"Su Bai, are you going out to do some outdoor livestream again?”
In a clean but somewhat simple living room.
A 13 or 14-year-old pretty girl asked the young man who was about to leave.
"Su Xiaoxiao, did you call Su Bai by his name?
You should call me brother, you disrespectful fellow!”
Su Bai held the little girl's head in a bad mood and messed up her hair.
"Aiya, you only know how to bully me. When the time comes, I'm going to complain to my parents.
Dad and mom have already told you to find a proper job to earn money.
You're already so old, yet you still want to spend our family's money, especially snatching my drumsticks to eat every day. Hmph!”
Su Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and looked angry.
"I think the last sentence is what you really want to say, silly girl!”
Su Bai laughed, pinched Su Xiaoxiao's face and pulled it to both sides.
Before the other party could react, he ran out of the door.
When he went downstairs, the smile on his face disappeared a little. Instead, he sighed.
"For a transmigrator like me, isn't it easy to earn money?
He just needed to copy two songs from his previous life and a few lines of advertising.
However, this was the era of the recuperation of reiki.
It was not easy for them to encounter one. Only a true fool would not pursue a Transcendent!”
That's right, Su Bai was a transmigrator who had only been in this world for a month.
Many years ago, spatial rifts appeared all over the world.
On the other side of the rift, the alien races continued to invade the humans.
Of course, those cracks also brought more active energy to humans.
This was also the beginning of the so-called era of recuperation of reiki. At the same time, different means of becoming stronger were discovered all over the world.
For example, the Nine States walked the path of martial arts. The strong could reach the realm of golden body and jade bones, and they were called ninth grade emperors.
For example, the Palaces of Gods and Olympus in the West cultivated with the power of faith.
They even found many statues of ancient gods and obtained powerful divine legacies from them.
Moreover, the training of the people of Olympus and the Palace of Gods required the support of the power of faith.
Therefore, these two forces had always been eyeing the Eastern Nine Provinces like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Actually, six hundred years ago.
Under the leadership of the Bloodshed God Palace, the West even launched a destructive war against the Nine Provinces.
At that time, the first Pope of the Bloodshed God Palace, Andre, had already reached the God Level, and his strength was unparalleled.
Within the Bloodshed God Palace, there were many experts who had inherited the divine sparks of gods and were comparable to 9th Grade Regis Emperors.
Originally, everyone thought that the East would not be able to escape from such a war.
However, who knew that at this critical moment, the East would erupt with an unimaginable foundation.
All kinds of amazing talents appeared in an extremely short period of time like a river of carps!
High-ranked martial artists also rose like bamboo shoots after a rain in desperate times!
In that era known as the 'Eastern Stars', all kinds of prodigies appeared out of nowhere.
Rank-7 Grandmaster-level powerhouses were emerging in large numbers!
Rank-8 Golden Body experts also broke through one after another!
In just ten years, there were dozens of ninth level emperors in the East.
There was still a huge gap between the East and the West in terms of top-notch combat strength.
But in the end, even if the God-level Andre personally made a move, he could not achieve the goal of the war.
Even the Bloodshed God Palace had no choice but to change their methods, hoping to use more tactful methods to dominate the East.
On the other hand, martial arts cultivation in the Nine Provinces was difficult. There was even a saying that 'one could not become a martial artist without being a genius'.
But there was actually a shortcut.
Through the western god statues, one could unlock the shackles of the human body.
The emperors of the nine states had to deal with the increasingly serious invasion of the other races.
He had no choice but to reach a compromise with the Bloodshed God Palace.
The Bloodshed God Palace could come to the Nine Prefectures to preach, and the people of the Nine Prefectures could use the statues of the Bloodshed God Palace to step onto the path of martial arts.
It was this kind of helpless compromise that made countless people of the Nine Regions feel humiliated.
How many people wished that the Nine Prefectures would have their own god statue so that they would no longer be restrained by the Bloodshed God Palace?
Unfortunately, after so many years, the Nine Provinces had never appeared.
"It's impossible that there's no one. There must be no one in those places who knows him!”
Su Bai mumbled while fiddling with the live broadcast equipment.
Through this month's understanding, he also knew that there was a huge gap in the myths and legends of the Nine Provinces.
Even though there was a specialized research institute for ancient culture in this area, the progress was not great.
After so many years, many people thought that there was no such thing in the Nine Provinces.
But Su Bai was a firm supporter of 'Immortal of Nine Prefects'.
That's right, they were not the so-called gods, but the legendary immortals.
The theme of his live broadcast was also related to this Nine Provinces Immortal.
Of course, it was also because of this that there were very few people who followed and followed him. There were only a few hundred people.
Compared to those big streamers who easily had millions of fans, he might not even be considered a small fry.
"Hello everyone, your favorite Su Bai is back online.”
Su Bai got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, grinned at the camera and said.
"Streamer, you don't have many fans to begin with, but you still stand me up from time to time.
If this goes on, I'm worried that it will be difficult for you to even support yourself.”
"That's right. We only have this few people. Even if we want to give gifts, we can't.
Streamer, why don't you pretend to change your faith and find a place where a god awakens to broadcast it live?”
"I think this is good. I recommend you to watch the live broadcast of the big streamer next door yesterday.
Good heavens, he had directly broadcasted the awakening ceremony of the Holy Maiden of the Bloodshed God Palace. He had made a lot of money.”
" Exactly. Yesterday, I also looked at it with a critical gaze. I have to say that it was 'magnificent'.
The Saintess of the Bloodshed God Palace summoned a statue that she had never summoned before. It was called the God of Love and Beauty.
No wonder so many people like to watch that phenomenon…"
Looking at the comments of these fans, Su Bai smiled bitterly.
How could he not know that he would definitely not be able to support himself if he continued like this?
It was just that there was a voice in his heart that supported him, preventing him from changing his faith.
"Brothers, I appreciate your kindness, but I firmly believe that there are immortals in our Nine Provinces.
Burning mountains and boiling seas, capturing stars and moons, exploring the nine heavens, exploring the nine netherworld…He was much stronger than the so-called gods.
Moreover, I know of an old saying that I would like to share with everyone. It's called 'a real man will not bend his waist for five bushels of rice'.”
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