Chapter 391: Stream Channel Suggestions

A few more minutes passed on the balcony, and there was still no sign of Yue returning. Solomon leaned against the carved stone railing, his gaze drifting toward the quiet hallway. He began to wonder if the spiritual backlash had worsened and if he should step inside to check on her.

Meanwhile, the translucent chat interface was running at full speed, thoroughly entertained by their own ridiculous theories.

[1Fizzy: Marco made Solomon’s sister cry, now Solomon is making Marco’s sister laugh in her private quarters.]

[James_hayes: Marco yelled at Jasmine back in Blue York, and now Solomon is lounging around in Marco’s sister’s home.]

[GoonLord: THE REVENGE ARC IS UNFOLDING PERFECTLY!]

[Mezz_3863: Marco is sleeping peacefully in his dorm having no idea what is happening right now.]

[sgtcwby: Marco is catching endless strays tonight.]

[Brerell: the family dynamics are getting wild.]

Solomon rolled his eyes at the screen and decided to change the subject. "Have any of you seen any recent uploads on that SilverKnight_Chronicles channel?"

[Nick: wait, are you actually asking about your number one fan page?]

[Foodball: bro is checking his own fan edits!]

[M00N: there have been zero updates since the snow serpent fight.]

[Frendscham: the owner has been totally silent for weeks.]

[Ron_Selby: why are you asking Solo Man?]

"I just wanted to review some of my recent combat footage to confirm something," Solomon explained, resting his chin on his palm. "I guess I will have to dig through my unedited archives on the terminal instead, even though that takes way more effort."

[Ferald: why don’t you just make your own video channel and upload the highlights yourself?]

[User12: you would make so much extra revenue from view counts and ad shares.]

[NewbHunter: bro is missing out on passive income.]

Solomon dismissed the idea with a wave of his hand. "I do not have the patience to sit in front of an editing console for hours. And I am definitely not doing any of this for extra currency anyway. The points I receive from your gifts and live challenges are already more than enough to cover everything I need."

[Joshua_Swofford: you should just hire someone to edit the videos for you!]

[DaoistAlexkg: give an editor a percentage of the video earnings and let them manage the channel!]

[Vaelen: you need stream moderators too!]

[Naturic: real talk, get some trusted mods to ban trolls immediately so your focus does not get ruined during training.]

[trenthay: mods can manage community events, verify challenge payouts, and run polls while you are fighting.]

[Dakota_Smith: that would take your entire streaming career to the next level.]

Solomon considered the suggestion for a few seconds. His mind immediately went to Paul.

Paul was undeniably talented when it came to pacing, narration, and video editing, but the man was already swamped with setting up the Grace Guild and organizing the real estate assets. Still, the concept of appointing official channel moderators to filter out disruptive idiots like ToxicLord sounded remarkably convenient.

"I will think about it," Solomon said to the screen. "Maybe I will post an official application form on the academy’s public network once I have some free time."

Just then, the sliding wooden door parted. Yue stepped out onto the breezy balcony.

She had washed away the dirt and grime from the training session.

She wore a flowing robe of deep violet silk draped over a pale lavender undergarment, tied neatly around her waist with an embroidered sash. Her peach hair was still damp from the water, cascading over her collarbone, and a clean scent of fresh mountain lotus and sweet plum blossoms drifted into the evening air with her presence.

"The bath is ready," she announced, leaning against the doorframe. "You can go ahead."

[GoonLord: SHE LOOKS GORGEOUS!]

[TallicaStew: THE OUTFIT IS PEAK!]

[James_hayes: respectfully looking at the Pavilion Master.]

[Mezz_3863: she cleaned up so well for him.]

[Foodball: W teacher blessing her student.]

[M00N: the stream is blessed tonight.]

Solomon stood up, but before walking inside, he pointed toward a craggy, towering peak rising above the sea of clouds in the far distance. "Is that Cloud Piercing Peak over there?"

Yue followed his finger and nodded gently. "Yes. That is the spot where you fought my father. I stood right here on this balcony and watched your silver strike part the sky."

She turned her attention back to his torn, dusty attire. "Do you have clean clothes to change into after your bath?"

"I can just buy my second set of academy battle suits from the stream shop," Solomon answered, gesturing toward his interface.

Yue shook her head. "Do not waste your uniform allowance on casual lounging. You do not need to wear academy battle gear while resting inside this pavilion. You can just wear one of our standard disciple robes instead. While you are washing up, I will fetch a proper set for you."

[1Fizzy: she is taking care of him like a proper host.]

[Haifuri: free clothes unlocked.]

[sgtcwby: do not complain bro, accept the robes.]

"Works for me," Solomon agreed.

He unbuckled Eden’s Penance from his back. He didn’t want the silver drone following him into the washroom, and he had no desire to waste another privacy orb just for a quick bath.

He needed a clever distraction.

Solomon gripped the hilt and pulled the dense executioner’s sword halfway out of its scabbard. The sound of the drawn sword instantly triggered the silver drone’s internal programming.

[Combat protocol initiated. Relocating to optimal tactical observation height,] the automated voice chirped.

The silver owl launched itself off the railing, rocketing high into the night sky to establish a wide, aerial surveillance perimeter.

With the camera’s line of sight elevated hundreds of feet above the balcony, Solomon immediately slid the sword back into place, darted through the wooden door, and slammed the washroom entrance shut behind him.

The chat interface, suddenly viewing the empty balcony from a bird’s-eye perspective in the clouds, erupted into immediate protests.

[EvilNCarnate: WAIT DID HE JUST EXPLOIT THE COMBAT ALGORITHM?!]

[Stephen_wood: HE TRICKED THE DRONE AHAHAHA!]

[DragonSon: BRO USED COMBAT MODE TO ESCAPE THE BROADCAST!]

[Razhyel: I am reporting this bug to the Technomagic Department immediately!]

[Foodball: Solo Man outsmarted the system once again.]

[GoonLord: LET US IN! OPEN THE DOOR!]

[OldTimer: the kid knows how to manipulate his tools.]

[Zoomtech : we got bamboozled in 4K.]