Horror Camgirl - Ch. 116: The Rewards from the Big Guns
I lifted my chin, transforming my Divine Sense into an invisible hand that grabbed it tightly. It floated in mid-air, struggling and shaking furiously, clearly trying to escape.
“Tyrant!” I shouted. “Quick, burn it with fire!”
Tang Mingli moved quickly, pulling out a metal lighter and flicking it open. He ignited it with a snap and threw it toward the demonic book.
At the same time, I grabbed a handful of cinnabar and tossed it at the demonic book. With a loud boom, the entire book burst into flames.
From within the fire came a shrill scream. I grabbed another handful of cinnabar and threw it in. The flames leapt higher, and the screaming grew weaker until it finally disappeared.
When the fire went out, all that remained was a charred spine of the book. I stomped on it hard, grinding it into the ground, ensuring it could never rise again.
Staring at the ashes on the ground, I said, “I don’t care how formidable you are abroad, if you come to China, you have to lay low. In my China, if you’re a dragon, you must coil; if you’re a tiger, you must crouch. China is definitely not a place for you to cause trouble!”
[“Well said, streamer! Proud of our country! Here, take a crown!”]
[“The person above is too stingy. Watch me reward a Silver Crown!”]
[“A Silver Crown? Please, I’m giving a Golden Crown!”]
[“Rich guy above, please take my respect.”]
[“Respect +1”]
Outside, I heard the sound of sirens approaching. I turned off the live stream and went outside with Tang Mingli. It was Xiao Lin again who had arrived. He gave me a thumbs-up and said, “Not bad, that last line was really boss.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “It was just patriotic passion—my male viewers love that sort of thing.”
“I liked it too, that’s why I rewarded you with a crown,” Xiao Lin said, laughing.
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“Oh, by the way,” I said, “the man in black who appeared in the live stream—have you seen him before?”
Xiao Lin's expression grew serious. “I looked into him. His file is classified at a very high level in our internal system. I don’t have permission to access it, and neither does our minister.”
Tang Mingli and I exchanged heavy looks. This person couldn’t be interested in me just for my looks—there had to be something about me that drew his attention.
What could it be?
We chatted for a bit more before saying our goodbyes and heading home. Naturally, the Special Department would take care of cleaning up all the junk in Li Yuxiang’s place.
On the way back, Tang Mingli suddenly grabbed my hand and said sincerely, “Jun Yao, would you come home with me? We could live together, and I could protect you at all times.”
I panicked a little and tried to pull my hand away, but Tang Mingli held on, staring at me with burning eyes.
“Jun Yao, if there’s anything you don’t like about me, just say it,” he said. “I’m genuinely in love with you.”
I took a deep breath, looked up into his eyes, and said, “Mingli, tell me, when you first hired me, were your feelings for me real?”
Tang Mingli was stunned and stayed silent for a long time.
A wave of pain twisted my heart. I knew this moment would come eventually.
I pulled my hand back and said, “I understand. Back then, I looked awful, and there’s no way you could’ve been attracted to me. That’s fine, but I want to know—why did you approach me in the first place?”
Tang Mingli looked conflicted and continued to stay silent.
I let out a quiet sigh. “Mingli, there are too many secrets between us. As friends, I can tolerate them, but as lovers, I can’t. I’m sorry.”
I opened the car door, intending to get out, but Tang Mingli suddenly grabbed my arm and said, “Jun Yao, can we… can we still be friends?”
“We’ve always been friends.” I gave him a faint smile, then quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Tang Mingli continued to watch me, his eyes filled with regret and longing.
“Jun Yao,” he said quietly, “I’m sorry.”
The weather was getting colder, and I pulled the collar of my tracksuit tighter, walking alone in the cold wind.
Even if Tang Mingli approached me with an agenda from the start, at least over these past few months, he had been kind to me. But I couldn’t bring myself to accept everything he’d kept hidden and take that step forward.
My heart is both strong and fragile, and I’m scared of being hurt by those closest to me.
Well, it doesn’t matter. I never expected to marry anyway. Being alone is fine too. Right now, my priority is to become stronger.
When I got home, I saw Yin Changsheng was still online, so I asked him what use the Demon Child was, and why the man in black wanted to take him.
Yin Changsheng replied, “The man in black is injured. He needs the Demon Child to heal. Otherwise, he would’ve killed that kid Tyrant and taken you away by now.”
“What?” I exclaimed. “Senior Yin, why didn’t you say something earlier?”
“It wouldn’t have made any difference,” Yin Changsheng said. “He’s hurt, and the two of you together still wouldn’t be his match. Why rush to your own deaths?”
I fell silent, frustrated, and ran my hand through my hair. “What is it about me that makes him so interested?”
Yin Changsheng fell silent, then logged off a short while later. I looked at the results from the stream—it had earned six million in rewards, three million more than last time!
Turns out the audience really loves exciting, action-packed, and more mysterious live streams. That last hot-blooded line I said also brought in quite a few donations from passionate young viewers.
Looking again at the gifts from some of the seniors, True Lord Zhengyang left me a message, saying he had sent me a Jade Slip containing a spell. Huang Luzi's gift was naturally a pill recipe—an Elixir Pill called the Qi Supplement Pill, which is suitable for Second-Rank Cultivators to replenish their energy. It's several times more effective than the Essence Nourishing Pill.
Huang Shan Jun and Yin Changsheng, surprisingly, gifted me Magical Artifacts!
Magical Artifacts are as crucial to cultivators as Divine Weapons are to Martial Artists. Owning a Magical Artifact means you have a means to protect yourself—any Magical Artifact is valuable enough to make cultivators fight fiercely over it.
I can't believe I got two at once; this is a fantastic deal.
I was overwhelmed with excitement. Not long after, the package arrived. I opened it and saw that Huang Shan Jun had given me a small sword about the size of my pinky. There was also a note written in calligraphy, saying that this was a flying sword and that I should drop my blood on it to bind it to me, keeping it on me at all times.
The power of this flying sword is formidable—it can even kill a Fourth-Rank cultivator. It could also easily take down a Core Strength Martial Artist or a Level 4 Ability User. However, it needs to be powered by Life Essence. Using it once will damage my Life Essence, and it will take at least a few months to recover.
In other words, this flying sword is my trump card for survival—not something to use lightly.
I immediately pricked my finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the sword. It glowed faintly with a golden light before transforming into a streak of light that entered my body.
It was amazing—I actually felt as if I had become one with the sword, as if it had always been a part of my body.
I opened the other box, the one from Yin Changsheng. Inside was something that looked like a flag, about the size of a handkerchief, with strange and intricate patterns woven all over it.
The patterns were ancient and unusual, resembling demonic figures. There were no instructions in the box, so I had no idea what this thing was supposed to do.
I left a message for Yin Changsheng, asking what the flag was for, but he still hasn't replied.
No matter what it is, I'll just store it safely for now.
I then found the cultivation technique that Senior Jiu Lingzi had gifted me earlier. Now that I've advanced to Second Grade, I can start practicing this technique.
I placed the Jade Slip against my forehead, let my Divine Sense enter it, and discovered that the name of the technique was the "Grand Profound Heaven Art." What a powerful name!
As I read further, I learned that cultivation techniques in this world are divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. This technique was actually ranked as an Earth-level technique. Although it wasn't as powerful as a Heaven-level one, it ranked in the top ten among Earth-level techniques.
The best part is that it allows cultivation all the way to Ninth Grade, so there's no need to switch to a different technique before advancing to higher levels.
This is great—it’s simple and convenient.
In my heart, I silently thanked Jiu Lingzi. Then I started cultivating according to the instructions in the technique.
Heat spread through my body, with currents running through every meridian. My entire body felt like it was soaking in a warm bath—cozy and incredibly comfortable.
When I finished cultivating and opened my eyes, I noticed a thick layer of grime covering my skin, giving off a foul, sour smell.
When I previously took Medicinal Baths, I had expelled impurities from my body, but this time the cleansing felt much more thorough. Once I've expelled all the impurities from my body, I'll be immune to diseases, and my cultivation speed will also increase.
I went to the bathroom to wash up, feeling refreshed and light as a feather afterward.
Next, I took out the Jade Slip containing spells that True Lord Zhengyang had given me. This Jade Slip provided detailed explanations of some basic spells for cultivators, such as fire control and water control, as well as some more advanced formations and talismans.
I devoured the information eagerly.
I studied for an entire day and night without feeling tired at all. I then formed a hand seal and snapped my fingers. To my amazement, a small blue flame appeared on my fingertip.
I was ecstatic, practicing for a long time until I could condense a fist-sized flame.
No wonder True Lord Zhengyang had said in the booklet that learning spells is not easy—it really was challenging.
I almost set the curtains on fire, so I had to put the fire control practice aside and start working on water control. Water cannot be generated out of thin air; it has to be drawn from an existing source. It can then be formed into water arrows for attack or shaped into a rope to strangle someone.
I went through all the basic spells, and now I can finally say that I've officially entered the realm of cultivation.
I shut myself in for an entire week, training tirelessly, ignoring all phone calls and leaving a simple message: "In seclusion, do not disturb."
When I finally emerged, I saw a message from Tang Mingli saying he had gone back home for a while and would be back in some time, reminding me to stay safe.
Aside from him, there was another message from an unknown number.
"Jun Yao, this is Aunt Gui. Do you remember me? I've returned to the country and have been thinking of you. I asked around in the village and found out that you and your brother had moved. I got your number from your previous landlord. If you have time, let's get together for a meal. Call me back if you get this."
Aunt Gui? She actually came back?
Aunt Gui is my mom's best friend. They were deskmates in middle school, and they were as close as if they were one person. Aunt Gui did well in her studies and got into college, while my mom didn’t. She ended up marrying my dad. Aunt Gui married a company CEO and entered the upper class.
But Aunt Gui never looked down on us because of that; she still kept in touch with my mom. When my parents divorced, it was Aunt Gui who stepped in and made sure my mom didn’t leave with nothing.
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