365: The richest woman on the list

"Fine, fine, fine~"

[Shang the Tsundere.]

Ling Qi looked at Her Majesty's retreating back, shaking her head helplessly. She picked up the jade slip from the table, sat in a nearby chair, and began to work.

In the inner chambers, Shang Wan Ning lay down on the bed and pulled out a Pear brand phone from her storage space.

The screen lit up, its faint blue light reflecting on her feigned calm face. Her fingertips skillfully tapped an app icon that was dark and wrapped in chain patterns—"Eye of Youque."

This was the latest creation from the Research Institute, specifically made for the entertainment of Ghost Messengers and Cultivators. It was completely private, and it was claimed that even Seventh-rank deities could not peek into it.

She didn't log in with the Empress's prominent official account, but with an inconspicuous private ID: "lemon moon like wind."

The profile picture was a blurred patch of moonlight, exuding a coldness that kept strangers away while inviting curiosity.

[Heh, who would have thought that Her Majesty the Empress, who rules over reincarnation and dominates the netherworld, is secretly a top-tier rich sister who is obsessed with showering gifts on suggestive female streamers?]

Inside the System Space, Xiao Si's electronic voice held back laughter as it trash-talked wildly.

[This secret identity is hidden tighter than anyone else's; the sense of sneakiness is almost overflowing from the screen!]

Shang Wan Ning turned a deaf ear to Xiao Si's internal criticism.

Her gaze went straight to her following list.

There were only a few people in it, but each had their own charm... The first among them was a streamer named "Ink Shadow."

The cover featured a woman in a black qipao, leaning sideways against the railing of Wangxiang Terrace, outlining a breathtaking waist-to-hip curve. Between two fingers, she held an unknown dark flower.

A touch of crimson at the corner of her eyes, a half-smile that wasn't quite a smile; she naturally carried a cold and elegant broken-hearted vibe in her disdainful gaze.

Shang Wan Ning clicked in.

Inside the livestream room, Ink Shadow wasn't as cold and elegant as the cover suggested. Instead, she seemed somewhat lazily tipsy, half-leaning on a soft couch. Her snow-white toes hooked a jade-colored wine pot as she unhurriedly told jokes about some of her Ghost Messenger colleagues.

Her voice was slightly raspy, like aged spirits flowing over the heart, stirring up a fine, tingling itch.

Gift effects and "screen-licking" comments flew across the public chat.

"Sister Ink Shadow is killing me!"

"I'm drunk on this voice. Sister, please use this voice to scold me!"

"[Ghost General Zhang San] sent 'Nether Spirit Money Bouquet' x10!"

Shang Wan Ning curled her lip, feeling quite disdainful of these small-time antics. Her finger slid across the dazzling array of gifts and accurately clicked on the lotus pedestal icon burning with flames.

[Nether Fire Lotus], unit price: ten thousand incense points.

Her finger tapped ten times in a row.

The screen was instantly dominated by the gorgeous yet eerie black fire lotus effects, layering over each other and lingering for a long time... It immediately maxed out the atmosphere of the entire livestream room.

Ink Shadow, who had been lazily squinting her eyes, was slightly taken aback. Her gaze swept over the ID of the gift source: [lemon moon like wind].

The casual smile at the corner of her lips deepened a bit, and she raised the wine pot in her hand toward the camera.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lady [lemon moon like wind]. Ten Nether Fire Lotuses, that's quite an expense." She deliberately slowed her pace, making that word "Lady" sound melodious and lingering.

lemon moon like wind: "As long as you like it, Sister. (Emoji: well-behaved dog)"

A hint of playfulness flickered in Ink Shadow's eyes. "Lady, you are so generous that I'm curious. Do you want to hear a song, or do you want to see a seductive dance?"

lemon moon like wind: "When the beauty smiled just now, it was extremely beautiful. (Emoji: blushing dog)"

"Holy crap! The rich sister is so smooth!"

"Ink Shadow, hurry up and give the patron sister a smile!"

"Which family's fairy sister has descended to experience life? She's way too generous!"

Ink Shadow followed the suggestion readily, truly curving her eyes toward the camera and lifting the corners of her lips into a perfect arc.

Amidst the cold elegance, a bit of softened pleasure showed through, and the crimson at the corners of her eyes became even more vivid.

Shang Wan Ning's finger paused.

Looking at that smile on the screen, she felt that the gloom accumulated from handling government affairs had mostly dissipated.

[Hehehe... I am the top-tier rich sister...]

Her hand hovered over the fire lotus icon, about to send another ten-streak to win an even more radiant smile from the beauty.

Suddenly, an announcement popped up at the top of the livestream room—

["Bewitching Bone" has initiated a "Phantom Rivalry" PK against "Ink Shadow." It will start in ten minutes. The loser must complete a punishment requested by the top supporter.]

The scene shifted, and the screen was suddenly split in two.

On the left was still Ink Shadow leaning lazily on the couch, but on the right, a dazzling exotic flair suddenly burst in. A suggestive streamer named "Bewitching Bone" appeared, draped in swaying golden gauze, with ankle bells jingling on her bare feet.

Her waist was faintly visible under the thin gauze, and every glance of her eyes carried an aggressive quality like a prairie fire.

Behind her was not a quiet courtyard, but an illusionary realm churning with scorching lava.

"Sister Ink Shadow~"

Bewitching Bone's voice was sweet and cloying, the end of her sentences hooking upward like a lure.

"I have long heard of your reputation for cold elegance, Sister. I've come specifically to seek your guidance. Since all the top supporter sisters are here today, why don't we play something exciting?"

The tipsiness on Ink Shadow's face faded slightly, and her gaze sharpened. "What does Sister Bewitching Bone have in mind?"

"Simple!" Bewitching Bone pointed a slender finger.

"We'll compete to see who receives more 'Nether Fire Lotuses' within ten minutes. The loser..."

Her eyes were full of seductive charm as her tongue lightly licked her lower lip.

"...will be at the mercy of the winner's top supporter. How about a Western Serpent Dance, or... performing a scene of 'Secret Play of the Mandarin Ducks'?"

The public chat instantly exploded, with all sorts of catty comments and howls flying by rapidly~

Ink Shadow's thin eyebrows knitted almost imperceptibly, then relaxed as she said calmly, "Fine."

Shang Wan Ning's spirits lifted, and the previous leisure was swept away in an instant.

A competitive drive belonging to an Empress surged in her eyes.

How could her streamer lose to such a gaudy thing?

The PK bar suddenly lit up, with blood-red and deep-blue progress bars tugging at each other wildly.

Bewitching Bone's side was clearly prepared. Effects exploded instantly, and the number of "Nether Fire Lotuses" climbed steadily, quickly overwhelming the scattered support on Ink Shadow's side.

But was "lemon moon like wind" just for show?

Shang Wan Ning's gaze sharpened, and her hand speed became nothing but a blur. Row after row of burning black lotus effects were thrown at Ink Shadow's progress bar as if they cost nothing, forcibly pushing back the blood-red line of pressure!!!

"Thank you, Sister lemon moon like wind, for your support." Ink Shadow's voice even carried a hint of surprise.

Taking advantage of a gap, she blew a kiss toward the camera.

(* ⁰̷̴͈꒨⁰̷̴͈)=͟͟͞͞➳♦

On the other side, Bewitching Bone's expression changed slightly, and she called out delicately, "Sisters~ I'm about to be overtaken~"

"Do you have the heart to watch me lose? Top supporter sister~ please help me~"

Before her voice had even faded, a flashy, showy light effect suddenly lit up on the opposite ID—[Yu Yu Super Sweet].

Immediately following, a full fifty "Nether Fire Lotuses" crashed down.

They directly pushed Bewitching Bone's progress bar back, even far exceeding Ink Shadow's side.

Yu Yu Super Sweet: "Be good, Gu Baby~ Sister is here! Let's see who else dares to be arrogant. (Emoji: loli carrying a forty-meter blade)"

Shang Wan Ning narrowed her eyes.

This ID... this flamboyant aesthetic... this inexplicably familiar tone... Her fingers didn't stop, throwing out another thirty-streak of fire lotuses to stabilize the situation, while simultaneously typing rapidly.