Chapter 247: Qin Ye Is Going to Pull Another Stunt Again

The light grew dimmer as he approached the entrance.

By the time he stepped into the cave mouth, almost no light remained—only the beam from his flashlight carved a narrow path through the darkness.

The chill inside was even greater; if it were autumn, the temperature would likely drop to around zero degrees. Even in the height of summer, it was currently about fifteen degrees here.

The smell inside the cave was far better than the rotting vegetation outside—almost fragrant.

The flashlight beam swept across, revealing the interior: the rock walls inside the entrance were rougher than at the mouth, black moss spreading along the crevices deep into the cavern.

He didn't pause, continuing forward.

Soon, after passing through the narrow opening, the space widened—the ceiling rose from an initial height of four or five meters, gradually climbing higher until, after walking over ten meters, it reached more than fifty meters. Looking up, he saw stalactites of varying lengths hanging from above.

Droplets of water condensed on the rocks, occasionally striking the ground.

The flashlight beam swept past, revealing fleeting small shadows—mostly insects adapted to this damp, dark environment.

As he went deeper, the ground became smooth rock; ahead, the sound of flowing water grew audible, and puddles on the ground increased in number.

After walking another twenty or thirty steps, the cave widened again; the flashlight beam revealed a hidden bay of water ahead.

This bay was irregular, nestled in a natural depression beneath the rock wall. According to official records, this was one of the entry points to the underground river.

Qin Yun walked closer and observed.

The water entrance was about ten meters wide, its edges lined with thick moss. The water was a faint blue-green, murky yet slightly translucent—when the flashlight shone down, nothing could be seen beyond one or two meters.

He reached out and touched it—the temperature was fine, suitable for him.

After briefly assessing the situation, he proceeded to the other several underground river entrances. Based on the route, he quickly sketched an accurate spatial map in his mind: once he entered underwater from the entrance, if he succeeded in the challenge, he could choose his exit based precisely on his position at the time.

He didn't have to retrace his path.

Ordinary cave diving wasn't much of a challenge, since visibility wasn't blocked—sunlight easily filtered through the openings.

But here, beneath the Dashiywei sinkhole cluster, it was, strictly speaking, equivalent to blind diving.

Once a person entered, visibility would be completely obstructed, and the only light source would be the flashlight—direction would become impossible to discern. For an ordinary person, diving into such a cave would be tantamount to suicide.

Official records show that beneath the Dashiywei sinkhole cluster lies a labyrinthine network, layer upon layer, extremely complex.

Even under normal conditions, people get lost—let alone underwater, without light or orientation.

Thus, completing the challenge isn't just difficult due to depth, but also because of the complexity within.

This underground river has complex undercurrents, zero visibility, narrow passages that easily trap divers. Due to the geography, there's bound to be abundant silt—and if he fails to complete the challenge within the time limit, he must return and try again.

In short, the difficulty is maxed out, teeming with peril.

Fortunately, Qin Yun's previous extreme skydiving stunt in France rewarded him with Spatial Memory.

The system's description of Spatial Memory Level 1 was: "Perfect recall is merely the entry point; spatial reconstruction is merely the foundation." He hadn't thought much of it at first, but after later attempts, he realized just how powerful this skill was.

This was also his greatest source of confidence for this cave dive.

For ordinary people, visibility and orientation are major hurdles—they rely entirely on guide ropes. Lose the guide rope, and they're finished. But he was different: even without a guide rope, every place he passed, every point within his visual and sensory range, could be reconstructed in space around him.

In other words, as soon as Qin Yun began cave diving, a 3D map of the space would gradually form in his mind, expanding with his movement—there was no risk of losing direction.

This ability was almost godlike.

Like a video game loading its map—areas not yet reached remained dark, but the moment he stepped into them, the terrain instantly rendered.

That's exactly how it worked for him now.

Back at the hotel, Su Huan was on the phone.

"Alright, thank you, very much—I'll tell him right away. Yeah, goodbye."

After hanging up, Su Huan smiled: "It was DJI—they've upgraded the equipment to secure it inside the helmet, but due to size constraints, the battery only lasts eight hours."

"Enough." Qin Yun hadn't expected DJI to move so fast. "What about the other camera positions?"

"The other positions are modified too—they can track freely underwater, with strong propulsion and similar endurance. We've prepared ten in total."

"All three main partners are finalized—each agreed to sponsor three million. As for gear, each one said: as long as you use their equipment, they'll provide it free of charge and add a one-and-a-half-million sponsorship, plus on-site professional maintenance staff."

"That much?" Qin Yun was surprised—he knew his gear requirements were extensive, from head to toe, inside and out—at least twenty different types. Even if some came from the same manufacturer, there were still over ten.

Altogether, the sponsorship fees alone totaled twenty million.

Su Huan stared at his shocked expression, speechless: "Did you forget your current status? You're the number-one streamer on Douyin. I only agreed to this price because you said not to care about sponsorship amounts."

"Hehe, so I'm already that famous?"

Watching his clueless expression, Su Huan suddenly leaned in and bit him—bit until she was out of breath before letting go.

"Ugh, don't tempt me."

Qin Yun stared at Su Huan, the villain playing the victim, utterly speechless.

They played around, and after Qin Yun confirmed all gear was in order, he posted livestream announcements on Douyin, TikTok, YouTube, and Twitch.

【July 3, 10:00 AM, Leshi, Guangxi · Dashiywei Sinkhole Cluster—Challenge: 350-meter cave dive. Don't miss it.】

He also posted a livestream notice on Weibo and X.

Instantly, the extreme sports community erupted first.

Ordinary viewers were merely glad to see Qin Ye's livestream again—but extreme sports enthusiasts, especially divers, were utterly stunned by the announcement.

"OMG, 350 meters? The world record is 308. Is Qin serious?"

"Holy shit, what's the Asian record again? Is Qin Ye trying to break it by that much?"

"277.4 meters. Left by Old Cat."

"Jesus, Qin is insane—he just did a 13,000-meter skydive into the Hei Hou Sinkhole, and now he's challenging the cave diving record."

"Unbelievable. Qin is just impossible to fathom."

"Shocking—if Qin succeeds, he's not human."

"Holy shit, the open-circuit scuba record is only 332 meters. How is Qin even going to do this?"

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

"Damn it, Qin Ye is gonna do it again!"

Domestically and internationally, the vast majority of professionals expressed little confidence in Qin Yun's challenge.

Although Qin Yun demonstrated superhuman aquatic ability in the Indian Ocean—whether diving, swimming, or surviving—he was facing something entirely different with cave diving; at this depth, the human body endures over thirty atmospheres of pressure, meaning more than thirty kilograms per square centimeter, and anyone with average physical conditioning would die instantly.

Moreover, pressure increases the deeper one goes, and HPNS (High-Pressure Neurological Syndrome) could strike at any moment. Put bluntly, if equipment failed down there, nine deaths out of ten would be generous.

Yet regardless of external commentary, Qin Yun's livestream once again pushed his popularity to its peak.

Today is July 1st, two days until the livestream!

Professionals provided by Red Bull and DJI arrived early at the cave diving entrance to set up. Soon, the previously dark pit became brightly lit.

For this livestream, Qin Yun had no time to manage camera switches, so after contacting DJI, they generously sponsored a livestream team for him; upon learning this, Red Bull insisted on sending help as well.

Thus, without anyone noticing, his livestream team had grown enormously.

And this was his first-ever underwater livestream!