Because of the authority granted by the Blue Phoenix, everything in this space moved according to Qinghong's will.
The vibrant Qinghong was currently directing several rays of rainbow light, effortlessly moving a piece of shimmering furniture—a naturally formed crystal stone infused with star fragments.
What was meant to be a sacred object for enshrining oracles was now being flipped sideways by her to serve as a "streaming desk".
"Over here, a bit more to the left! When the camera follows the doors opening, the 'audience' must see me first!" Qinghong's voice was crisp and melodious.
In her mind, memories from the laboratory computers were replaying frantically: flashing studio lights, flamboyant backdrops, and the enthusiastic sales pitches of influencers...
These vivid memories, combined with her current identity, became the source of inspiration for transforming this sacred space.
"We need more studio lights here..."
Qinghong looked around, her eyes lighting up as they landed on a night-luminescent pearl floating in the air, emitting a soft white glow.
"You're the one! No softbox is brighter than you! Hang right above the streaming desk to make sure I look beautiful!"
With a wave of her small hand, the pearl moved aggrievedly to the spot directly above the desk, instantly casting a flawless, holy glow upon her face.
Next, she set her sights on the divine tree in the center of the temple, which was covered in phoenix blossoms.
"Here, I need a big red 'Cash Giveaway' button!" she gestured while pleading. "The kind of red fruit that drops gifts when you press it—humans love that most!"
Helpless, the Blue Phoenix could only flick its wing-tip, transforming a plump red fruit into the shape of a button and reluctantly hanging it on a branch.
"Perfect!" Qinghong stood with her hands on her hips, looking proudly at this incongruous yet "highly stylized" broadcast studio.
A crystal holy table, a pearl ring light, a red gift-giving fruit, and auspicious multi-colored clouds spread on the floor as a carpet...
To the side, the true master of the space—the Blue Phoenix—stood elegantly upon a magnolia branch, preening its feathers with a complex expression.
Watching the multi-colored clouds It had been coaxed into "borrowing" being stepped on like a rug, the Blue Phoenix couldn't help but let out an inward wail: "If the other divine beasts saw this, where would my dignity go?"
Those auspicious clouds were the concentrated essence of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, found only at the heart of the Divine Realm.
Normally, even the Blue Phoenix would hesitate to touch them, yet here they were—pinned beneath Qinghong's feet as she stomped on them now and then to test their bounciness.
A pang of distress shot through the Blue Phoenix; It turned Its head away, unable to bear the sight, Its tail feathers twitching slightly in silent protest.
"Do as you wish," the Blue Phoenix let out a soft cry like the clinking of fine jade, a reluctant seal of approval for this farce she called "decorating."
High-born and a lover of tranquility, Blue Phoenix had little choice but to indulge the little troublemaker foisted upon It by the Beast God.
After all, the pure, malice-free excitement in Qinghong's eyes truly brought a long-absent vitality to this ancient space.
As long as she didn't dismantle the territory entirely, adding a touch of "mortal mundane energy" above the clouds didn't seem like such a bad thing.
Qinghong didn't notice the faint trace of helplessness between the Blue Phoenix's brows.
She was immersed in her own whimsical ideas, excitedly planning the next "project," her eyes sparkling as if they held the entire starry sky.
"Right! We also need a 'Contributor Leaderboard'! Put the names of the 'audience' members who send the most gifts in the most conspicuous spot!"
Qinghong seemed to suddenly remember something and whipped her head around. Her eyes, filled with anticipation, instantly locked onto the Blue Phoenix like she had found a target to coax. Her tone immediately switched to a sugary "please help me" mode:
"Lord... Blue... Phoe... nix..."
The voice sounded as if it had been put through a high-intensity "aegyo filter"—sweet, soft, and carrying a hint of stubborn cuteness that was hard to refuse.
The Blue Phoenix's temples throbbed, and it nearly lost the urge to cover its face. It grumbled wildly inside: The Great One, it's not that your servant isn't trying, it's that this girl is just too good at "grinding" people down! I fear for this mission!
Despite the internal complaints, the Blue Phoenix ultimately couldn't withstand her. Resigned to Its fate, It began to channel Its divine power.
The next second, a soft but undeniable cyan light flowed from the Blue Phoenix, appearing like a high-tech projection yet carrying a real warmth as it glided through the air.
Following this, a breeze scented with grass and trees rose from nowhere, swirling the colorful clouds from the floor. As if granted life, they stretched, transformed, and layered themselves in the air.
The surrounding exotic plants seemed to receive a command, sprouting branches and blooming with exquisite flowers at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Guided by an invisible hand, they used the softest vines and freshest green leaves to intertwine and weave together, finally forming a "Contributor Leaderboard" that was both full of natural aura and built-in "highlight" effects.
Tiny sparks of light pulsed along the edges of the leaderboard like neon special effects or morning dewdrops, ensuring that any "future names" appearing there would have maximum "clout" and prestige.
In this space rendered by the Blue Phoenix into a top-tier virtual stage, a "Livestreamer Training Program" belonging entirely to Qinghong—filled with whimsical ideas and boundless longing—officially hit the "Start" button amidst this cool and dreamy atmosphere.
"Let me see... Mmm, perfect! The Contributor Leaderboard that Lord Blue Phoenix made is even better than I imagined! Simply amazing!!"
Qinghong's heartfelt praise showered the air without restraint. Hearing the girl's sincere flattery, the Blue Phoenix's stiff pride finally thawed. It slowly raised its long, beautiful neck, wearing a look of deep self-satisfaction.
Internally, it added a silent note to Its Goddess:
—The Great One, your servant feels... this mission might be worth completing after all.
No one knew how much this seemingly playful act would impact both the Divine Realm and the mortal world. With the studio finalized, Qinghong was beyond impatient, her heart racing with the excitement of "going live".
"Three, two, one... Link in bio! No, wait—Go Live!"
With an excited scream, Qinghong slammed her slender hands onto the "Golden Fruit Button" of the Divine Tree.
"HUMMMM—"
The Divine Tree emitted a low groan. The spiritual light among the leaves turned chaotic, and the floating Leaderboard fell to the ground with a loud thud, its shimmering edge chipping slightly.
"Ah! Wrong one, wrong one..." Qinghong hurriedly bent down to pick it up, her face turning beet red. "I—I remembered wrong! I was supposed to press the Green Fruit next to it..."
Blue Phoenix: "..."
Looking down at the Leaderboard rolled at its feet, the feathers on the phoenix's head twitched imperceptibly. All the previous self-satisfaction instantly vanished, replaced by a silent plea:
—The Great One, your servant officially requests a new partner.
Across the globe, the "Execution Livestreams"—previously as silent and dark as an abyss—suddenly saw Channel "E" burst into life, erupting with a rainbow light bright enough to sear the eyes.
The Blue Planet was currently shrouded in the oppressive gloom of the "Execution Suspension." Countless overworked office workers, shivering civilians, and high-level officials decoding oracles were instantly captivated by this sudden light.
—Wasn't the execution supposed to be suspended today?
Before anyone could recover from the shock, a young girl appearing like a charming lady-in-waiting waved sweetly at the camera.
"Hello everyone! I'm Qinghong."
Her crisp voice echoed through every device on the Blue Planet.
"Family! My online family, can you hear me?"
Behind her was no bloody execution ground, but a sacred space filled with phoenix blossoms and auspicious clouds.
"Today, we aren't judging and we aren't bleeding. We're just chatting! The theme is—'How to become best friends with your furbabies'! Follow for more, and keep those hearts coming, guys!"
The world fell into a dead silence. Inside a high-altitude private jet, Zhizhi looked at the screen, her expression relaxing. "Long time no see, Qinghong..."
Some breathed a sigh of relief; others were instantly enraged:
—Wait, isn't that my goddess? Why is she...
—Ah, my daughter...
"Before that, this streamer is going to give you all a... Giveaway!" Qinghong's eyes sparkled. She spun around excitedly and reached for a "Black Fruit" on the branch.
Seeing this, the Blue Phoenix covered its face with its wings, unable to watch.
"Huh? Why is it so dark?" Qinghong blinked at the camera. "Lord Blue Phoenix, did we forget the lights?" she muttered, clumsily fiddling with the Night-Luminescent Pearl acting as the studio light.
The Blue Phoenix bowed its head in silence, effectively declaring: Your Lordship has logged off. Do not disturb.
Perhaps her touch was too "bold," but the pearl suddenly shot out of position and began spinning wildly in the air. The broadcast flickered between light and shadow—chaotic and strobing like a glitchy old disco dance floor.
"Oops, pressed the wrong one again!" Qinghong stuck her tongue out. "This Silver Fruit is the interaction button, right?"
With that, she slammed her fist onto the Silver Fruit button next to it.
She expected a shower of "Red Envelopes" like a human livestream, but she never imagined that this press would trigger the Divine Realm's core "Benevolence Feedback System".
An invisible blessing surged across the globe—reaching everyone who had been touched by the golden light of truth and goodness, as well as all the suffering creatures of the world.
Meanwhile, in an old residential compound in Long Nation.
Xu Wanzhen held her little calico cat, cold sweat beading on her forehead as she watched her father struggle with the ancient air conditioner unit perched high outside.
The "grandpa machine" had been broken for days, and the stifling heat was making everyone irritable.
The moment Qinghong slammed the Silver Fruit, a nearly invisible streak of light flew out from the screen and sank into the rusted machine. In the next heartbeat, the weathered exterior became visibly brand new!
With a crisp beep, a flow of refreshing cool air drifted out, instantly dispelling the sweltering heat. Xu Wanzhen and her parents stared at each other, eyes wide with disbelief, followed by a surge of inexplicable joy.
Similar miracles were unfolding across the globe.
In a People's Hospital, a rounding nurse caught a glimpse of a soft glow enveloping Mother Tian, a patient who had been in a vegetative state for several months.
Suddenly, the monitors let out a frantic series of beeps—the previously flat brainwave curve began to fluctuate sharply!
To the nurse's shock, Mother Tian's finger, motionless for years, gave a tiny twitch. The nurse let out a cry and ran like a madwoman to call the doctors.
In a cramped one-bedroom apartment near the docks, Luo was stroking his dying, skeletal old yellow dog with eyes full of despair.
Suddenly, a golden pillar of light descended, wrapping the dog completely. Within seconds, muscles filled out beneath the previously shriveled fur, and the dog's dull eyes became bright and spirited.
It looked years younger, even affectionately nuzzling Luo's hand.
Luo stood there dazed for a long time before choking out: "Holy sh*t... It's alive?!"
At this moment, the greatest beneficiaries were the creatures hovering on the brink of death from illness or injury.
A gentle yet powerful holy light seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, raining down on every corner of the Blue Planet.
Whether it was a wounded lone wolf in the wild or a sick cat abandoned in an alley... countless endangered animals stretched their bodies in the light. Wounds closed, pain dissolved, and life surged anew.
Globally, the shock turned into celebration. The previously dead comment section of the livestream exploded like a powder keg:
—[Where is this? So bright! My eyes are burning, but... why does the air smell sweet?]
—[Am I the only one who thinks the framing is a mess? Someone fire the lighting tech! But this streamer girl... how do I put it? She's a bit of a klutz, but dangerously cute?]
—[WTF! My fat cat, who usually lies there like a pancake, just did a backflip like he's on steroids! Now he's doing parkour all over the house!]
—[Mama... Mama just said her legs don't hurt anymore! She's been paralyzed for three years! Is... is this part of the Judgment too? It feels so warm...]
Watching the scrolling comments, Qinghong saw the teasing about her "unprofessional skills" and the "disco-like lighting," but the pure, vivid feedback made her nose tingle and her eyes moisten.
She faced the camera, folded her hands over her stomach, and gave a clumsy but incredibly sincere bow.
"My Great Goddess said this world is broken and needs fixing. But I remember back in the lab, someone once secretly gave me a piece of candy. At that moment, I felt... the world wasn't so bad. So... I want to give the taste of that candy back to you."
No grand slogans, no cryptic oracles—just a childlike sentence carrying her personal mark.
In this moment, billions of humans watched this childish, strangely-paced livestream and fell into a long, silent awe.
It turned out that the high-and-mighty BeastGod, who had descended with cold divine punishment, didn't only know anger.
Amidst this global purge of despair, She had hidden a glimmer of "healing", delivered to the world through such an unconventional messenger.
The Blue Phoenix, which had been hiding Its face with its wings, finally lowered them. Its phoenix eyes flickered with complex emotions—helplessness, relief, and a trace of undetectable softness.
Deep within the distant Divine Realm, the Beast God watched through the water mirror.
A faint, nearly invisible twitch appeared at the corner of Her cold lips, eventually turning into a soft sigh as She rubbed Her forehead. Yet, the coldness in Her deep eyes had faded, replaced by a warmth She hadn't even noticed Herself.
This girl... always brings "surprises".
Beside Her, the Nightmare Beast was already rolling on the ground in laughter, Its furry body a ball of chaotic joy.
It pawed at the floor, letting out muffled, wheezing giggles. After all, in all of history, Qinghong was likely the only one capable of turning a "Divine Decree" into a "Pet Healing Giveaway".