Christopher’s intentions were crystal clear: though his title was merely that of a King, his spending power rivaled that of any Emperor.
Didn’t the Emperor renew each time with thirty thousand?
Then I shall renew each time with thirty thousand as well!
This battle—I am determined to fight!
Moreover, I have already made my stance perfectly clear.
Three hundred thousand!
I ask you—do you dare to follow?
…
Anthony, who had been watching Alexis’s stream with unwavering attention, was stunned.
He blurted out, “Where did this madman suddenly come from?”
It was indeed madness—a hundred months of King renewals in one go!
Such scenes were only ever witnessed during grand official events, when streamers vied desperately for rankings or prestige.
In ordinary times, they were virtually unheard of.
And yet, this was merely a petty guild skirmish between a few small factions; even the champion would gain little value. Was it truly worth it…?
…
To Christopher, it was unquestionably worth it.
After all, a man—especially a wealthy one—must preserve his pride!
Having just scored a handsome profit in the stock market, he was at the height of his swagger and self-assurance.
Spending a couple of hundred thousand to win a beauty’s smile? Entirely worth it!
As expected, when he unleashed this astonishing wave of renewals, Ashley’s eyes widened in disbelief, her delicate hand flying to her mouth as she exclaimed in delight, “Christopher, you’re incredible! How many months of renewals is this? I can’t even keep track anymore.”
“One hundred months!”
“One hundred months of King renewals—that’s a full three hundred thousand!”
Naturally, helpful onlookers in the chat were quick to type out exactly how many renewals it amounted to.
After showering Christopher with adoration, Ashley giggled and turned to Alexis, saying, “Oh my, I’m terribly sorry— Christopher insists on securing the championship for me, and I simply can’t bring myself to refuse. Forgive me, Alexis.”
On Alexis’s side, she had been watching the flurry of King renewals in a daze, utterly bewildered by what was unfolding.
Hearing Ashley’s words, she hurriedly replied, “No need to apologize; we’re all part of the same guild. Whoever wins the championship makes no difference. Honestly, I never dreamed I’d make it to the finals tonight—if not for Benefactor’s support, I wouldn’t have.”
Even Amy was shaken to the core by Christopher’s audacious spree. Three hundred thousand—just like that!
She’d long known Ashley Christopher was wealthy, but she’d never imagined he was this wealthy…
To renew a hundred months of King status in one breath—this was the mark of a true high-roller.
Now, the question was: how would Benefactor respond?
After all, Christopher had just laid down a hundred months of King renewals—three hundred thousand in total!
Would Benefactor be intimidated to retreat?
This question burned not only in Amy’s mind but in the hearts of thousands of viewers.
“Benefactor, don’t back down—fight!” comments blazed across the screen.
“Yes, how dare a mere King challenge the Emperor! Crush him! Show him the vast gulf between King and Emperor!” others jeered, fanning the flames.
“Fight!”
“Fight!”
…
Soon, the entire chat was a flood of the single word: “Fight.”
Of course, these spectators craved nothing more than chaos—they relished the spectacle of the wealthy locked in battle, for only then could they feast on drama.
Benefactor did not keep them waiting long; before long, an Imperial-effect barrage lit up the screen.
“If everyone says fight, then fight it shall be.”
This was Benefactor’s own message!
As soon as it appeared, a brilliant, golden Imperial badge flashed across the chat.
Benefactor has begun to renew!
Imperial renewals, naturally, were far more dazzling than King renewals.
But the most astonishing part was that each of Benefactor’s renewals spanned six months…
“Benefactor renewed Emperor status for Alexis x6.”
Why six months instead of, say, ten like Christopher? Because a single Imperial renewal maxed out at six months.
One month of Emperor status cost thirty thousand dollars—though with a rebate of thirty-three thousand in gift vouchers—so six months meant nearly two hundred thousand in vouchers.
A single ten-month King renewal? Just thirty thousand.
A single six-month Emperor renewal? Two hundred thousand!
That was the chasm between King and Emperor…
Normally, Imperial renewals were made one month at a time, since even for the wealthy, thirty thousand dollars per month was no trifling sum.
Hence, a single six-month Emperor renewal was an extraordinary rarity.
Christopher’s entire series of ten renewals had only totaled three hundred thousand.
Benefactor’s single strike? Two hundred thousand—undeniable superiority.
Yet before anyone could even gasp in awe, the screen again erupted in Imperial effects!
“Benefactor renewed Emperor status for Alexis x6.”
Another two hundred thousand!
And it did not stop there…
“Benefactor renewed Emperor status for Alexis x6.”
A third two hundred thousand!
Viewers were left numb.
In the blink of an eye, Benefactor had renewed six hundred thousand!
What was he planning?
“Benefactor renewed Emperor status for Alexis x6.”
“Benefactor renewed Emperor status for Alexis x6.”
…
The dazzling Imperial renewal flashed fifteen times on screen!
In total, Benefactor renewed three million!
By now, everyone understood Benefactor’s message perfectly.
Christopher thought thirty thousand would scare me off.
Here’s my answer—three million in renewals!
I ask you: do you still dare to play?
Imperial renewals triggered platform-wide announcements, and after Benefactor’s first strike, countless viewers flocked to Alexis’s stream.
By the fifteenth renewal, the room was bursting with activity!
Viewership soared to 160,000, with over ten thousand VIP seats occupied!
Such numbers were virtually unheard of in the Star Show category.
Even CreatoRev/Benjamin, the undisputed king of the category, could not normally pull these figures.
But Benefactor’s three million renewal had achieved it.
…
Amy’s heart pounded wildly, her face flushed scarlet.
This was a legendary moment.
Three million in a single breath—never before had Tik’Y’Tok witnessed such extravagance, not even during the grandest annual competitions, let alone on an ordinary night.
Six-month Emperor renewals, each worth two hundred thousand, were repeated fifteen times.
This…
This was the very definition of ruthless opulence.
…
This unprecedented three-million renewal stunned not just Amy, but every soul lucky enough to witness it.
Anthony’s brow glistened with beads of sweat, his smooth scalp tinged red, his lips quivering helplessly.
Ashley, moments ago smug beyond measure, now stared in shock, her face pale as paper.
And Christopher, her once-proud champion, had not uttered a word for minutes—surely contemplating a dignified way to concede.
“Ask them if they wish to continue.”
Benefactor’s message blazed across Alexis’s screen, striking like a thunderclap.