137. Immortals, Demons, Gods, Buddhas, and Saints

Fifty-eight days after the fierce battle between the “Fairy Fans” and the “Crab Fans,” the long-absent “Wang Tianxian” finally made an appearance. However, it was on a “River Crab TV” interview program rather than a public press event.

There was no other choice. Having gained over ten pounds, her figure had become plump and rounded.

This physique was undeniably comfortable and pleasing, but it was prone to producing “death shots” on camera. So, the interview was conducted live online with a face-slimming effect—something the “Fairy Fans” wouldn’t notice, and even if the “Crab Fans” did, no one would believe them.

As for the “Ten Years of Hatred” group chat, it was now a scene of devastation. The leaders of the “Crab Fans” seemed on the brink of collapse, utterly lacking the motivation to provoke the “Fairy Fans” anymore.

The reason?

It was still that damned “current progress 3/12.”

“Do you think it’s possible that Crab Brother actually won over Wang Tianxian?!” someone asked.

“He’s really playing the role of a steed.”

“Crab Brother is a real man, actions matching words! Keep it up, Crab Brother! I’ll always support you! Your fishing trips are always overflowing with catch! You…”

“Crazy, next!”

“Damn it, are you all playing dirty with me? Time to start saving up for wives again this year! End goal: 400,000!”

“Bro, what happened to the 300,000 you saved last year?”

“I bought a car for my mom, over 200,000.”

“And your dad?”

“A watch, a multifunctional one for 19,000, with a health monitor. The strap alone costs 1,900, I bought ten different ones and rotate them three times a month. Feels great.”

“F*ck…”

“F*ck!”

“Get lost, you bastards!”

The group chat erupted into chaos until a large red envelope appeared, calming the disorder.

It was sent by “Lanling Xiao Xiao Sheng.”

“Oh? Xiao Ge rarely pops up. And he comes bearing a big red envelope.”

“Xiao Ge is awesome!!!!”

“When Xiao Ge comes to Jiaozhou, I’ll buy you rice rolls.”

“Wow, a big red envelope!”

“Xiao Ge is amazing!!!!!!”

At that moment, “Lanling Xiao Xiao Sheng” appeared just in time to deliver an important message: “Been a bit busy with work lately, but I received a bonus and felt happy, so I came to share some love with everyone.”

“@Feeling a bit inflated, you little scoundrel, take a look at Brother Xiao. As the group leader, you have no sense of discipline at all.”

Li Boss, under a different ID, chimed in: “You lot ungrateful brats, do you think you deserve it? I’m a major capitalist now. Show me some respect, or I’ll turn you all into specimens.”

“Beasts, be honest—is the third one Wang Shiyin?”

“I don’t think so. Crab Brother has always liked the big ones since childhood. Wang Tianxian looks pretty ordinary on TV, doesn’t meet Crab Brother’s standards.”

“What if she has hidden assets?”

“Impossible. Where could she hide them?”

“@Feeling a bit inflated, by the way, has episode four of ‘Doomsday Guard’ been filmed? If you have nothing to do, go shoot instead of messing around here! I want to see Ding Wei die!!!!!!”

“Ding Wei must die!!”

“Ding Wei must die!!!”

The entire group erupted again. The chant “Ding Wei must die” was because the expressionless pretty boy, the “T1000 Doomsday Guard Robot,” exuded an overwhelming sense of menace on the show.

Adding to this, many handsome and beautiful extras were killed off without hesitation. Some of them were guest stars from other companies—the “rookies” and “rising stars” who appeared sweet and charming on screen but met sudden, brutal ends.

This left many fans emotionally stirred.

Ding Wei’s increasingly adept control of his expressions gave off a truly cold, mechanical vibe—unaffected by any will, devoid of emotion, only killing.

Moreover, Ding Wei’s previous roles had been more effeminate and soft, so this stark contrast brought an unsettling, almost perverse intensity.

Thus, “Ding Wei must die” became the rallying cry for the last two episodes of “Doomsday Guard.” In episode three, when he liquidated the leader of the “Human Resistance,” the eerie, merciless, invincible aura created an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

No matter what means, there was no stopping this “effeminate pervert” in his pursuit.

Especially with Li Xie’s “T800 Doomsday Guard Robot” looking fierce yet helpless against him…

It was a despair that shattered the last shred of safety.

Hence, “Ding Wei must die”…

Of course, Ding Wei’s fans were thrilled, praising his performance and declaring former directors worthless—true talent was only found in Director Li’s work.

Acting in Li’s productions was truly an opportunity to improve.

Though Ding Wei himself was unsure if his acting had improved, his endorsements certainly had.

A digital brand recently hired him to endorse a newly launched tablet. The previous spokesperson was a “pretty boy” who was exposed to be kept by an older man, instantly ruining his image. Ding Wei stepped in as an emergency replacement.

At the peak of the “T1000 Doomsday Guard Robot” craze, he took on the endorsement.

The brand didn’t hold back, sponsoring “Doomsday Guard” with eight million, expressing deep gratitude for the “creative support.”

Still, there were minor hiccups. Four others in the entertainment circle were tied to “Wang Tianxian” for marketing purposes, collectively known as the “Fairy, Demon, God, Buddha, and Saint.” Naturally, the “Fairy” was “Wang Tianxian” Wang Shiyin; her rival was the “Little Witch” Yu Feifei from “Chenqiao Entertainment.” During this interview, Yu Feifei revealed that “Laughing at Spring” was originally meant for Master Mei Xingyu but was snatched away by Wang Shiyin.

The revelation itself was trivial, but Yu Feifei’s new summer single “Memory Like Sand” was currently gaining traction, so it sparked controversy.

Especially since “Wang Tianxian” had disappeared from the media for two months and was previously reported to have had a matchmaking banquet with Young Master Yang, which caused quite a stir.

Now, just as the “Fairy Fans” caught their breath, Yu Feifei’s fans launched a fierce counterattack.

Though there had been skirmishes before, none were as intense as those from the “Crab Fans.”

The spotlight belonged to the “Crab Fans.” When the River Crab army marched out, nothing survived.

Now, things had calmed down.

With the leaders of the “Crab Fans” infuriated by the group owner's flaunting of his numerous wives in a certain survival game chat, the River Crab army was leaderless and disorganized, naturally fracturing into a scattered mess. This inadvertently highlighted the fans of the “Fairy, Demon, God, Buddha, and Saint.”

Speaking of which, the absurd “Fairy, Demon, God, Buddha, and Saint” was never an official term—purely a marketing concoction forced together.

Still, it did fit the screen personas of these five entertainment “rookies.”

Li Boss paid no mind—after all, “creative ability” didn’t rely on such gimmicks but on genuine strength.

So, when “Wang Tianxian” was slandered, the “Fairy Fans” jumped madly, accusing Li Gou of holding a grudge and refusing to give their sister a proper chance.

Li Boss glanced at the comments under his personal account, thinking, “I’ve already hit your sister’s pubic bone hard, what more do you want?”

Divine gold.

Fortunately, the “River Crab TV” interview was steady and solid, fully reviving the “Fairy Fans” with renewed vigor.

“Here, we’ve received many private messages from fans backstage. What they’re most eager to know is: what are your upcoming plans? Acting? New singles? Things like that.”

Before the camera, “Wang Tianxian” remained as ethereal as ever. The show applied special filters, making Ji Shengnan’s face seem to be bursting with collagen, her eyes practically shooting electric sparks, her lips moist as if perpetually rinsed with water.

Beautiful, dignified, and pure.

“Lately, I’ve been refining a new single. ‘Creative Ability’ brought in three teachers to help, and Teacher Li, that is General Manager Li, personally took charge of the key parts…”

While Ji Shengnan answered the interview seriously, her heart felt odd: How many people were watching live? A hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand? A million?! What if he suddenly burst into the studio, slammed me hard against the table, and those million eyes mercilessly shamed me? Ah… that would be the ultimate loss of dignity! I’d be scorned and mocked by millions…

She glanced at the backstage and saw only Jing Wanqiu and Jin Momo standing there—there was no way Li Xie would suddenly rush in, pin her upper body to the table, then lift her skirt and tear her flesh-colored tights she wore today…

No way, no way. That would be… too disappointing.

“…Here, I can also reveal in advance that the new single is called ‘Remember.’ It’s a love song, dedicated to my dearest fans. I hope you’ll always remember me. Thank you.”

The interview was steady and flawless; the revelations calm and undisturbed—just the usual standard for “Wang Tianxian.”

When the online interview ended, everyone praised it as well done, but only Wang Shiyin herself knew deep down that this was not what she truly wanted…