddenly let out a miserable scream and released its grip.

If I could sell goods worth a thousand yuan every day, that would mean ten yuan in commission per day, three hundred per month, plus a base salary of four hundred, which, in this era, is considered quite substantial.
Everyone looked up, only to see a man entering, tall and robust, standing at a height of one meter ninety.
Beside the lantern riddle stall was another selling sugar paintings, its business booming with crowds layered inside and out.
Liu Bo twisted his body; after the earlier adrenaline, his pores relaxed and cold sweat drenched him.
Li Jing could not imagine how vast this sandstorm was; he only knew that if caught in it, even if he survived, he would be dangerously close to death.
Warm fingertips seemed to carry electricity, causing her whole body to tremble, her heartbeat thrown into chaos.
These words referred to Lady Mao’s dispute over hair parting, which was nothing but unreasonable quarrelling, hardly worth paying attention to, full of sarcasm—those unfamiliar with governance and law should not meddle.
[Guild] Kill Without Negotiation: Wow! Am I seeing things? Boss, you’re actually online! Where’s the missus? Why isn’t she showing up? Have you two gone off to live as hermits in the wild mountains?
“Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Muzi’s eyes grew icy cold, anger flashing as she looked at the silver mask.
On the other side, Bu Hui also learned Han’s profile from Wang Qiang, and after listening, Bu Hui fell into deep thought.
In her panic, she bent to pick up her phone from the floor, but Lu Huai’an beat her to it.

On this day, Empress Dowager Wei suffered repeated humiliation; her fury surged, but she could only search for excuses to comfort herself.
“Please let elder brother temporarily serve as the vanguard commander.” An Ruiqi handed over the vanguard seal wrapped in brocade.
She hurried into the temple hall, stunned to find that the straw pile only retained faint traces of dried blood, with no sign of Huo Yan anywhere.
The group reached the west palace gate; Zheng Zhuoxin dismounted, and Su Nuan stepped out of her carriage to follow him.
The princess consort followed Qiao’er into the bedchamber, where she saw Hao Mingxiu sitting on the soft couch, gazing towards the door.
Immediately after, countless sword intents surged from outside the city, shredding all obstacles in their path. One sword intent struck Yang Zhicheng, instantly shattering his heart-protecting mirror; he groaned and collapsed to the ground.
Downstairs, Sister Liu had just returned from the market; hearing Tong Lele’s shout, she dropped her groceries and rushed straight to Tong Lele’s bedroom.
Anyone who has been to the battlefield knows that the “sharp vanguard” is the cannon fodder charging at the front, drawing enemy fire.
Zhan Wuzha decided to temporarily abandon such tempting thoughts. After all, the logic held: without mastering absolute domain power, it was reckless to probe into dark forces or even challenge the possibly existent cosmic power.