Chapter 82: Unrest on All Sides (Part 2)

"Am I dreaming? How can there be someone so gifted in this world? Someone who has mastered singing, Go, medicine, and so many other fields to their peak? Did he start cultivating from the womb? No, even if he started learning before birth, he wouldn't reach this level, right?"

"Upstairs, be confident. You're not dreaming. My brother-in-law is just that awesome!"

"Damn, could he be a god reincarnated?"

...

Meanwhile, far away in a courtyard in the capital, a middle-aged figure dashed in.

"Master Liang, Master Liang!"

In the yard sat an old man and a young girl. The old man was nearly seventy, his hair almost entirely white. The girl, wearing a simple ponytail, looked about sixteen or seventeen; her face was as fair as milk, her features exquisite and delicate—a true beauty in the making.

At this moment, the old man and the girl were playing Go in the courtyard. When he saw the visitor, Master Liang was a little surprised. As he placed a stone on the board, he spoke calmly:

"Zhou, it's already past nine. Why aren't you at home? What brings you here?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhou hurriedly said,

"Master Liang, you have to check out Tiger Fang Live. Today, a streamer has reached the ninth level of the Go challenge and is about to enter the tenth. He might even face AlphaGo."

"Oh?" Master Liang paused, and both his and the girl's faces showed a trace of shock.

These two were no ordinary people, especially Master Liang, whose status in the Eastern Go community was paramount. Thus, the two of them understood better than anyone else how formidable the Go challenge truly was.

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely! He's streaming live right now."

"Let me see."

Master Liang's expression turned grave.

He had been a national Go champion and had earned the title of "Go Master"—a distinction held by only a handful of people throughout the East.

Even so, not every match against the computer—or AlphaGo—was an easy victory for him. A single misstep could mean failure at the ninth or tenth level.

So when he heard someone had reached the ninth level, his curiosity was piqued.

Zhou immediately took out his phone, placed it on the Go board, and started the stream of Yang Xiaofan for the two of them to watch.

At that moment, Yang Xiaofan had just placed another stone.

"Brilliant move!" Master Liang couldn't help but exclaim, his entire demeanor suddenly animated.

With just a casual move, Yang Xiaofan's skill had already won him over.

The ponytailed girl, however, was puzzled.

"Grandpa, what's so special about this move? It seems pretty ordinary to me. In fact, it doesn't even seem necessary—there are better options!"

Master Liang shook his head, stroked his beard, and sighed.

"Child, you can't see the intricacies here! Your skill is far from his—worlds apart. This move seems ordinary, but in fact, it's riddled with hidden dangers. Whatever move the computer makes next, it will fall into his trap, with no way out."

"Really? Is he that strong?"

"Indeed! Even from just this one move, I can conclude that he is a once-in-a-century Go prodigy. Too strong—I've never managed such a sublime play myself!"

"My god!"

The girl and Zhou were both stunned.

They never imagined Master Liang would give Yang Xiaofan such a profound evaluation!

After all, Master Liang was a "Go Master"—the pinnacle of Go in the entire East.

Yet now, this very pinnacle was conquered by a single casual move from an unknown youth, which spoke volumes about the opponent's formidable strength.

And he seemed to be only about twenty years old!

For a moment, the girl found herself filled with admiration for Yang Xiaofan.

Master Liang immediately said,

"Zhou, quickly, open a viewer account for me. I want to send him a reward and see if he can keep going. This child is an unparalleled genius. If he performs even better, I'm willing to take him as my last disciple!"

"Alright!"

As Zhou complied with Master Liang's instructions, his heart surged with excitement.

After all, Master Liang hadn't accepted any new disciples in years.

Once, a businessman had offered a billion to become Master Liang's student and learn his Go secrets, but Master Liang had refused.

Yet now, he was actually willing to make an exception for Yang Xiaofan.

This Yang Xiaofan was simply unbelievable!

...

Meanwhile, at Tiger Fang Group's headquarters, the CEO had rushed to the technical department as quickly as possible.

"How is it? Can the livestream maintain its stability?"

The entire department was in chaos; all the programmers were frantically writing code to keep the stream going.

The technical director hurried over, bowed, and reported,

"President, we've done everything we can, but the number of viewers on Brother-in-law's stream keeps climbing—it's already over six million! And that's concurrent viewers, not just fans. The load they're putting on our network is immense!"

The CEO clenched his teeth, hands on hips, pacing back and forth.

After a moment, he ordered,

"Quick! Get in touch with the other streaming platforms like Doyin. Let them connect to the stream so Brother-in-law's broadcast can reach their sites too."

"But President, didn't you say we should capture all of Brother-in-law's traffic for ourselves?"

"There's no other way now. The site can't crash! If it does, we're finished. Diverting some traffic now may seem like a loss, but at least the site will hold. As long as we can maintain the largest share, we'll eventually surpass all the other streaming platforms."

"Understood!"

The technical director got to work, while the CEO kept his eyes glued to Yang Xiaofan's stream on the big screen, filled with awe.

To generate so much popularity from a single stream that the very stability of the platform was threatened—only Yang Xiaofan could pull that off.

A monster—he was a true monster!

And on the other side, Yang Xiaofan, under the watchful eyes of millions, had once again beaten the computer, clearing the ninth level of the Go challenge in three minutes and eighteen seconds!