Starforce Warriors

Chapter 383: It Actually Is My Girlfriend

Is this still my livestream room?

Li Xiaofei looked around and felt as if he had stepped into a legendary ancient immortal sect. A majestic flat-topped mountain pierced through the white clouds in front of him. On the peak’s horizontal surface, a grand ancient martial arts training ground stood tall.

A hundred-meter-tall octagonal tower made of white jade stone had been raised proudly. There were also other pavilions, each serving different purposes. A massive training field surrounded the central octagonal tower. It was capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people. In addition, around the floating mountain, ten giant chains extended outwards for thousands of meters, connecting to ten smaller floating unique mountains suspended upside down, their cross-sections facing upwards. Each of the smaller floating mountains had its own pavilions and training grounds.

Such a vast and magnificent livestream room was clearly designed and modeled at great expense. It was obvious that it could easily accommodate up to one hundred thousand people connected simultaneously.

"Master."

"Master."

Guo Zong'ao, Zhou Yidao, Su Qianni, Ding Mingya, and Brother Dao—Li Xiaofei's main disciples—stood in a row, all dressed in traditional martial attire, respectfully clasping their fists and bowing in unison. It was actually quite convincing.

"What is going on here?" Li Xiaofei asked.

Brother Dao immediately stepped forward to take credit and said, "It was my idea, Master. You’re very popular now, with so many fans. The previous livestream room was too small to meet the needs of someone as prominent as you. So, after discussing with my senior brothers and sisters, we all chipped in to expand your main livestream room. What do you think, Master? Are you satisfied?"

Li Xiaofei responded, "It’s beyond my expectations, but I imagine it wasn’t cheap?"

Brother Dao replied proudly, "Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem at all. You don’t need to worry about the cost."

Li Xiaofei nodded, "You’ve all been very thoughtful."

He decided not to dwell on the cost anymore. After all, the ancient martial arts knowledge he had passed on was worth more than any amount of money.

When they saw that Li Xiaofei was satisfied, the disciples broke into smiles. In truth, this suggestion had come from Zhang Zhihong, and the others had fully supported it. It wasn’t just because Li Xiaofei had passed on the true legacy of ancient martial arts to them. It was also because the traffic he shared with them was enormous.

Except for Ding Mingya, who was still a student at Beixia University and hadn’t started streaming, the others were all streamers. They had benefited greatly in just a few short days. Their live audience numbers had already surpassed their previous peak records. Almost all of these viewers came to learn ancient martial arts from them.

Among them, Su Qianni and Brother Dao’s livestream rooms benefited the most and had the highest popularity.

Su Qianni’s advantage came from her striking looks, and the martial technique she taught, the Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm, was highly entertaining and incredibly powerful, drawing countless female fans—something she hadn’t anticipated.

Originally, her livestream's selling point was her appearance, which attracted a crowd of male fans, and at times, the barrage of teasing comments made her feel uncomfortable. But the influx of female fans had completely purified the atmosphere of the livestream, and even brought in a significant number of new male fans. Generous rewards frequently flashed across the screen, allowing Su Qianni to truly experience what it felt like to be a top-tier, super-popular streamer.

As for Brother Dao, he already had a substantial audience. The Graceful Step of the Waves he had learned from Li Xiaofei was one of the most sought-after movement techniques, attracting even more viewers. For the first time, Brother Dao felt that people respected him because of his skills, not because he was wealthy or powerful. This was a feeling money could never buy.

Guo Zong'ao, Liu Yidao, and the others were in the same situation. In the three short days since becoming Li Xiaofei’s disciples, they had effortlessly reached the pinnacle of their streaming careers, and the future looked incredibly bright.

So, what did it matter to spend a little money to expand their master's livestream room? Moreover, the better their master's livestream did, the more they would gain. It was no different from investing in themselves.

“Master, I’m sorry... I didn’t contribute much money,” said Ding Mingya, the poor student, looking embarrassed.

“No worries, I covered your share,” Brother Dao said, patting his chest with a noble air.

At this point, the number of people online in the livestream had already surpassed 5.5 million while the subscriber count had reached over 4.5 million. It was a unique feature of Li Xiaofei's livestream room; there were often more people online than actual subscribers.

The livestream's popularity had exceeded ten million and had ranked eighth across the entire platform. However, what surprised Li Xiaofei was that Zhang Zhihong was nowhere to be seen today.

“Master Uncle said he ran into something and would be a bit late,” Su Qianni explained.

Li Xiaofei nodded and began the official livestream. This time, he accepted connection requests from ten thousand people.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Beams of light descended, and ten thousand fans were instantly transported onto the platform.

“Patriarch!”

“Patriarch!”

The lucky fans were overjoyed. There were too many people, and Li Xiaofei couldn’t answer each and every one of their questions. Fortunately, several of his disciples had cultivated the Great Strength Vajra Fist, so they could take over for him.

Li Xiaofei explained all the moves of the Great Strength Vajra Fist and answered a few targeted questions. Then, the fans began to practice cultivation in the training ground.

At that moment, Zhang Zhihong finally arrived, albeit a little late. However, his expression wasn’t good.

“What happened, Master Uncle?” Brother Dao asked, curiosity written on his face.

As a well-known rich second-generation in the community, Brother Dao was excellent at networking. While he used to be full of himself and looked down on those with lower status, his arrogance had shattered since joining the sect and learning the Graceful Step of the Waves. He was now on a path to becoming more lighthearted and humorous.

Zhang Zhihong sighed heavily, his face full of worry, but he said nothing.

Li Xiaofei, now curious as well, asked, “Stop acting like that—what’s going on?”

Zhang Zhihong had a constipated look on his face.

"Earlier today, I went out to lunch with some friends and saw a couple sitting in the restaurant. The woman was so gentle. She was feeding her boyfriend, massaging his shoulders, and speaking in a soft, sweet voice. She was the very picture of a perfect girlfriend. I got a little envious and thought, 'If only this girl were my girlfriend.' But guess what happened next?"

“What happened next?”

The other senior brothers crowded closer, eager to hear the rest.

Zhang Zhihong clenched his teeth and said, “When I took a closer look, damn it, it was actually my girlfriend.”

Everyone froze in shock.

Su Qianni was the last to react. After a long pause, she asked, “Master Uncle, are you saying you got cheated on?”

Zhang Zhihong glared at her.

Feeling a bit awkward, Su Qianni quickly said, “My condolences, Master Uncle. If you need, I can pretend to be your girlfriend for a day and help you get back at her. Maybe we can make her jealous and help you save face.”

Zhang Zhihong slapped his thigh and said, “That’s a brilliant idea!”

The mood lightened up again. In the livestream chat, waves of 666 comments flooded the screen, showing the audience’s approval. The livestream went smoothly that evening.

“Boss, have you checked out these ten small floating mountains?” Zhang Zhihong pointed at the floating mountains around them. “I designed them especially for you. In the future, Yidao, Zong'ao, and Qianni can each claim one to teach martial arts or stream from there. This way, we’ll have a bigger scale and take our streaming careers to the next level.”

He patted Ding Mingya on the shoulder and grinned. “Old Fourth, you can also choose one of these floating mountains as your streaming base. Stream for an hour or two every day, and you’ll be pulling in tens of thousands of star coins per month. Work hard, and maybe it’ll even be hundreds of thousands. This way, you won’t have to fight underground matches anymore, and you can use the extra time to focus on cultivation at school. It’s a win-win for both fame and fortune. How about it?”

Ding Mingya thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

“That’s the spirit,” Zhang Zhihong said with satisfaction. “I’ll handle all the streaming paperwork for you. Work hard, kid. Master Uncle believes in you.”

Then, turning to Li Xiaofei, Zhang Zhihong added, “Boss, the herbal formula you shared earlier was great. Are you also skilled in medicine and herbalism?”

Li Xiaofei said, "I only know a little about selecting and cultivating herbs, as well as a few useful prescriptions."

"That’s perfect!" Zhang Zhihong said excitedly. "Boss, I’ll choose one of these ten small floating mountains and help you transform it into a herbal garden and pharmacy. Then, we can recruit some medics to cultivate herbs and practice their skills. This way, we’ll establish a lineage for medics."

Li Xiaofei's heart stirred.

It was indeed a great idea. While the plants grown in the virtual world couldn’t be brought into the real world, the experience of planting, cultivating, and formulating was tangible. This would be valuable training for medics, since this was just like how warriors honed their skills in the virtual world.

Zhang Zhihong chuckled and added, "Boss, do you happen to have knowledge or secrets about beastmasters or weapon specialists as well?"

Li Xiaofei thought for a moment and said, "I know a bit."

Brother Dao, Su Qianni, and the others were visibly surprised.

He knows that too?

Could it be that our master is some sort of invincible all-rounder?

Zhang Zhihong's imagination began to soar as he exclaimed, "That’s amazing! We can use this place to recruit more disciples and spread the martial lineage of Great Xia. We’ll make this the number one livestream room on the Longya Group platform and create a large-scale effect. In time, our influence could rival that of any regular university."

The disciples grew excited as well. Indeed, if they were going to do something, they should go big. Everything had been progressing so smoothly in recent days that they were starting to feel a little overconfident. In this world, once you follow the right person, everything becomes much easier.

Li Xiaofei nodded in agreement. Since he had plenty of ancient martial techniques, he wasn’t afraid of expanding his livestream. He could easily share various techniques with his audience. Moreover, after drawing the Sword Harnessing Technique, a rare immortal cultivation skill, Li Xiaofei's confidence had grown significantly.

Just as the livestream was about to end, something unexpected happened. Six massive golden dragons descended from the sky.

These enormous golden dragons roared and twisted fiercely, their presence majestic and awe-inspiring, as if they were dragon gods from the divine realm. Half the sky in the livestream room was bathed in a golden hue.

Following that, six phantom images of the Great Wall appeared. The special effects lasted a full minute.

Damn! A rich big brother has arrived!

Supreme gifts!

Who could this mysterious person be?

The fans were immediately stirred into a frenzy.

Although Li Xiaofei’s livestream had seen many wealthy patrons recently, all gifting lavishly and claiming to offer a ceremonial gift for becoming his disciple, this was the first time someone had dropped 1.8 million star coins in one go.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

White beams of light flickered, and six figures appeared in the center of the training ground. Those who sent supreme gifts had the privilege of entering the livestream room without the host's permission. It was an exclusive right granted to the platform’s high-spenders.

The six individuals looked young, no more than thirty years old, and were dressed in luxurious combat suits that were easily worth six figures each. It was clear they came from wealthy, powerful families. More importantly, they seemed quite formidable. The aura they exuded suggested they were at the Golden Body Realm or close to it.

“Thank you all for your support. It's a pleasure to meet you,” Zhang Zhihong, ever mindful of his role as a livestream assistant, quickly stepped forward to greet the newcomers and express his thanks.

“Heh, you’re happy far too soon.” One of the six, a young man with a gleaming shaved head, sneered as he looked at Li Xiaofei. “We’re not here to become your disciples. We're here to settle a score!”

“That's right! The prescription published by Grandmaster of Heaven killed my brother. This blood debt must be paid today,” aggressively added another youth with blonde hair and earrings.

“Exactly! And my brother? He practiced that so-called Great Strength Vajra Fist and ended up with internal injuries. He went mad during his training, and his inner qi was completely destroyed. Grandmaster of Heaven, you owe us an explanation today. If you don’t give one, we’ll kill you.” A third young man declared, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

Everyone quickly understood what was happening. They were here to cause trouble.

“Stop spouting nonsense and making baseless accusations,” Guo Zong'ao was the first to lose his patience and retorted, “My master’s techniques and the herbal bath recipes have been used by millions without a single issue. You’re just here to frame us on purpose, aren’t you?”

Zhou Yidao also spoke up, “Brothers, my master is doing great work for the people and spreading the Great Xia martial lineage to everyone. Even if you don’t support it, you don’t need to cause trouble here, right?”

“Heh.” The bald man sneered. “You two little fish better keep quiet. Any one of us could crush you with just a flick of our fingers, whether here or in the real world.”

Su Qianni responded with a cold smile, “There are plenty of arrogant show-offs online, and we don’t need six more of you. Who do you think you're scaring?”

The blonde-haired man with earrings stared at Su Qianni, his gaze filled with an unhidden, lustful desire. He smirked sinisterly. “Little bitch, your debt with Youtong Finance is about to come due. What do you think will happen if you can’t repay it on time?”

Su Qianni’s body trembled.

How did they know about that?

She wasn’t foolish. She immediately realized that these people weren’t ordinary troublemakers. They had come prepared.

At that moment, Brother Dao stepped forward with a cold smirk. “Who forgot to close their fly and let a bunch of dickheads like you out? Do you have any idea who I am? You dare cause trouble in my master’s livestream room?”

“I know exactly who you are: the young master of the Ding Family from Xiajing,” the bald man replied with a sneer. “Little guy, it’s best if you stick to being the top streamer in the martial arts category and keep entertaining yourself. Don’t get involved in matters that are beyond your abilities. For the sake of the Ding Family, I’m giving you a kind warning: You won’t be able to handle what’s about to happen today.” @@novelbin@@

Brother Dao froze for a moment. The fact that the other party knew his identity and still dared to speak like that meant something was off.

Li Xiaofei also noticed this. In his heart, he already understood. This was undoubtedly a test orchestrated by the powerful Saint families. What was meant to happen had finally come.

Zhang Zhihong seemed like he wanted to say something, but Li Xiaofei raised a hand to stop him.

“Speak. What do you want?” Li Xiaofei asked calmly.

The bald man sneered and said, “The conditions are simple: compensate us for our brothers' losses, shut down your livestream, delete your account, and get lost.”

Li Xiaofei responded, “And what if I refuse?”

“Then I’ll ruin you.” The bald man said with a cold smile. “Your martial arts killed people, and your prescriptions led to deaths in the baths. We have witnesses and evidence. There’s no way for you to deny it.”

“Heh, idiot,” Li Xiaofei said indifferently.

"What did you just say?" the bald man snapped angrily.

"Does it even matter whether I admit it or not?" Li Xiaofei replied, his eyes full of pity. "Even if your brothers really died while practicing or from using the prescriptions, that's just their bad luck. How is that my fault? Did I beg them to practice my techniques? Or beg them to use the herbal baths?"

"You..." The bald man was momentarily speechless.

He couldn’t keep up with Li Xiaofei's logic. Something wasn’t right. Normally, in such a situation, people would either deny the accusations or try to prove their innocence in any way possible. But this guy, Li Xiaofei, wasn’t panicking at all.

Li Xiaofei chuckled softly and continued, "That's why I called you idiots. You went through all the trouble to create this plan, but it's like you're swinging punches at air. You pose no threat to me whatsoever. You fools, even if I openly admitted in front of over five million livestream viewers that my martial arts techniques are harmful and my prescriptions are fake, do you think they would believe you? Do you think they'd just give up on their cultivation?"

"This..." The blond man with earrings instinctively cursed, "Don't be so arrogant!"

"Heh, Anyone with half a brain can see how the techniques work and how the prescriptions function and see the results for themselves. Do your baseless accusations hold any weight?"

"There's a saying: 'True gold fears no fire.' It doesn't matter what I say or what you say about my techniques and prescriptions. What matters is what people experience when they use them. Do you really think you can fabricate some so-called 'evidence' and bring me down? How foolish can you be!"

Li Xiaofei finished, his voice steady and full of confidence. It felt like a heavy hammer smashing into the hearts of the bald man and his companions. This wasn’t going the way they had expected at all.

Li Xiaofei continued his verbal onslaught. "I livestream to teach martial arts and share my prescriptions for free. I’ve never charged anyone a single cent. Anyone can come and learn if they want, and if they don't, I don’t beg them. I’m not here to make money, nor am I here for fame. Your petty tricks of slandering others won’t work on me. Go home, think it over, and see if you can come up with another plan to deal with me. Otherwise, I truly feel embarrassed for your intelligence."

Now the bald man and his group were utterly dumbfounded. They couldn’t just leave. But they couldn’t stay either.

As they looked at Li Xiaofei, whose face was filled with mockery, rage began to rise in their hearts, and malice grew in their guts. If scheming didn’t work, then they’d use force. They could just kill this Grandmaster of Heaven repeatedly in the light-core world, making it impossible for him to log back in. That would solve all their problems.

The bald man exchanged a glance with his companions, signaling them... But just as they were about to act...

Another golden, five-clawed dragon suddenly soared across the sky and transformed into the phantom of the Great Wall, with its special effects illuminating the livestream room for a full minute.

A supreme gift!

Another wealthy patron had arrived!

In the next instant, a figure appeared in the center of the training ground. Dressed in pure white like jade, with hair as black as ink, he cradled a sword in his arms. His presence was imposing and commanding. All eyes in the room were immediately drawn to this figure.

“Hm?” Zhang Zhihong stepped forward, eyeing the newcomer. “Ren Woyou? Why are you here? Are you with these six bastards? I’m warning you, don’t cause any trouble.”

Ren Woyou had been Li Xiaofei’s opponent in the match earlier. His appearance in the livestream room at this moment was not a good sign, much like a night owl visiting a house. On the other side, Brother Dao also clearly recognized Ren Woyou. They were both part of the same wealthy second-generation circles in Xiajing, and they had crossed paths a few times.

Ren Woyou was a prodigy with unparalleled swordsmanship, so he held a much higher status in their circle than Brother Dao.

Brother Dao knew the temperament of this man well, and immediately stepped forward with a smile. “Brother Ren, perhaps there’s been some misunderstanding? Let’s talk things out. The Grandmaster of Heaven, the Patriarch, is my teacher...”

However, Ren Woyou didn’t even spare them a glance. His eyes were fixed on the bald man and his companions.

“Ah, Brother Ren, so you’ve also come to—” The bald man’s face showed a slight smile.

Compared to Brother Dao, who was more of a spoiled brat, Ren Woyou, a sword genius, commanded far greater respect in the elite circles of Xiajing, especially among the third generation of the Saints.

While the bald man and his group had no qualms about disrespecting Brother Dao, they were far more cautious and polite in front of Ren Woyou. But before the bald man could finish his sentence, Ren Woyou unsheathed his sword.

Whoosh!

Sword light flickered as Ren Woyou advanced step by step, with each step marking a sword strike. He unleashed a total of six strikes. These six strikes were the first six moves of the Fifteen Swords of Death. He had only studied them for less than a day, but he had already mastered them.

When Ren Woyou finished his six strikes, the six powerful fighters, including the bald man, were already lying in a pool of blood. Moments later, their forms dissolved into six streams of data, vanishing from the scene.

Zhang Zhihong, Brother Dao, and the others stood frozen, exchanging glances, utterly shocked.

What is going on?

Isn’t Ren Woyou here to cause trouble?

As the audience of over five million viewers, both in the livestream and outside, watched in stunned silence, Ren Woyou sheathed his sword and turned to Li Xiaofei. He began to walk forward, step by step, closing the distance until he was just three meters away.

Zhang Zhihong and Brother Dao, sensing something might go wrong again, instinctively moved to block him, but—

Thud!

To everyone’s astonishment, Ren Woyou suddenly dropped to his knees.

“Master, please accept my bow as your disciple,” Ren Woyou said, bowing deeply.

This proud genius of the sword, a powerful practitioner at the Golden Body Realm, who had just killed without hesitation, was now humbly kneeling before Li Xiaofei, performing the formal disciple’s bow according to ancient martial tradition.

For a moment, the world seemed to fall silent. Zhang Zhihong and the others stared in disbelief at the scene before them. The five million-plus viewers in the livestream were also stunned, unable to process what had just happened.

He came to pledge himself as a disciple!

Li Xiaofei, with his hands behind his back, maintained a calm and composed expression.

“What is the point of this?” he said mildly. “I’ve already told you, you can learn the sword techniques without kneeling to me or becoming my disciple.”

But Ren Woyou stubbornly responded, “Once a teacher, a teacher for life.”