Chapter Seventy-Four: Chen Yi’s Resolve

"Becoming a noble or emperor is indeed a faster way to gain fans. In live streaming terms, it means increasing PK points. But that method burns through money much more quickly."

"I see," Yang Xiaofan nodded.

He wasn't afraid of spending money. Was there anyone who could earn money as easily as he did? What he wanted was to crush Xiao Yiyi, to show that little brat the consequences of going up against him.

With this thought, Yang Xiaofan directly recharged ten million and began his ascent to nobility, aiming for the emperor rank. Sure enough, his PK points skyrocketed, multiplying at a rate far faster than before. Before long, he caught up with Xiao Yiyi's PK bar and overtook her effortlessly.

Within seconds, Yang Xiaofan became the emperor of Qin Nuoxin's streaming room.

The audience erupted in cheers.

"Brother-in-law is amazing!"

"Cheering for brother-in-law!"

On the other side, Xiao Yiyi was stunned by what she saw.

If Qin Nuoxin had been a major streamer, receiving such lavish gifts would make sense. But Qin Nuoxin was a small streamer, barely known, only recently gaining attention—yet she was receiving such generous rewards, which was simply unbelievable.

Her skills must be extraordinary! Yes, that must be it! Otherwise, why would someone spend so much money on her so willingly?

Such thoughts crossed Xiao Yiyi's mind.

At that moment, her WeChat lit up.

While perfunctorily entertaining her fans, Xiao Yiyi opened WeChat and began chatting below.

The message came from her high-roller group.

Streamers like Xiao Yiyi had many fan groups, where followers exchanged messages and loyalty to her was strengthened. The high-roller group, however, was a special circle. Only a handful who had contributed over hundreds of thousands in her streaming room could enter. Otherwise, entry was absolutely impossible.

Of course, being part of this group came with its perks—far from ordinary benefits, which was why she could attract and retain these high-rollers.

The high-roller messaging her seemed displeased.

"Xiao Yiyi, you told us tonight's battle wouldn't be too intense. You said you'd coordinated with several big streamers to ease up on you, so we'd be willing to help. Yet now, you're facing a small streamer who's spending like crazy, throwing money non-stop. We're struggling to keep up."

"True, we're not short on cash, but money doesn't grow on trees. That guy has already spent well over a million. Judging by his momentum, he's determined to win the PK! At this rate, who knows how much more we'll have to spend?"

Xiao Yiyi's expression soured, but she couldn't lash out at her benefactors.

So she forced a smile and replied,

"Brother Dongguo, you can't really mean that. No matter how fierce the opposition, they're no match for you. With so many high-rollers on my side, how could we possibly be afraid of just one guy? Imagine how embarrassing it would be if word got out!"

"Don't! Don't flatter us. We're just regular businessmen, nothing more. We're self-aware, so don't try to sweet-talk us."

"I'm only speaking the truth," Xiao Yiyi replied, pausing before she continued,

"Big brothers, I'm grateful for your help. Here's the deal: I get fifty percent of the rewards you send me, and I'll return that fifty percent to you afterwards. That way, your losses are halved, and you can fight him without worry, right?"

Xiao Yiyi was going all out.

Tonight, she expected to rake in a considerable sum, most of which would come from these few high-rollers. A fifty-fifty split meant her own share would be minimal.

But she had no choice.

If she couldn't secure their support, she was bound to lose tonight's PK.

Could she rely on her poor, low-tier fans?

She might as well depend on herself.

If she lost the PK, all her contracts with entertainment companies would be gone.

It would mean her dreams of entering show business, earning more money, gaining greater fame—all would vanish into thin air.

She absolutely could not allow that to happen. She had to win, she had to defeat her opponent.

But the other high-rollers weren't fools. Despite being coaxed with glitz and glamor, their minds remained clear.

"You make it sound simple, but there are plenty more contestants ahead. Even if each of us spends a million, so what? Can you guarantee victory in today's PK? Those big streamers—Big Monkey, Fairy Girl—each has over ten million fans. A few gifts from them can shake the rankings."

"This opponent is still an unknown small streamer, obviously backed by a high-roller. Who knows how long we'll have to battle him? Honestly, let's just let it go this time. It's not like there won't be other PK chances in the future."

"Yeah, Xiao Yiyi, at most you get fifty percent of our rewards. It would be better if each of us simply gave you a million directly—that's more practical than sending gifts."

"No way!" Xiao Yiyi sent an angry emoji.

"Have you considered my situation? If you leave, what happens to me? Tomorrow, everyone will say I'm trash who can't even beat a rookie streamer."

"We can't help it—your opponent is just too wealthy. There's no way to win!"

Xiao Yiyi gritted her teeth; if she lost the PK, it would all be over. Not only would entertainment companies refuse to sign her, but her popularity would take a huge hit.

No matter what, she had to find a way to make these high-rollers help her claim victory.

With that in mind, Xiao Yiyi quickly typed,

"If you're willing to help me, tonight I'll make sure you have a great time."

"Forget it, we've all had fun before. Who in this group hasn't? Spending so much for just one night isn't worth the expense."

"Yeah, there's nothing we can do."

Xiao Yiyi clenched her fists, a trace of determination flickering in her eyes, and typed again,

"I promise, if you help me, you won't be disappointed tonight. I'll show you moves you've never seen before—ones I've invented myself, and you absolutely won't have encountered them anywhere else."