Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 14

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But it didn't fully close. The monsters' hands jammed against it. Through the gap, long, thin claws reached through from the other side, trying to grab Shen Huo.

He yanked hard, and the claws got severed—bloody stumps twitched on the ground, struggling to crawl back toward the door.

Moments later, the severed limbs started to shrink and evaporate like steam, eventually turning into tiny, shriveled black twigs.

Only then did the two of them collapse to the ground, panting hard and not caring about how they looked anymore.

Meanwhile, Wu Tong's camera kept blinking, recording the thing lurking not far from them.

At 3 a.m., Wu Tong's livestream viewers were only growing.

Lots of thrill-seeking netizens had been drawn in by a creepy screenshot.

When they clicked the stream, a red-eyed demonic face popped up on screen—and the viewers all screamed bloody murder.

[I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed at Shen Huo for not helping. If it were me, I'd have turned and ran too! Shen Huo's the real deal—he actually got two girls out of there. Total badass!]

[That girl with the kitchen knife just now—was she possessed or what? Shen Huo nearly got hacked several times. My heart was racing! This guy would kill it in an action movie!]

[But seriously, what was that thing just now? It didn't really look like a ghost, more like a monkey or something?]

[Ennn but no monkey's neck is that long, come on!]

[I know what that is. It's called a "Ghost Skin Lantern"—or well, it was. Now it's taken over by some weird mountain creature. It's a Shanxiao!]

[WTF, someone call the cops! If they wait any longer, they're done for.]

[Wait, is this even real? Could the production team be faking this? It has to be staged!]

At 1 a.m., the internet was in chaos. Netizens flooded the web, tagging the cyber police.

If this was real, then that film crew shooting in Fengdu* was 100% doomed.

(*Fengdu Ghost City)

The internet exploded. Trending topics took over the entire hot search on Weibo one after another.

Bai Pengxuan had originally planned to hype up his new show. But right after his team paid to get him trending, bam—he was instantly knocked off the list.

He opened the hot search and nearly had a stroke.

#HauntedRealityShowGoneWrong
#MysteriousCreatureTurnsOutToBeShanxiao
#HotGuyVsShanxiaoEpicBattle

(*Shanxiao (山魈 Shānxiāo), literally means "mandrill", sometimes translated as "mountain demon" or "mountain spirit".)

Shen Huo. Again. Shen freaking Huo!

Bai Pengxuan had purposely arranged for Shen Huo to be sent to a dangerous, remote location—his whole plan was to ruin the guy for good.

Yet somehow, Shen Huo was still stealing the spotlight?

What the hell!

Bai Pengxuan's roguishly handsome face twisted into something hideous. A red line flashed across his forehead—just for a split second—then vanished.

He gave a cold, crooked smile and called Brother Li.

Brother Li stayed quiet for a moment, then said, "I know."

Bai Pengxuan hung up, a flicker of smugness in his eyes.

'Want a comeback?'

'Let's see if Shen Huo even has what it takes!'

Soon, a wave of haters flooded into the horror reality show's livestream room, laser-focused on trashing Shen Huo.

The comments were packed with stuff like "Get Shen Huo out of the industry!"

A few new viewers who'd just started to like Shen Huo saw the barrage of scrolling hate comments—and whatever good impression they had, instantly vanished.

Plenty of netizens also started claiming the whole show was scripted.

'C'mon, it's 2025—who still believes in mountain spirits and ancient monsters like Shanxiao? The crew's obviously faking it. Everyone, stay rational. Don't fall for it!'

Once those voices came in, things on the internet finally calmed down a bit.

Even though people kept saying not to believe in superstitions, the number of livestream viewers just kept climbing—soon hitting 100,000.

The haters tried to report the stream, but the platform pulled a surprise move and actually helped "clean up" the horror reality show's image.

At that point, the haters basically shot themselves in the foot—furious and helpless.

The streaming platform's owner saw how fast the viewership was climbing overnight and figured this show was about to blow up.

So not only did they add disclaimers like "No superstition—watch rationally" to the stream, they also pushed the show into the platform's Top 10 rankings.

The haters were fuming.

Far away at the Xuanmen Bureau—

A young man in a Daoist robe was casually watching the "Horror Reality Show" livestream. At first, he thought it was just some entertainment fluff—nothing serious. But the moment he saw the red-eyed Shanxiao hanging upside down from the ceiling, the grin vanished from his face.

He jumped up and bolted to his senior brother's room, banging on the door like mad.

"Senior! Senior! Big trouble!"

The door swung open.

The senior brother—Meng Jingtong—was a scruffy-looking middle-aged man with a wild beard. He had a broody, worn-out vibe, and his frown screamed "old-school academic who hates being disturbed."

"This better be important. Or else..."

Zhai Hongyun shoved his phone screen right up to Meng Jingtong's face.

Meng Jingtong squinted, snatched the phone, and stared at the red-eyed shadow on the screen.

"Lanterns? No... not right! Those corridor lanterns—they've been taken over by Ghost Skin Lanterns possessed by Shanxiao!"

His face went stiff. He threw the phone back at his junior.

"Where is this place?"

"It's Ghost City," Zhai Hongyun replied quickly, already sensing how serious things were.

Meng Jingtong's body tensed. "Ghost City? You mean the same one from the Ghost Dynasty outbreak?"

"Yeah."

"Was it raining or clear when they entered?"

"It was raining. Pouring, actually."

Meng Jingtong's face darkened. "Alert the others—we're heading there. Now. And contact the director of that show. Tell them to evacuate immediately! If they wait, they're all done for!"

"But Senior, I thought the ghosts in Ghost City were already sealed. Didn't they build that statue of the Great Emperor of Fengdu to suppress them? How could this still—"

"You don't understand anything." Meng Jingtong narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "Even the Sect Master of Longhu Mountain—our strongest—was defeated there. Don't even mention Fengdu, it's already..."

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