Livestreaming To Fame In An Infinite Flow World Chapter 56

Chapter 56: The King of Hell’s Wedding (36) 

【Congratulations to the player for completing Side Quest Step 2】


【Three Taboos of Yin Officials: Do Not Speak of the Past】


【It is said that Cui Yu and Yan Luo were born with shared senses, but due to a falling out from that connection, a thousand years ago Yan Luo killed his father and Cui Yu killed his mother, resulting in their exile. Both were demoted to Yin Officials. Shortly after arriving in the Underworld, Yan Luo demanded the Register of Life and Death from Cui Yu to track down the traces of Yan Xiang, but Cui Yu refused. They fought fiercely, inadvertently releasing countless souls into the Sea of Life and Death, leaving the entire Underworld in chaos and suffering.】


【The true cause of their falling out has now been discovered by the player:】


【Yan Luo despised Cui Yu, believing he deliberately withheld Yan Xiang’s remaining soul from reincarnation. Cui Yu despised Yan Luo, believing he never repented and showed no remorse.】


【Congratulations, player Jian Yuntai】


【You have gained a fifteen-day survival time】


【You have gained forty Soul Contract Points】


【Your original Soul Contract Points were seventy-one; they are now one hundred eleven】


【Please explore the Second Taboo of Yin Officials as soon as possible!】

Sun Bin knelt at the table like a frightened yet obedient little bride, water still dripping from his face with every tiny “plop.”

He couldn’t understand at all.

—Why was he kneeling here, while Jian Yuntai sat on the chair, silently sipping tea?

Even his cup didn’t have any tea in it!

“Don’t ask. Asking is ‘Dadan.’”

“Why is Jian Dadan so stubborn, haha…”

The first rays of morning sunlight filtered in outside. Jian Yuntai glanced out the window, lost in thought.

When Cui Yu had been young, he had lived for several years in the Immortal Palace, accustomed to the beauty of floating immortal aura and the delights of jade-like elixirs. Now, exiled to the Underworld, the environment was literally crawling with ghosts. The most tragic part was that every morning, opening his eyes to the sunlight reminded him of his father’s death, and every night, closing his eyes, the graceful moonlight reminded him that he had personally strangled his mother.

Waking was torture. Sleeping was torture.

The sun and moon accompanied him at all times. If he accepted it, he could think of it as his parents loving him in another form. If he hadn’t, then every scene constantly reopened old wounds.

Had Cui Yu accepted it?

Apparently not.

When the Divine Lord had once asked Cui Yu if he harbored resentment over his exile, he had remained silent. The Divine Lord had said that when he was ready, he could use the Soul-Reaping Brush and the Register of Life and Death to send Lord of Dawn and Moon Goddess back into reincarnation.

But Cui Yu hadn’t done it—not even now.

Lost in thought, Sun Bin trembled, stammering, “The matter is exactly as I just explained. Jian… Jian Yuntai cared about you, so he used a secret treasure to guide you into a dream, so no one would notice…” He hesitated, embarrassed. “Judge Cui, since you’ve already discovered it, I can’t really say ‘no one would notice’ anymore. That thing Jian Yuntai said in the Hall about ‘keeping it from you’—he meant keeping this from you.”

Some new viewers didn’t understand and asked in the livestream comments: “When did Jian Dadan say he wanted to hide it from Chief Judge Cui?”

“It was the first time he went to the hall. Back then, he was even tearing Sun Bin’s clothes off, and Cui Yu caught him right in the act. This part now was probably taught by Jian Dadan to Sun Bin. Honestly, Jian Dadan is really good at spinning stories. At the time, the goal wasn’t just to hide the dream, but to get Cui Yu to take Sun Bin away from Zhang Zhiyan. It wasn’t clarified back then, so over time Cui Yu probably had doubts.”

“Can’t believe he managed to spin it now. That’s impressive—I kind of respect him.”

“There’s actually this part too? Ugh, I regret missing so many of Jian Dadan’s heroic deeds.”

“Hahaha, after the stream, sis, you can ignore the rest, but make sure to check what Jian Dadan said during the reconciliation—his survival instinct was off the charts: ‘I can’t get hard!’”

“Pfft hahaha, you guys are ruthless. Jian Dadan’s little scandals are etched in your memories forever!”

The world was vast, and treasures beyond count existed, each with strange, strange uses. Normally, Cui Yu wouldn’t question this, yet even after Sun Bin finished speaking, Cui Yu remained silent.

Only suffocating silence filled the bedchamber.

Plop—plop—

This time it wasn’t water; it was Sun Bin’s cold sweat. Darkness surrounded him, and he felt he was about to disappear.

He timidly lifted his head.

Cui Yu sat upright by the table, his white hair cascading like a waterfall, not yet bound, scattered loosely down his back. His gaze hung lightly downward, revealing nothing of what he was thinking.

“Sun Bin,” Jian Yuntai suddenly spoke.

Sun Bin shuddered violently and looked toward him.

Jian Yuntai signaled with his eyes: “You should go out first.”

“???” Sun Bin had lost hope when Jian Yuntai had sold him out to the team, so now hearing this he was overwhelmed with gratitude.

The devil had turned into an angel!

He knew every streamer in the livestream team had a kind heart and would never abandon an ordinary civilian.

Feeling touched, Sun Bin, seeing that Cui Yu did not react, mustered the courage to stand and step back a few paces.

Yes! Cui Yu didn’t stop him!

Sun Bin almost tumbled out of the bedchamber, silently lighting a candle in his heart to thank Jian Yuntai.

The boss sacrificed himself for others. Admirable!

The door creaked open and closed.

A group of ghost officials had gathered outside. Seeing Sun Bin emerge, they were shocked. Then, whispering to each other:

“Last night, the bed kept shaking—so intense! I just saw the bed collapse!”


“Who do you think was on top?”


“Of course it was Chief Judge Cui! But… maybe not. Didn’t they say Lord Xiao Jian is too weak for that? Could it be… Chief Judge Cui did it for love?”


“Stop guessing! Didn’t you see? Chief Judge Cui sat perfectly upright, didn’t look like he was below. Lord Xiao Jian also sat properly, not like he was below.”


“So… who was below last night?”

The ghost officials fell silent, then all at once fixed their gaze on Sun Bin.

He hunched over, limping slightly, holding his waist, face full of hidden pain—having crouched under the bed too long, his back ached terribly.

The ghost officials understood immediately. They spoke frankly: “The three of them? Or maybe Chief Judge Cui and Lord Xiao Jian really know how to play!”

……

The room fell quiet again.

Jian Yuntai had endured the suffocating silence for a long time and finally spoke: “I’m sorry.”

Cui Yu finally reacted, lifting his gaze slightly.

Jian Yuntai set down his empty tea cup and looked him in the eye: “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taken the liberty of guiding you into the dream. I stirred up your painful memories. I’m sorry.”

He said “sorry” three times, with genuine sincerity. Cui Yu’s breath seemed to catch. After a long pause, he finally asked: “You were thinking about this just now?”

Jian Yuntai frowned in confusion: “What else would I be thinking about?”

Cui Yu pressed his lips together and averted his gaze. His voice was extremely hoarse as he spoke: “I thought you would think me unbearable, not wanting to be with me anymore.”

Jian Yuntai was even more puzzled. “What’s so unbearable about it? Just like Zhang Zhiyan said, the past wasn’t your fault. No matter how you calculate, it doesn’t fall on your shoulders.”

Cui Yu froze, then said, “But I still strangled my mother. Everyone in the Heavenly Realm says I’m ungrateful… says…”

“Who cares what they say!” Jian Yuntai suddenly raised his voice, a flicker of anger appearing between his brows. “They don’t know the truth and just gossip behind your back every day. If you care about their opinions, you might as well care about mine.”

Cui Yu pressed his lips together. This time, he finally turned to look at Jian Yuntai, his eyes flickering with faint light: “What’s your opinion?”

The golden sun rose for the first time, but the candlelight inside the hall had already gone out. The morning light spilling through the doorway fell across the two figures, stretching their shadows long and thin. At first glance, it looked like they were embracing.

Without hesitation, Jian Yuntai said solemnly, “I think, from beginning to end, you weren’t at fault for what happened back then. In the end, when Moon Goddess wanted to follow Lord of Dawn into reincarnation, you fulfilled her wish… What did she say when she passed?”

Cui Yu thought for a moment and replied, “Thank you?”

“That’s exactly right!” Jian Yuntai rarely offered comfort. These words weren’t really comfort in the usual sense, just his honest heart speaking. “Moon Goddess didn’t blame you; she thanked you. And none of the others involved blamed you either. Why should you blame yourself?”

“…” Another long silence followed.

But this time, the silence didn’t feel suffocating. It almost gave the illusion that, as time flowed around them, the two in the room were simply enjoying each other’s company.

Cui Yu looked at Jian Yuntai. After a long while, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled. It was as if a burden he had carried for a thousand years had been lifted overnight. Relief flooded him, and his pale eyes sparkled with light.

The person who had always been so pale suddenly glowed with vivid colors, breathtaking enough that no one could look away.

The livestream viewers’ eyes turned red:

“Cui Yu, the beauty, truly deserved to dominate the trending searches with his looks. It’s so good to see him finally understand.”


“He held onto this for so long—another person might not have resolved it. The key is that Jian Dadan himself had a messy past. He endured the storms, and now he’s bringing the rainbow to Cui Yu.”


“Wuwuwuwuw, Cui Yu’s gaze makes me want to cry. I didn’t have a happy childhood either, and no matter how successful I’ve become, that shadow still follows me. If only someone like Jian Yuntai could pull me through. But sadly, there’s only one Jian Yuntai in this world.”


“Don’t cry, sis—hugging you from afar. You’ll meet another ‘Jian Yuntai’ someday. And even if you don’t, you can be your own ‘Jian Yuntai.’”

As the viewers indulged in their bittersweet feelings, Jian Yuntai suddenly stood and knelt on one knee beside Cui Yu.

He placed both hands on Cui Yu’s knees and whispered mysteriously, “Since I know your little secret, I’ll tell you one of mine.”

Cui Yu pursed his lips, smiling. “What is it?”

Jian Yuntai waved a hand at him, lowering his voice. “Come closer. I’ll only tell you—no one else.” He made sure the livestream viewers couldn’t hear, otherwise it wouldn’t be a secret.

“??!” The viewers groaned in frustration: “Jian Dadan, you’re too much! You’re teasing our curiosity!”

Cui Yu leaned slightly closer.

Jian Yuntai whispered into his ear, his voice barely audible, “When I was three or four, my parents divorced… cough, officially separated. They didn’t want me, so they sent me far away to an orphanage in another city. When I was a little over ten, I snuck back without the director knowing…”

Was he trying to reconnect? Not quite.

Jian Yuntai lowered his voice again, laughing softly: “I stole everything from their houses and left notes.”

Cui Yu, who had been a little somber, couldn’t help but chuckle. “Did you leave your name?”

Jian Yuntai shook his head. “How can I be stupid. Leaving my name would have gotten me caught. I left both of their names instead.”

He stole everything from his dad’s house, leaving a note with his mom’s name.


He stole everything from his mom’s house, leaving a note with his dad’s name.

Jian Yuntai almost killed them with filial cleverness that day.

“…..” Cui Yu held back laughter for a long moment, but finally couldn’t, covering his mouth with a fist and shaking his head as he laughed quietly.

Jian Yuntai watched him closely. “Feeling better?”

Cui Yu nodded with a smile. “Yes.”

“Yay! Good! Ahhh!”

“Wuwuwuwuwu… Wife, you’re too heart-stopping. Someone usually so fierce suddenly being gentle—I want to be coaxed by wife too! Another day of envying Cui Yu.”


“I’m dying to know, what’s the little secret? Can I, a VIP, not hear it?”


“It’s a couple’s secret! Oh, I’m shipping this so hard, hehe, so sweet! You guys keep me sweet forever!”

Jian Yuntai didn’t bother standing. From that position, he said, “Then I have another question.”

Cui Yu lowered his gaze, waiting.

Jian Yuntai asked, “When Yan Luo demanded the Register of Life and Death to check Yan Xiang’s remaining soul, why didn’t you give it to him?”

At this, Cui Yu’s previous smile dimmed slightly. “The Register of Life and Death is my treasure—it cannot be shown to outsiders lightly. Moreover… Yan Xiang’s name was never in the register.”

“Ah?”

“Yan Xiang, in what happened back then, was also a victim. I had no reason to take revenge on her. When I was first exiled, I had already searched the register many times, and never saw her name. Her body and soul were gone.”

“….” Jian Yuntai frowned. “Yan Luo didn’t believe you, thought you were withholding Yan Xiang’s soul on purpose?”

Cui Yu didn’t answer, but his expression said it all.

Now Jian Yuntai understood.

No wonder Yan Luo had been so delighted when he married him in the first round. Thinking about it now, perhaps Yan Luo, unable to find happiness himself, wanted to drag Cui Yu into unhappiness as well.

Jian Yuntai asked again, “Let’s set aside Yan Xiang for now. Why did you not send Lord of Dawn and Moon Goddess to the afterlife for a thousand years?”

Cui Yu replied, “The Divine Lord said I could only send them when I understood. I… was too dull to understand for a thousand years.”

“Do you understand now?” Jian Yuntai asked, eyes full of hope.

Cui Yu looked at him for a moment, then asked, “Were you there when the Divine Lord punished me?”

Jian Yuntai’s lips twitched. “Yes, it was me.”

Cui Yu smiled. “Then I understand now.”

Exiled to the Underworld as a Yin Official—did he have resentment?

Of course he did.

To have the heavens altered his fate to such a state, Cui Yu never regretted it, but he had resentment.

Now, knowing that Jian Yuntai was part of this new fate, Cui Yu suddenly felt that those past events were like fleeting clouds. Old chapters must close for new chapters to begin.

“A thousand years ago, when I sought the Record of Soul Contracts, the Buddha told me that immortals have their own destined timing and that one day I would understand. Back then, I scoffed. Now…” Cui Yu’s expression grew solemn. “After the Yin Law Division finishes today, at noon I will use the Register of Life and Death and the Soul-Reaping Brush to send my father and mother to the afterlife, letting them reincarnate.”

【Player Side Quest Updated】


【STEP3: Second Taboo of Yin Officials】


【Do Not Speak of Secret Treasures】


【Cui Yu’s treasure was granted by the Heavenly Realm, immensely powerful. It cannot be touched lightly by outsiders, lest the heavenly secrets be damaged. The player must use this treasure once to complete the mission.】

Jian Yuntai immediately became alert.

Mention of the Register of Life and Death and the Soul-Reaping Brush triggered Side Quest 3. It didn’t matter which one—it was usually used together.

That made things much simpler.

Jian Yuntai carefully considered his words for several seconds before asking, “Can I go with you to send them off?”

“You can witness this with me at noon?” Cui Yu and Jian Yuntai spoke at the same time, their voices overlapping.

They exchanged a surprised glance, then smiled at each other.

“Then this counts as a promise,” Cui Yu said, lowering his eyes. “Will you show up on time?”

“Of course!” Jian Yuntai answered immediately without a second thought. “This lingering issue from history should have been resolved long ago. Back then, Lord of Dawn couldn’t meet Moon Goddess as promised, which was truly regrettable. But my situation with Lord of Dawn is different. I’ll be waiting outside at noon. As soon as you’re out, we’ll go handle this together.”

“Good.”

Cui Yu didn’t say much more, just pursed his lips and smiled lightly. He trusted that Jian Yuntai would never break his word.

※※※

This time, Sun Bin had sneaked along the ghost carriage to the Yin Law Division again, expecting Jian Yuntai to be in trouble. Instead, Cui Yu looked calm and even in high spirits.

Peeking over a small yellow book, Sun Bin secretly gave Jian Yuntai a thumbs-up: Awesome, bro!

This little book had already passed through the hands of Cui Yu, Jian Yuntai, and Sun Bin.

After Cui Yu read it, the book looked almost brand new.


After Jian Yuntai read it, the cover was ruined.


Now, in Sun Bin’s hands, the cover was nearly falling apart. A few loose pages had slipped out, haphazardly folded and stuffed back in, ready to flutter at the slightest breeze.

Even the viewers couldn’t bear to look:

“Hahahahahaha, Jian Dadan and Sun Bin, shouldn’t you two reflect a bit? You’ve turned a boy-boy yellow book into this mess and still claim to be straight!”


“Sun Bin’s looped so many times—I refuse to believe he hasn’t been intimate. Straight? Not at all, he’s bent like a mosquito coil.”


“What about Jian Dadan?”


“Feels like Jian Dadan is straight. Honestly, he treats Cui Yu and Fatty the same, probably sees them both as brothers.”


“LOL, I can’t stop laughing. Jian Dadan even stiffened for Cui Yu—how could he possibly stiffen for Fatty?”

With that reminder, everyone realized the truth and burst out laughing in the livestream.

Afterward, they all calmed down.

“Damn! Watching ‘Do Not Speak of the Past’ all night, I totally forgot Fatty’s life is hanging by a thread!”


“Hiss—With Jian Dadan’s personality, he’ll definitely figure out a way to save Fatty. Will he still make it to his noon promise?”


“Damn, I’m already scared in advance…”

……

……

Cui Yu’s mood today was indeed excellent.

Sitting upright in the Yin Law Division hall, the destined officials below were reporting work and immediately sensed something unusual.

“Chief Judge Cui, you’ve been smiling at your inkstone for half an hour…” One destined official glanced at the towering stacks of documents on the desk, feeling utterly overwhelmed. “Everyone’s waiting for you!”

If these files weren’t processed, everyone would be late leaving today. Lunch would be missed, and there’d be overtime in the afternoon. Just thinking about it felt hopeless.

Cui Yu finally snapped out of it, cleared his throat, and picked up a file. “I’ve been listening to your reports all along.”

“….” They’d reported three times! Listening? Listening to what exactly?!

Even the ghost officials attending him felt helpless, glancing outside—could they even have lunch today?

One destined official stepped forward, took a deep breath, and reported for the fourth time: “In the mortal world, the daughter of a Duke kidnapped the Emperor to control the nobles. The Emperor, originally a high immortal of the Heavenly Court descending to the mortal realm for a tribulation, was supposed to stabilize a chaotic nation in times of crisis, ultimately facing national ruin when enemies invaded. That was his destined hardship.”

“But he fell in love with the Duke’s daughter and willingly allowed her to control the court.” The official sighed deeply. Another destined official, who had been daydreaming, asked: “So, did their country fall early?”

“Not at all! The Duke’s daughter held the court together. The country not only survived, it became an agricultural superpower. Neighboring states relied on it for food, and her diplomacy ensured no one attacked them.”

Cui Yu pondered for a long time. Just as the officials thought he would make a grand decision:

“This isn’t good enough?” he asked.

“….” The destined officials looked utterly hopeless. “But the high immortal was supposed to endure hardship! Now, forget suffering—the lovers are together, eating well, and the country prospers. This isn’t a tribulation; it’s a vacation.”

Cui Yu sighed. “It’s not easy for lovers to be together. First, record it in the register. Let the high immortal endure tribulation in the next life.”

“???” The destined officials were speechless.

What was supposed to be a simple case soon turned bizarre. The destined officials quickly realized that Cui Yu today was truly strange.

“Report! A dancer was forced into a lake and died. By law, she should be sent to the Fourteenth Level of Wronged Death Hell. But she refused, banging a drum to claim she was forced by her lover and the people, not a willing suicide.”

“Did her lover die?”

“Yes, he did. But he refuses to admit guilt and is about to be sent to the afterlife. How should she be judged?”

“Pull the unfaithful man back and cast him into the Mirror of Sin Hell.”

“?????”

“Report! A merchant’s daughter was deceived by a noble son, losing wealth and honor, and hung herself. She should go to Wronged Death Hell, but she was pregnant with a girl—an immortal of thee Heavenly Court set to undergo tribulation. She died before birth. Now, a new mother must be found…”

“Did the noble son die?”

“Uh? Oh, not yet.”

“Record the abuse of the weak. When he dies, cast him into Volcano Hell.”

“…Lord, this case requires discussion for the tribulation immortal’s new mother.”

“What tribulation immortal?”

“?????”

This cycle repeated several times. By now, the destined officials’ expressions toward Cui Yu were extremely complex.

One destined official secretly tugged a ghost official and asked, “What’s going on with Chief Judge Cui?”

The ghost official replied obliquely: “He’s turned the world upside down.”

The destined official didn’t understand.

The ghost official clarified bluntly: “They consummated their union last night.”

“…!” The surrounding destined officials were shocked.

They knew love could change people, but they never imagined that the aloof, high-and-mighty Chief Judge Cui, who had remained above mortals for a thousand years, would——fall victim to it as well!

Just then, a new case was brought up in the hall: a ghost that had fled for a hundred years had finally been caught. The man had died as a youth, stolen a treasure hiding a soul form, and lingered beside the woman he loved.

The two, childhood sweethearts, had promised to be together forever. The woman remained unmarried, shaving her head as a nun, keeping vigil with candle and Buddha statue. Mortal and ghost had coexisted for a century, and now arrived in the Underworld together.

Stealing Underworld treasures was a grave crime.


Fleeing to the mortal realm was a grave crime.


Mortals and ghosts mingling was a grave crime.

By law, they shouldn’t reincarnate. But there was no rule to punish this, so the case was reported to Cui Yu.

Under the destined officials’ piercing gaze, Cui Yu pondered for a long time and finally said, “A hundred years have passed, and both have kept their promises—truly rare. In that case, let them both serve as ghost officials in my hall. If they wish, a new wedding can also be held for them.”

“Lord???” The destined official was so shocked his voice cracked.

Chief Judge Cui! We’re the Yin Law Division—this is the place for punishment! Please, get a grip!

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