The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

After a brief pause, the live stream exploded completely.

"Holy shit!!!"

"Holy shit!!!"

"So handsome! He's freaking so handsome!"

"Host, I'm in love!!!"

"Who is this streamer?!"

"Isn't asking this a pointless question?!"

"They gave us a close-up, and she's a woman, incredibly talented, and so beautiful."

"This is definitely Ye Chen's master!"

"That is, Player Zero!"

Under the sycamore tree.

Su Huaying stared at the sword wall that stretched across the border of the continent in the sky, then turned to look at Jiang Liyu beside her.

"A little...little fish?"

She raised an eyebrow.

"What's your strength?!"

"To be in harmony with the Dao."

Jiang Liyu's answer was indifferent.

"Unite...unite, unite with the Dao!!!"

Yan Cong's eyes widened in surprise.

He suddenly reached out and pinched Ye Chen's arm.

Ye Chen was still frozen in place.

Suddenly struck by this blow, he writhed in pain, unable to even scream, only managing muffled whimpers.

"Mmmmmm!"

Yan Cong stared at Ye Chen's pained reaction, speechless.

"Holy crap..."

"This is really real!!"

"Old Lin..."

He turned stiffly to look at Lin Fan, his voice trembling.

"She really was a character introduced later in the story!"

"Um!"

Lin Fan nodded solemnly.

"Only by overcoming the tribulation can I ascend to immortality."

"Mommy's poop..."

Yan Cong smacked his lips twice.

"I thought our class monitor was invincible, but now it seems... his throne as the king of the class might have to be relinquished!"

Ye Chen couldn't speak or move; he could only make muffled noises.

But the smugness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

That one.

"Did you see that?"

"Was my master awesome?"

It's all written on their faces.

Yan Cong's lips twitched; he didn't want to look at him.

"Oh shit……"

"I'm not envious at all..."

"Grass!"

The images on the celestial screen continued.

The viewers in the live stream were already getting impatient.

"By the way, streamer, what's her name?!"

"Yeah, yeah! He's so handsome, he deserves a name!"

"Is she really Player Zero?!"

"Stop playing dead, streamer! Come out and explain!"

The dense barrage of comments covered half of the screen.

The video clip being played has been temporarily paused.

Ai Kun reappeared in front of the camera.

"Everyone must be very curious about what the name of this ethereal ancestor is."

"The host didn't keep us in suspense."

"According to the unearthed materials, her name is Jiang Liyu. She is the class monitor of Class 9. For the past three years, she has changed her appearance and been hiding in a corner, quietly watching Ancestor Ye Chen."

"As for why she did this, we'll talk about that later."

"besides!"

Ai Kun clapped his hands.

Another staff member came up carrying a tray.

There were no divine weapons or immortal swords on the tray.

There was only one round orange doll.

The orange still had a green leaf on its head and two silly-looking rosy cheeks on its face.

"A streamer???"

"I feel like Jiang Jianxian must be a very aloof person, right?"

"What? So, what's left for the Holy Master is an 'Ou Runju'?"

Ai Kun revealed a mysterious smile.

"This is Jiang Jianxian's online name in his previous life."

"What do you mean?!"

The comments section was still buzzing with questions.

Ai Kun did not continue to explain.

"You'll see once you keep watching!"

He snapped his fingers.

The paused projection resumed playback.

In the picture.

The thousands of giant swords that nailed the border still gleamed coldly.

A sword beam condensed beneath Jiang Liyu's feet, propelling her into the sky.

A blue streak of light pierced through the broken clouds, traversing vast territories, and flew towards the capital of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom.

Less than a second.

The imperial city was already beneath her feet.

She sheathed her sword and landed outside the door of the Imperial Study.

The soles of the boots made no sound when they touched the ground.

The imperial study was brightly lit.

A weary shadow was cast on the window paper, and it hadn't moved for a long time.

Jiang Liyu stood in front of the door, not going in immediately.

She raised her finger and gently slid it through the air.

The light blue panel then unfolded.

[Shadow King Training Program]

Current progress: 99%

[The final step: Let the Shadow King kill you with his own hands.]

[Rewards for completing the task]

1. Grant the person you summoned the resurrection privilege.

2. Return to reality.

Jiang Liyu's gaze lingered on the second reward.

Back to reality.

These four words were reflected in her pupils.

She stared at it for a long time.

The sound of papers turning could be heard from the imperial study.

Jiang Liyu raised her hand.

I paused briefly when my fingertips touched the door.

In the end, she pushed open the door and went inside.

Inside the Imperial Study.

Battle reports piled up on the emperor's desk, leaving no room to step on the ground on either side.

Ye Chen sat behind the imperial desk.

He was still wearing a black and gold dragon robe, a symbol of imperial status, but his cuffs were stained with blood that had not been wiped off.

A bowl of rice that had long since gone cold sat on the corner of the table.

Several battle reports nearby were stamped with red seals indicating the loss of territory.

Ye Chen pressed one hand to his brow while using the other to review the battle reports that had just been delivered.

He didn't even look up when he heard the door open.

"Beta!"

"Put the food on the table, I'll eat it later."

His voice betrayed his undeniable weariness.

The visitor did not respond.

There were no familiar mechanical footsteps either.

Ye Chen stopped flipping through the battle report.

He looked up in confusion.

Jiang Liyu stood in front of the imperial desk.

Her long, icy blue hair had been tied back up, but the hem of her clothes still bore traces of dust from the border battlefield.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

He quickly propped himself up on the table.

"Master, what brings you here?!"

Having sat for too long, and without rest for several days in a row, his knees suddenly went weak as soon as he took a step.

His body staggered forward.

Jiang Liyu raised her hand to support him.

Her hands were cold.

After Ye Chen regained his footing, he instinctively grabbed her wrist.

The weariness on his face hadn't faded, but he still forced a smile.

"How's the border?"

"I just saw the defense line light up again."

"Was it you—?"

Jiang Liyu took his hand in return.

Ye Chen's next words remained unspoken.

He glanced down at their clasped hands, then looked up to meet Jiang Liyu's eyes.

Those eyes were very close to him.

She remained aloof, yet did not avoid his gaze.

Jiang Liyu spoke.

The voice was so flat that there was no discernible fluctuation.

"Kill me."

Ye Chen's smile froze.

Jiang Liyu held his hand and finished speaking the second half of her sentence, word by word.

"It can grant future generations the ability to be resurrected."