Chapter 53: Solely for the Sake of Food

This scene was simply too shocking. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the spectacle, finding it impossible to believe that such a magical thing could happen.

It was entirely too bizarre, too otherworldly.

In the entire livestream room, viewers of every nationality were left dumbfounded upon witnessing this sight.

"Qinchuan is an immortal! He must be an immortal! Only an immortal can wield such celestial arts."

"I knew it! How could Yanhuang have a child representing us, and the only child at that? He was sent by the celestial realm to save Yanhuang. It must be our ancestors who asked Qinchuan to save our country."

"So handsome! This move is insanely powerful. Qinchuan truly lives up to being sent by the immortals."

"How I wish I could do that trick."

"I almost thought I was still watching a television drama. I never expected that legendary immortal arts actually exist."

Bingbing was equally stunned. Every time she felt she had taken the measure of Qinchuan, he would pull off something even more earth-shattering. It seemed his true depths could never be plumbed.

"As you can all see, Qinchuan always manages to bring us good fortune. Once is luck, twice is luck, but can three or four times still be just luck?"

"No matter where he is or what hardships they face, we must always believe that Qinchuan will find a way. He is simply a little boy who continuously creates miracles."

Despite saying this, Bingbing was inwardly shaken by Qinchuan's power every single time. Just when she thought she understood him, she would realize once again that she had underestimated him.

After seeing Qinchuan execute this move with his bare hands, Yang Zhengyi fell into deep contemplation. This was definitely not some supernatural superpower; this was the art of cultivation. Although he had never witnessed it firsthand, he knew far more than ordinary people.

He could be certain that Qinchuan was a so-called cultivator, which also explained why he was so immensely powerful.

Ordinary people naturally had no access to cultivators, but Yang Zhengyi was the director of the Ministry of State Security. He was privy to a vast amount of classified information.

"Director Yang, Qinchuan's ability is incredible!"

Watching the livestream of Qinchuan manipulating thousands of swords, Shen Yong was filled with extreme excitement and awe.

"It truly is remarkable. None of us expected that Qinchuan would actually be a cultivator."

Yang Zhengyi felt a profound sense of relief. Cultivators were exceedingly rare, and each one usually secluded themselves deep in the remote mountains, rarely showing themselves in the secular world. Though he did not know how Qinchuan had embarked on the path of cultivation, it was enough that Qinchuan was representing Yanhuang in the National Destiny realm.

The stronger Qinchuan was, the better it was for Yanhuang. He no longer needed to worry day and night that some accident in the forbidden zone would plunge Yanhuang into turmoil.

"Director Yang, what is a cultivator?" Several agents from the Ministry of State Security asked, hearing the term for the first time.

"I am not entirely clear myself. This is the first time the existence of such people has been verified for me, and I know no more than you do," Yang Zhengyi answered briefly, then turned his attention back to the livestream.

"Myriad Sword Art, Sword Slices the Void!" Qinchuan's youthful voice rang out.

Following his words, the swords hovering before Qinchuan flew outward like circling dragons. Ten thousand swords launched simultaneously, flying across the void like sentient sword spirits, dancing and swirling through the air.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Controlling the flying swords, Qinchuan shuttled through the swarm of bees, cleaving every single one of them in half. A massive pile of bee carcasses quickly accumulated on the ground, leaving everyone staring in utter speechlessness.

An immortal-like method—wielding swords to slaughter enemies!

Qinchuan's display of technique truly shocked countless people.

Whether they were Yanhuang netizens or foreign viewers, everyone fell into a state of profound shock after seeing Qinchuan manipulate flying swords to slaughter countless bees.

This was no ordinary superpower; this was the kind of sorcery and immortal arts that existed only in the legends of the ancient Eastern nation, and Qinchuan was someone who had mastered these very immortal arts.

How could it not shock the world?

"Qinchuan is—he is, he is, he is truly an immortal!"

"Qinchuan's identity is extraordinary. I'm afraid his elders sent him down to the mortal world to undergo trials."

"This is legendary magic! To think Qinchuan is an immortal cultivator. No wonder he is so powerful; that explains everything."

"This move is too cool. I wish I knew how to do it."

"Qinchuan is awesome! Using flying swords to kill bees—this method is simply too heaven-defying."

"Great Qinchuan, please let me hug your thighs!"

...

Although Qinchuan had slaughtered countless bees, more from the distant hive were still flying toward them. Qinchuan hurriedly shouted to Shangguan Ruoyun, "I'll carve out a path, you guys run!"

"Okay!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Shangguan Ruoyun nodded without hesitation. Staying behind would only drag Qinchuan down, so leaving first was the best course of action.

With thousands of swords piercing the void amidst a swirling rain of blades, Qinchuan carved out a vacuum zone. Shangguan Ruoyun leaped onto the back of the Leopard Prime and bolted forward, escaping through the corridor Qinchuan had cleared.

Qinchuan controlled the flying swords to obliterate all the bees pursuing Shangguan Ruoyun. Sensing that she had gotten far enough away, he charged straight toward the bee hive.

"Stupid bees, come on! Come and sting me!"

Drawing the aggro of the swarm, Qinchuan manipulated his flying swords to form a protective sword curtain around his body. No matter how frantically the bees crashed against it, they were merely rushing to their own doom.

The sheer number of bees was staggering, though their individual attack power was not particularly high. Like moths to a flame, they threw themselves relentlessly at Qinchuan.

The pile of bee corpses on the ground grew larger and larger, and Qinchuan drew closer and closer to the hive.

"What is Qinchuan trying to do?"

Countless people wondered what his objective was. At this point, he clearly had the opportunity to escape, yet he chose not to. They could not fathom his reasoning.

"Why is he heading toward the bee hive?"

"What is Qinchuan up to? Doesn't he know the hive contains countless bees? Even with such magic protecting him, can he possibly maintain this defense indefinitely?"

"Doing this must consume magical energy, right? The moment his spiritual power is exhausted will be the moment of his demise. Why is he heading right toward the hive?"

"He must be trying to destroy the hive, but isn't that terribly irrational? He should be getting out of here instead."

...

Everyone was curious about his true purpose. With this question in mind, they watched eagerly to see what Qinchuan would do next.

To their astonishment, upon reaching the hive, Qinchuan burst into a bright smile and said, "Hehe, there's definitely honey in here. I've got to taste it properly."

As his words faded, the viewers were once again struck dumb.

They had finally figured out the truth.

As it turned out, Qinchuan had risked his life to reach the bee hive not to eliminate the threat, but simply to eat some honey.

He was doing it purely to satisfy his appetite.

Qinchuan, you are basically just treating this like a game!

Yet, considering Qinchuan was still just a child, having such a thought actually seemed rather normal.