I Struck It Rich on a Mystery Variety Show with My Yin-Yang Eyes

Next book: Streaming humanity's brightest hour to the gods of Huaxia - He transmigrated into an obscure celebrity with a terrible reputation wherever he went and mountains of debt. Now he had only one job left: filming a trial episode of a new deduction variety show. Determined to make a spectacular comeback, Huo Huaiqing worked on his public image while sighing to himself. Then filming began. The moment viewers saw him, they started mocking him, criticizing everything from his character and background to his work. [What kind of IQ does this guy have? He just let the murderer get away?!] [An obscure celebrity acting up again. Can he just try to solve the case properly?!] But ten minutes later: [What? He was actually right?] [No way, I don't believe it! Did he eat the answer key or something?] [Is the production team rigging this?] And later: [Brother Huo! You're a god!!] [Once again, I bow before Brother Huo's genius!] A criminal's worst nightmare, a peerless genius... Even a famous director best known for crime films came to learn from him. Half an hour into the live broadcast, the obscure celebrity had turned the tables, using his Yin-Yang Eyes, which let him see things ordinary people could not, to make both himself and the show a global sensation. *The male lead is a BKing, and his golden finger is as powerful as Captain America's... (not really)* New project: I recreate the gods of Huaxia in another world by writing Blurb: "The Binding Immortal Rope pierced straight through his shoulder blade. Shi Langyu finally let out a muffled groan. His vision went dark, and his arms, bound behind his back, trembled. Beads of sweat rolled into his dark temples. He was utterly wretched." "But he kept his eyes open, fixed on the man kneeling not far away." "That was the young emperor he had devoted himself to supporting. After the late emperor's death, he had taken the boy's tender hand and shielded him, quelling rebellions, rooting out traitors, and even killing everyone who might threaten the young ruler, all while shouldering a mountain of bloodshed and the name of a treacherous courtier." "But now, to save himself, the young emperor had laid ambush after ambush, all to cripple Shi Langyu's cultivation and offer him to the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect..." "..." Ji Qiutan lay in the space, skimmed through the novel titled The Downfall of the Aloof Beauty, and let out a long sigh. He was getting a headache. After his usual all-nighter, he found himself no longer in his original world. He had transmigrated into this book. He had become a... background character in its world. The upside of being a background character was that the novel's lurid, depraved plotlines, often involving multiple partners, had nothing to do with him. But there were plenty of downsides, too. For instance, the Great Zhou dynasty he lived in would be destroyed in a year. And in this world, ordinary mortals were worth less than dogs. He was one of those mortals worth less than dogs. Above the imperial throne stood the cultivation clans. Those without the fortune to seek immortality were doomed to be trampled by the so-called "immortals." With a flick of a finger, an "immortal" could crush the people of an entire city. Like crushing a pile of bugs. No one cared. Ji Qiutan had seen with his own eyes how an "immortal" killed a mortal who failed to kneel and kowtow to him. A sweep of sword energy, and the man was torn to pieces. The man's head rolled to Ji Qiutan's feet. He could not bear to watch, but all he could do was close his eyes. At last, the novel's opening timeline arrived. At an auction house, he saw the protagonist, Shi Langyu, onstage in heavy chains, publicly humiliated Even though, as the protagonist, Shi Langyu would later undergo a marrow cleansing and grow stronger, the moment he was sent away, he became a slave, a cultivation furnace, a plaything. Whatever they called him, he was no longer a person. The anger in Ji Qiutan's chest finally passed its breaking point. He opened the Myriad Worlds Library, which had been there when he first woke up. So what if he had no spiritual root? He still had an indomitable will! He would walk a path no one had ever taken before! He wrote of Peach Mountain and the rescue of a mother, and Erlang Shen came striding beneath the moon, wielding his three-pointed, double-edged spear. He wrote of Nezha's birth, and the arrogant young god swept away ten thousand troops with a single thrust. The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong; Zhong Kui, the Sacred Guardian of the Home; the Barefoot Immortal; the Four Heavenly Kings; the Four Celestial Masters; and more arrived one after another... The second spirit of Huaxia: If Heaven and Earth are unjust, smash them. If the gods are wicked, kill them! Enter the Dao through writing, and turn the world upside down. He would make everyone in this world open their eyes and see what kind of being deserved to be worshipped by ten thousand people as a, god!! *A completed feel-good novel of the same genre, with no romance* The Path to Saving the World Begins with Live-Streaming the Supernatural Theme: A person's confidence should match their abilities