The moment a tribulation bolt shatters the livestream’s backdrop, I’m in front of the camera pitching “Late-Night Recovery Pills.” No one knows that I, the notorious female demon whom everyone in the immortal realm wants dead, am actually a modern livestream shopping host who transmigrated here.
When I first arrived in the immortal realm, my reputation as a “demon” made every door slam in my face. I couldn’t even find a spot to set up a stall and sell pills. But hey, I’m the “hardest-working streamer in the business.” One “mystery pill box giveaway” set the immortal realm’s social circles ablaze, and even thousand-year-old immortals lined up to snap one up. Just as I thought I was about to defy fate and turn my life around, Mo Ying, the Demon Palace’s left protector, began plotting behind the scenes, while the righteous immortals watched me like hawks, as if I really were a villainous BOSS ready to fill the place with black smoke and explosions at any moment.
The turning point came with the “real or fake pills scandal.” I staked my entire reputation on a live, on-the-spot pill-making stream. Xuan Yi personally watched over the furnace, and Ling Yue sampled the pills right there. One batch of fragrant “beauty and youth-preserving pills” not only cleared my name, but also made me and the aloof head disciple of the sect form a “business alliance.”
The price was that I could never keep a low profile again. With Mo Ying’s endless traps on one side and the immortal sects’ power struggles on the other, I could only fight my way through with one wildly successful livestream after another. My black-robed stickers were replaced with limited-edition logos, and my livestream room moved from a cave to the clouds. The little streamer who once went unnoticed in the mortal world had become a business legend in the immortal realm.
But as I stood at the peak of the immortal realm’s wealth, watching a screen full of “buy one, get one free” comments, one question kept circling in my mind:
**If identity is just a label, then when traffic becomes power, can people still hold on to their original purpose?
