The group returned to the villa after dining at the Holiday Dynasty Hotel.
Since they had moved today, Xia Lin decided to do a proper live stream.
Xia Lin's Livestream Channel:
"Hi... my dear friends, I'm here. I moved today."
Upon entering the livestream room, Xia Lin greeted everyone.
Netizen 6523: Holy crap... Lin'er, you're living in a villa. Your hidden rich identity has been exposed.
Netizen 65874: Lin'er said: I am the elite family. I don't need to attach myself to any elite family.
Netizen 698: Lin'er, where is your brother?
Netizen 98745: Yes, please, immortal elder, grace Lin'er's livestream room and guide Lin'er's streaming.
Netizen: +1
Netizen: +1
Xia Lin was accustomed to such requests. Whenever she streamed, people would clamor to see Xia Feng.
"I'll quietly sneak a shot of my brother for you all," Xia Lin said, making a shushing gesture.
Then, Xia Lin went upstairs and casually passed by Xia Feng's room as if nothing had happened.
Xia Lin quietly used a selfie stick to hold her phone high, peeking through the window to secretly film Xia Feng.
At this moment, Xia Feng was meditating and cultivating. His long hair cascaded down his back, and his robe completely covered his feet.
Netizen: Holy crap... he's truly a great immortal. Did you all see clearly? He seems to be flying in the air?
Netizen 8746: I hadn't noticed until you mentioned it. It really looks like that.
Netizen 874: Oh my god, is this real or fake? This must be special effects.
Netizen 98749: Special effects, your mom's a bitch. Didn't you see this is a live stream?
Netizen 874: I want to be your disciple.
Netizen 987: I said before that Lin'er's brother is the legendary cultivator. Has it been confirmed now?
Netizen 658: 66666
Netizen 8746: 666666+
At this time, Xia Feng was resting with his eyes closed, meditating. He sensed Lin'er passing by.
Xia Lin was secretly filming Xia Feng with her phone. She had no idea what Xia Feng was doing.
She was just holding up the selfie stick and quietly filming.
Meanwhile, Xia Lin's livestream had become incredibly shocking, but Xia Lin was completely unaware.
Yueshè Liuli gifted 10 rockets.
Qingsè de Lan Píng gifted 20 rockets.
Liu Fu Yang gifted 5 rockets.
............
Because Xia Feng displayed himself meditating in mid-air, Xia Lin gained a large number of rocket gifts.
Netizen 87441: Great immortal, please accept my kowtow.
Netizen 123: My husband is so handsome.
Netizen 77: Love you, muah.
Netizen 98774: I'm buying a plane ticket to Modu right now. I want to see if I have a chance to receive the great master's true teachings.
Netizen 748: Same here.
Netizen 562: You bunch of idiots. Believe in science. This is clearly special effects. Can humans really fly?
Netizen 6987: You and your whole family are idiots.
Netizen 98741: If you don't like it, get lost. Don't cause trouble here.
Netizen 321: If you dare, give me your address. See if I don't beat you to a pulp.
Netizen 562: I called you a bunch of idiots, and you don't believe it. If this isn't real, I'll eat my own feces while standing on my head to prove it.
Xia Feng had just finished meditating. With a wave of his hands, a black hole appeared before him, and he suddenly vanished from the room into thin air.
Netizen 987: ??????
Netizen 65211: ??????
Netizen 98741: What's going on? He just disappeared into thin air?
Netizen 8741: Oh my god, I was so scared I dropped my phone.
Netizen 8: Who just said they'd eat their feces standing on their head? Get out here.
Netizen 9811: Do gods truly exist in this world? I'm shocked.
Netizen 633: Seeing is believing. Everything on this phone is a lie.
Netizen 6512: This is a live stream, isn't it? Isn't seeing believing?
Xia Feng's maneuver had stunned everyone. The entire livestream room was divided into two factions, arguing fiercely. One side believed Xia Feng was a cultivator, while the other insisted it was all special effects.
Xia Lin held the selfie stick for a while until her arm was numb. Then, she quietly lowered it and tiptoed downstairs.
"Ah, I'm exhausted. What did you all see?" Xia Lin asked in the livestream after going downstairs.
Netizen 587: Lin'er, I'll meet you in Modu tomorrow. I've already bought my ticket. I want to become your brother's disciple.
Netizen 9632: Lin'er, I'm already on the highway and will reach Modu this afternoon. Can you give me an address? I want to pay homage to your brother.
Netizen: +1
Netizen: +11111
Netizen 2255: Lin'er, what kind of special effects are you using?
Netizen 3214: Lin'er, aren't you making this gimmick too big?
Netizen 963: Lin'er, your brother is a cultivator, don't you know?
Xia Lin looked at the scrolling comments on the livestream, completely bewildered. Her brother was a cultivator?
Impossible. All these gods and immortals are just from mythology stories, not to be taken seriously.
Xia Lin didn't disbelieve it; she had simply never seen it. Although her brother's attire was a bit strange, it could just be his preference.
Seeing everyone talking about coming to Modu to find her brother, she felt speechless.
Xia Lin streamed for a while longer before closing the channel. She needed to organize her clothes.
Meanwhile, during the livestream, many people had recorded the footage, especially the part where Xia Feng vanished into thin air. They posted it online and on their social media.
For some unknown reason, these posts and moments on social media were all deleted by the system shortly after they were published.
When they tried to post again, it always showed: "Publication failed."
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Jingdu.
National Sanatorium.
Old Wang rushed here with the divine medicine.
After passing through multiple checks, Old Wang, accompanied by his wife Lin Xin, entered the sanatorium.
In a luxurious ward, Old Lin was semi-reclined on the bed, reading.
"Old Chief, Old Wang and Lin Xin are here to see you," the guard softly pushed the door open and said.
"Let them in," Old Lin commanded without looking up. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Dad, are you feeling any better?" Old Wang asked with concern as soon as he entered the ward.
"I'm old. Every extra day I live is a gain. Good or bad, it's all the same," Old Lin put down his book, took off his reading glasses, and said to the couple.
"Dad, you'll be fine. You haven't even held your great-grandchild yet," Lin Xin walked to the bedside and held Old Lin's hand, saying.
"This young man Xiao Wang is so worry-prone. He's over thirty and still not married. In our time, children would already be in middle school."
"This is your fault, the two of you, for not getting him married sooner, which is why I can't hold my great-grandchild yet."
Old Lin looked at them with a hint of blame.
"Dad, it's my fault, my fault. Please don't be angry." Lin Xin quickly admitted her mistake.
She was afraid her father's anger might cause him physical discomfort.
"Dad, I've brought you divine medicine. It will definitely cure your illness," Old Wang said, taking out a box from his embrace.
"Old Wang, I know you mean well. All the medicine has been tried, so don't go through the suffering anymore," Old Lin waved his hand, refusing.
"Dad, trust me this once. Old Li personally recommended this medicine, and it can definitely cure your illness." Old Wang became anxious. Fearing his father wouldn't believe him, he invoked Old Li's name.
"Oh? Old Li said so too?" Old Lin's interest was piqued.
"Absolutely true," Old Wang nodded.
Seeing Old Wang so earnest, Old Lin had no doubts and said to him, "Then let's try it."
Old Wang listened and carefully opened the box, taking out the divine medicine. Lin Xin promptly brought a cup of water, allowing Old Lin to swallow the divine medicine.