The PK battle, according to official statistics, reached a peak viewership of eighty million.
The total value of gifts showered by both sides exceeded two hundred million.
Lin Xiaoqi alone accounted for one hundred and thirty million.
With one battle, Lin Xiaoqi's name became legendary, spreading across nearly all streaming platforms overnight.
It wasn't just about showering millions; it was about Lin Xiaoqi's command that rallied tens of thousands to follow suit.
Such financial power and influence were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
San Lu Zi, who had repeatedly claimed Lin Xiaoqi wasn't a true benefactor, was now severely humiliated.
What made San Lu Zi weep uncontrollably was that not only did he fail to gain more popularity from this PK, but he also lost several million followers and became the laughingstock of the entire platform.
Liu Mengyao was moved to tears, weeping profusely on camera.
Luo Keke also cried. The victory in this PK was hard-won and incredibly thrilling.
If not for Lin Xiaoqi's astonishing strength, she and Liu Mengyao would have become the entire internet's joke.
Indeed, they were extremely fortunate to have the great god Lin Xiaoqi guarding them today.
"Glory always belongs to the Seven Prince Legion. The road ahead is long, Yao Yao and Ke Ke, keep going!"
"I have no rivals on this platform anymore. I will temporarily not log into this account from now on. While I'm away, please protect Princesses Yao Yao and Ke Ke!"
Lin Feng announced to the entire internet.
His words immediately caused Liu Mengyao to panic.
The fans present were also flustered.
"Brother Qi, if you're not playing anymore, what will we do when we miss you?"
The fans asked anxiously.
"I will go online from time to time. Goodbye!"
Lin Feng said, then decisively exited the live stream.
Meanwhile, at the Sun Family Cemetery on the outskirts.
Sun Pengfei, leaning on his crutches, struggled to navigate the cemetery alone.
He ignored the searing pain in his legs, gritting his teeth and enduring it, even though it felt like his soul was being torn apart.
After a long while, he arrived at a grave and, discarding his crutches, collapsed onto the mound, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Grandpa, your grandson is unfilial, so unfilial!"
"Our Sun family is finished. My father is gone, and all our relatives are gone!"
"I am the only one left in the Sun family. What am I to do?"
Sun Pengfei wept until his voice was hoarse. Overnight, he had gone from a pampered young master to a stray dog, and he still couldn't believe it was real.
He cried for a long time, his throat raw.
Lying on the grave, he felt the helplessness of life for the first time.
"Grandpa, I don't want to live either. I'm too weak to avenge the Sun family. I might as well die!"
"The Zheng family is responsible for all this. Grandpa, if you have a spirit, turn me into a vengeful ghost. Only as a ghost will I have a chance to avenge the Sun family!"
Sun Pengfei steeled his heart and pulled out red underwear and a red vest from the plastic bag he was carrying.
He sat on the ground and put on the red underwear and vest.
It was said that doing so would increase his chances of becoming a vengeful ghost!
With his preparations complete, he unbuckled his belt and hung it on the crooked tree in front of the grave, intending to hang himself.
However, as he put his neck into the belt, Sun Pengfei began to hesitate.
"Grandpa, wouldn't dying like this be too painful? How about I think about it some more? When I think of a painless way to die, I'll die then!"
Sun Pengfei faltered, afraid of the pain.
As a result, just as Sun Pengfei was about to give up, the wooden stool he was standing on slipped, and his head was tightly caught by the belt.
"Wuwuwu! I can't breathe, I want to get down, stop messing around!"
Sun Pengfei's face turned red as he struggled violently.
The intense suffocating sensation made him feel immense pain.
But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the belt's grip.
Just as Sun Pengfei felt he was about to kick the bucket, the branch of the crooked tree snapped with a crack. Sun Pengfei fell from the tree with a bang, landing heavily on the grave mound.
Dust billowed up, and his fall created a large pit in his grandfather's grave.
Sun Pengfei's entire body ached as if his bones were about to shatter. It took him a long time to recover.
But when he looked around, he realized his fall had caved in his grandfather's grave, and he was now lying directly on his grandfather's coffin.
An eerie wind swept through the cemetery, punctuated by the mournful cries of crows.
Sun Pengfei swallowed, a chill running down his spine.
"Grandpa, don't scare me. I... I don't want to die anymore. I'll leave now, you rest peacefully, and I won't disturb your slumber."
Sun Pengfei said, still shaken, and prepared to climb out of the grave.
However, as he pushed off with his foot, the coffin lid snapped with a crack, and he lost his balance, falling into the coffin with a thud.
Inside was a skeleton. Sun Pengfei landed next to the remains, and seeing the terrifying skull, he picked it up and threw it away with a yelp.
"Aaaah! I'm not afraid of anything, get out of here, all of you!"
Sun Pengfei closed his eyes and, in his extreme fright, grabbed something and waved it wildly.
Seeing that there was no movement around him, Sun Pengfei gradually calmed down.
He opened his eyes, looked at what he was holding, and was immediately stunned.
In his hand, a tattered book had appeared at some point. Due to the violent shaking, the book had fallen apart.
He steadied himself and turned on his phone's flashlight to illuminate it.
Upon doing so, Sun Pengfei's face lit up with joy.
This was no ordinary book; it was a martial arts manual called the Lotus Sutra.
Realizing the book's extraordinary nature, Sun Pengfei lay in the coffin and quickly pieced together the broken pages.
"To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself. After castration, the divine skill will surely be achieved!"
Upon reading the words on the first page, Sun Pengfei's smile vanished instantly.
"Grandpa, why does this require castration? If I castrate myself, the Sun family will truly be without descendants! How can you do this to me? You give me hope, only to dash it!"
Sun Pengfei's smile turned into tears.
In a fit of anger, he intended to throw the book away, but when he turned to the second page and saw how powerful this martial art was described, Sun Pengfei hesitated again.
If what the book said was true, after cultivating it, he would become an unparalleled master.
Not only could he avenge the Sun family, but he could even dominate the martial world!
"Grandpa, I understand. You must be manifesting! Giving me this martial arts manual, you want to guide me, train me into a peerless master, and restore the Sun family!"
Sun Pengfei mused, believing this must have been arranged by someone.
"But castration, that's too painful!"
"Even in my current state, it's hard enough to find a girl who likes me, but it's too painful, I really can't stand it!"
Sun Pengfei muttered to himself, unable to make up his mind.
Suddenly, with a *snap*, a clod of earth fell from the grave mound, startling Sun Pengfei.
He looked closely and saw that a sharp small knife was embedded in the falling soil.
"What does this mean? Grandpa, are you telling me to castrate myself?"
Sun Pengfei looked at the gleaming small knife, picked it up, and held it near his crotch.
"No, it's too painful! It's better to live a wretched life than die a noble death. Grandpa, a true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall. It's okay if the Sun family's revenge isn't sought. I'll just go back and get some sleep."
Sun Pengfei, afraid of the pain and unwilling to castrate himself, said he was leaving the grave.
However, as he was halfway out, the grave mound suddenly collapsed, and he fell back into the grave with a thud.
In a cruel twist of fate, the sharp knife in his hand slipped and accidentally fell, piercing his crotch.
Sun Pengfei felt a sudden coolness in his groin. He looked down and saw blood flowing from his crotch, accompanied by excruciating pain.
"Aaaah! It hurts so much, it hurts!"
Sun Pengfei clutched his bleeding groin and cried out in pain. After a long while, he lost consciousness due to excessive bleeding.
When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.
Sun Pengfei's face was pale, and he weakly opened his eyes to find his body soaked in blood.
His groin still throbbed faintly. When he pulled down his pants, Sun Pengfei nearly died of fright.
His precious appendage had been cut off by the small knife, completely severed.
"I, I didn't want to castrate myself! Who the hell did this?"
Sun Pengfei cried out in grief, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
Accepting reality, he meekly arranged the books and reluctantly began to practice.
Once he started, Sun Pengfei couldn't stop.
The knowledge in the book was too enticing. More importantly, after cultivating the content, he felt an incredible sense of comfort throughout his body, and even his injuries began to heal on their own.
"Divine skill, this is truly a divine skill!"
Sun Pengfei was ecstatic. His joy overshadowed his inner misery, and he desperately continued to cultivate and learn.
Within a morning, Sun Pengfei found that his injuries had almost healed, and he had an inexhaustible supply of energy within him.
He attempted to throw a punch, and with a *bang*, as if the earth was splitting and mountains were collapsing, he created a large pit in the grave.
"Awesome, I'm awesome!"
Sun Pengfei was overjoyed and, realizing he had learned a divine skill, hurriedly got up and wrapped his severed appendage in white cloth, tucking it into his pocket.
But just as he was about to leave, he noticed he was still stepping on a page.
It had fallen from the manual.
It read: "If one is a virgin, one may succeed without castration!"