A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

The live stream settings were quickly completed.

Ji Zuodao used an anonymous work account from the Demon Management Department to directly send a PK request to "Ali is not a fox".

Over there, Ahri was tearfully recounting the hardships of being suppressed in her live stream.

Seeing the PK invitation that suddenly popped up, with an unfamiliar ID and zero followers, I guessed it was some nobody trying to ride the wave of popularity.

She was just looking for a way to further cultivate her image of being "generous even when bullied," and thought it would be perfect to use this naive young man to establish a persona of mentoring younger generations. Almost without hesitation, she clicked "agree."

next second.

The live stream screen was split in two.

On the left is Ahri's meticulously edited face, stained with tears and displaying a resilient spirit, typical of internet celebrities.

right……

It's Su Xiaoxiao.

There was no exaggerated makeup, no deliberate dressing up, and her face was even a little tense because of nervousness.

But just as the connection was established and she looked up at the camera with a somewhat bewildered expression—

The entire live stream seemed to fall silent for a moment.

What kind of face was that?

Her eyebrows were naturally dark without being painted, and her lips were naturally red without being rouged.

Her skin was as white as snow, and even under the slightly rough pixelation of the camera, it shone with a radiant glow.

The most striking feature was her eyes, with a natural slight upturn at the corners and a clear, translucent amber color.

At this moment, with a touch of nervousness and curiosity, its eyes widened slightly, like a small animal just awakened in the forest, looking at the human world with innocent confusion, so pure it was almost unbearable.

Yet, deep within her eyes, there seemed to be a faint, flickering flame, carrying an innate charm ingrained in her very being.

Purity and allure, two completely opposite qualities, are intertwined perfectly in her; any more would be seductive, any less would be wooden.

She just sat there somewhat awkwardly, not even thinking of laughing.

But that overwhelming, vibrant beauty struck like a silent hammer blow, crashing into the hearts of all the viewers watching the live stream and Ahri on the other side.

That is the elegance that has been refined over the years and etched into one's blood; it is the top-tier quality that allowed the ancestor Su Daji to bring ruin to the country and its people.

The Su family are direct descendants of the Fire Fox lineage.

Compared to Ahri on the left side of the screen, who relies on charm and influencer makeup...

The feeling is like comparing a Northern Song Dynasty official kiln celadon piece, a prized possession of the Palace Museum, to a three-for-ten-dollar colored glass cup sold at a night market stall.

Not a single dimension.

Really, not on the same dimension.

Ahri's carefully crafted "strong" expression froze instantly.

Looking at the person on the other side of the screen, who was plain-faced but made her look like an ordinary woman, her mind went blank.

The comments section is starting to look strange.

"Holy crap..."

"Who is that girl on the right?"

"That face... those ears... that tail... Mom, I'm in love!"

"Sorry, Ahri, I need to climb the wall for a minute..."

"This is the real fox spirit! The cosplay is too perfect! That Ahri one looks like it was mass-produced..."

"Hey girl, look at me! Don't be so rigid about gender!"

As Ahri watched her livestream viewership plummet and the barrage of comments and gift notifications flooding into the opposing livestream, the color drained from her face in an instant.

She suddenly realized.

I feel like...

Did I provoke something I shouldn't have?

Su Xiaoxiao, having just started the PK, still remembered Ji Zuodao's advice: "Smile, be friendly, and win over the fans."

She tightened her face, trying hard to pull the corners of her mouth up to reveal a standard business smile.

Then, his eyes swept over the split-screen display to the side—

As luck would have it, I happened to see Ahri flipping her hair and winking at the camera while the PK opening music was still playing.

The deliberately activated charm energy fluctuations made her wrinkle her nose even through the screen.

Su Xiaoxiao's forced smile froze instantly on her face.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of disgust, deep in my bones and from the bottom of my heart, surged up like a flood that had been released.

It was clearly and plainly displayed on her stunningly beautiful face.

That disgusted little expression was so vivid.

His brows furrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his eyes held three parts disdain, three parts contempt, and four parts bewilderment as to "What the hell is this?"

In layman's terms, it roughly translates to: "Pah! What a disgrace! What respectable vixen would learn such pathetic seduction techniques? It's utterly beneath her dignity!"

No wonder Su Xiaoxiao looked down on her.

They have the Su family branch, and going back further, their great-grandmother was Su Daji! The kind of person who brought ruin to the country and its people!

What does it rely on? It's the natural charm that's ingrained in their bones and blood, the ability to captivate with a single glance!

That's called talent! That's called deep foundation!

These little foxes have certainly engaged in plenty of jealousy, intrigue, and backstabbing in front of Ji Zuodao, but no matter how much they compete, it's all based on their own abilities, seeing who is more charming, pretty, and considerate.

Anyone who secretly tries to learn those low-class, seductive arts that are only meant to bewitch people will be ridiculed and humiliated in the fox circle!

Why?

That's beneath you!

Using seduction techniques?

Doesn't that mean admitting that your natural advantages aren't enough and you have to rely on magic to make up for it?

In the hierarchy of vixens, this is considered self-degradation and is the most despicable.

Su Xiaoxiao was mentally ranting and raving, her face scrunched up, when she suddenly caught a close-up of her disgusted expression in her split-screen live stream.

My heart skipped a beat.

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

These little tricks make me laugh! They're trying to steal my fans! Why am I putting on this sour face?!

Waaaaah... I'm doomed, I'm going to mess up the mission, that little Taoist will definitely think I'm useless...

She frantically tried to regain her composure, her lips just beginning to curve upwards—

At that moment, the chat in her live stream went silent for a second or two.

Then--

"boom!!!"

Blasted!

It's really blown up!

The barrage of comments flooded the screen at an overwhelming speed, making the text completely illegible!

The gift effects were like fireworks during Chinese New Year, with "bang bang bang" explosions filling the entire screen!

"Oh my god!!!"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! That's the expression! That's the look! It's fucking perfect!"

"Sister, why are you looking at me like that?! Come at me head-on!"

"Oh God! The Virgin Mary! The Jade Emperor! Whatever the deity! What am I seeing! Is Her Majesty the Queen inspecting her junkyard?!"

"Mom! Mom! She's glaring at me! She's definitely thinking I'm useless! I love it!"

"That disgusted little face just now! I'm dying of joy! I took a screenshot! I'll keep it forever!"

"Send gifts! Let the Queen see our sincerity!"

"10 rockets!"

"Carnival x5!"

"Dream Castle x3!"

"My one true love, 999 times!"

……

Various kinds of bullet comments, interspersed with expensive gift effects, almost completely drowned out Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful face, which showed a hint of panic.

The content of the bullet comments is extremely diverse, but the core idea is highly consistent:

I love seeing that look of disgust, aloofness, and disdain as if you're looking at trash!

Keep going! Don't stop!

Su Xiaoxiao was completely stunned by this sudden and incomprehensible fervor. She sat blankly in front of the camera, even forgetting to adjust her expression.

With her mouth slightly open, she stared blankly at the barrage of comments and gifts scrolling across the screen, a veritable "chaotic dance of demons."

She was stunned, but Ahri's face turned green in an instant.

She strained her charm with all her might, blinking until her eyes almost cramped, her voice becoming even more affected, and her back swaying so hard it felt like it was going to break.

But he watched helplessly as the popularity of his live stream plummeted like water being released from a floodgate!

The number of online users has plummeted!

The once dense barrage of comments and gifts has visibly thinned out!

All the traffic, all the attention, and all the donations all rushed to the other side of the screen.

That woman who was just sitting there, looking disgusted and even a little dazed!

Why should I?!

Ahri was so angry that she trembled all over, and her carefully groomed fox tail became somewhat unruly due to the fluctuations in her demonic power.

She used every trick in the book, almost pushing her charm to its limit, but ended up losing more than half of her fans?

The woman across from me, dressed like an insurance salesperson and looking disgusted, just sat there, doing nothing, yet she practically drained my livestream room dry.

Is there any justice left in this world?!

Su Xiaoxiao had no idea about Ahri's breakdown on the other side. She finally came to her senses a little better from her daze and subconsciously glanced at Ahri's face on the screen, which was distorted by jealousy and anger.

"Tsk."

They disliked it even more.

And that soft, almost inaudible "tsk," coupled with her increasingly obvious impatience and "stay away from me" look—

"boom--!!"

The barrage of comments and gifts in her live stream exploded a second time!

"Ahhh! That's it! My soul has been elevated!"

"My sister is scolding me! Screw it!"

"She must have been thinking: What kind of person is she to even connect with me?"

"Your Majesty! Please feel free to trample on me with your nobility!"

"Oh no, it seems like some strange attribute of mine has been developed..."

"Number one on the leaderboard! I want to be number one! Nobody can take it from me!"

……

Looking at the situation and then at Ahri's expression, which looked like she was about to vomit blood, Ji Zuodao felt extremely pleased.

Trying to fight me?

Playing the traffic game? Playing the persona game?

I don't even need to get involved myself. I can just send a fox to crush your little bit of charm and acting skills into dust!

He slowly sat back in his chair, crossed his legs, picked up the tea that had long since gone cold, and took a satisfying sip.

Tsk, this tea, why does it have such a sweet aftertaste?

Why did that slap in the face sound so loud?

Comfortable!