Chapter 106: The Little Miss Went to the Skies
The livestream audience wasn’t just scared of Chi Qian.
They were practically ready to call the police.
Using vines fetched by the flock of birds, along with the paracord from her backpack, Chi Qian wove a square basket on the spot.
It looked like a hot air balloon basket.
Except that instead of balloons at the top, she had bundled together eight large packages wrapped tightly with vines.
And then—Chi Qian prepared to take to the skies.
Yes, the skies.
As the saying goes: If there are no conditions, then create them yourself!
Granted, this wasn’t as classy as sword-riding through the air, but given the circumstances, being able to fly at all was good enough.
First, she’d enjoy herself.
[Baby Qian, are you serious??]
[She summoned all these birds… for this??]
[Please don’t do something reckless.]
[Okay, I admit she’s amazing, but this is impossible. One slip and she’s dead…]
It wasn’t surprising that the livestream chat was filled with naysayers.
To them, Chi Qian’s idea was pure fantasy, courting death.
The risk was enormous.
But the noisy barrage didn’t shake Chi Qian in the least.
She checked the inside of the basket, climbed in, and sat down. Then she whistled.
“Chiu-chiu—”
The eagles waiting on standby flew to grip the packages with their talons.
With a resonant cry, they beat their wings in unison, lifting the basket off the ground.
One meter.
Two meters.
Three meters…
The basket rose higher and higher, finally stabilizing about ten meters above the ground, gliding forward like a flock of migrating geese!
The livestream went silent for a full thirty seconds.
Then the comments poured in like a flood, freezing the screen completely.
The trending topic “Chi Qian’s suicidal stunt” was instantly slapped in the face.
#ChiQian Eagle-Style Hot Air Balloon
#HundredBirdsSaluteQian
#TakeMyKneesAlready
…
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say Chi Qian single-handedly dominated the trending lists of every major platform.
Not just the livestream—comment sections everywhere were in chaos.
[This isn’t photoshopped? How could something this absurd actually happen??]
[She had a bear run errands, monkeys deliver takeout, rode an orca to sea, commanded ocean creatures—I tolerated all of that. But now… Litchi, tell me, how do I even Litchi anymore!!]
[What even is Chi Qian? She’s beyond human.]
[Someone should investigate her—I suspect she’s the reincarnation of some Beast King.]
[Hahaha, no, it’s aliens! They must have launched a mushroom bomb at us, and now we’re hallucinating.]
Meanwhile, the Chi Corporation’s PR department was in deep trouble.
Chi Qian’s popularity was way too high at the moment. Forcing it down would backfire.
And now even higher authorities were paying attention, sending people to probe.
Left with no choice, they contacted Secretary Zhong.
Zhong immediately reported to Chi Lisen.
“She did what again?” Chi Lisen had a sinking feeling.
Secretary Zhong: “Chairman Chi, the young miss… she… she went to the skies.”
Chi Lisen: ?
He was gone for just one meeting, and his child was already missing??
On the other side, the production crew received a call from the Chi Corporation’s secretary office.
The chief director, sweating profusely, hurriedly ordered the staff to add a disclaimer to the livestream:
[The following content is entirely special effects. Please do not imitate.]
The audience burst out laughing:
[Uh-huh, yeah, sure, whatever you say.]
[Imitate? You think we can summon eagles, let alone command an entire flock? Don’t flatter us.]
[We know the truth—the guests in this livestream are all AI!]
[??? Wait, what’s that at the corner of Baby Qian’s mouth?]
Outside, the world was in uproar.
Inside, Chi Qian was just hungry.
She gazed at the huge, round sun and thought it looked like a fried egg, edges browned and crispy.
A few drops of soy sauce on top, wouldn’t that smell heavenly?
Thinking of this, the corners of Chi Qian’s mouth glistened, nearly drooling.
She sucked in a breath, eyes searching desperately across the endless desert for her uncle.
My dear uncle, where are you?
I’ve never missed you this much before.
My snacks…!
Chi Qian sat cross-legged, plucked a leaf, and held it between her lips.
Striking a cool pose, she blew into it.
[Did Qian Qian deliberately pose like that to make the tune sound better?]
[No, but it does serve as a reminder to the audience—cover your ears.]
[She’s really something, I’m crying here]
[Young Master Ling and Hua Hua are down there. Chi Qian, go pick them up.]
[Get lost, do they even deserve it?]
When Chi Qian spotted Gu Hua and Ling Qian, they spotted her too.
At first Gu Hua couldn’t believe it, but a closer look confirmed it was Chi Qian sitting on a hot-air balloon.
“Brother Qian, look, it’s Qian Qian up there! Where did she even get a hot-air balloon?”
Ling Qian cast a glance, scoffing: “Obviously the program crew gave her a cheat code. Being Chi Lisen’s granddaughter sure has perks—even cheating is done openly.”
“Then let’s follow her. Maybe we can find the others.”
“Fine, I’ll listen to you.”
Chi Qian noticed them chasing after her eagle-balloon.
Ridiculous. As if she’d let them keep up.
“Jin Jin, Qing Qing, speed up!” she clapped her hands.
The golden eagle and gyrfalcon in the lead answered: “Yes, wife, got it, wife, hold on tight, wife.”
Chi Qian: “……”
Ling Qian and Gu Hua were quickly left in the dust. Before long, Chi Qian spotted Shen Jing and his son.
The eagle creatures lowered altitude, hovering just a meter above the ground.
“Uncle Shen, Jia Shu, hopping on or what?” Chi Qian patted the edge of the basket, tilting her head in a pose that screamed cool.
Shen Jiashu nearly cried with joy: “My Lady Witch! This humble servant has finally awaited your arrival!”
Shen Jing: “……” You’re barely ten… Forget it.
If he weren’t so old, even he might have wanted to call himself her servant.
Chi Qian had woven this basket to fit five people at most.
Thankfully, she had summoned enough birds—otherwise, it really wouldn’t have flown.
Inside the helicopter.
The pilot glanced out the window, then looked again.
The next second, his whole face was plastered against the glass. “Holy crap!”
“Boss, I think there’s a flock of eagles carrying a hot-air balloon over there!”
Chi Yanliu: “If this helicopter has problems again, you’re heading back to training camp.”
“Boss, I’m serious!”
Chi Yanliu casually glanced down, then froze, his brow furrowing.
“Fly closer.”
“Yes, sir!”
The helicopter trailed after the eagle-balloon, keeping pace.
The pilot clicked his tongue. “Wild ostriches giving people rides was one thing, but now an eagle hot-air balloon? Either I’ve gone insane or this world has.”
…Though honestly, he kind of wanted a ride too.
Chi Yanliu raised his binoculars. He saw three people in the basket.
His gaze swept past Shen Jing and his son, landing on the girl’s head.
Blue clothes, long hair, but her personality wasn’t written on her face. Hard to tell.
That should be Chi Shen.
His phone rang. He glanced at the screen.
“Turn around. Head to the other sector. Those rats won’t stay hidden much longer.” A faint cold light flashed in his eyes.
The pilot straightened. “Yes, sir!”
Meanwhile, Chi Qian and the others had flown further, until they spotted Chi Fengxiao and his group cornered in a cactus patch.
A pack of jackals had driven them in, surrounding them on all sides.
The jackals hadn’t planned to attack—after all, Chi Fengxiao carried traces of Chi Qian’s scent.
Their sharp noses told them these people weren’t to be messed with.
They were about to leave when Xia Zhenzhen hurled a rock, striking one jackal’s eye.
That set them off.
