Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 766: Farewell

Chapter 766: Farewell

Last night's Li Qingran had been utterly wild.

When Chen Huaian woke up this morning, his legs even felt a bit weak.

If he weren't already a Unity Stage cultivator, with practically boundless stamina, he might have literally keeled over from exhaustion last night.

By the time Chen Huaian snapped out of the lingering afterglow from the previous night, Li Qingran was already fully dressed.

She walked over to Chen Huaian with her head lowered, bit her lip, then settled back into his embrace. She took a deep breath, as if savoring his scent. "Husband, I'm about to go to the Small Thousand World soon... Qingran can't bear to leave you..."

"Actually, you don't have to go," Chen Huaian said, stroking Li Qingran's head. "If you truly can't bear to part from your master, your master can make other arrangements for you."

Chen Huaian knew that since the Electronic Girlfriend Game had issued such a task, it meant Li Qingran was absolutely destined to go to the Small Thousand World.

It had practically become her obsession.

At the same time, he was well aware that even if Li Qingran went to the Small Thousand World, the two of them could still meet.

After all...

He had already selected both of this girl's Battle Souls, and the second one was absolutely explosive!

"Hmph!" Li Qingran got angry, turning her body away to face her back to Chen Huaian. She pouted and grumbled, "Still 'your master, your master'... Does husband intend to be Qingran's master for a lifetime? Can't you change how you address me? Last night you were still calling me 'disciple'... Are other forms of address just too hard to say?"

"Ah?" Chen Huaian didn't immediately grasp what Li Qingran was talking about.

But he wasn't a fool either, and promptly corrected himself. "Wife."

"Hmm~" Li Qingran wiggled her little bottom, still not looking at Chen Huaian.

"Wife," Chen Huaian called again.

Li Qingran wiggled once more, the motion much gentler this time.

Could he not understand what his little disciple meant?

She wanted him to call her that several more times; she hadn't had her fill yet!

Chen Huaian called out several more times in succession. Only when Li Qingran was satisfied did the girl finally turn half her body back, her face flushed. Yet she still pouted, looking not fully appeased—but for Li Qingran, how could she ever be fully satisfied?

They had just gotten married.

Yet now they had to part.

Even if he called her 'wife' ten thousand times, she wouldn't be satisfied...

But Li Qingran wouldn't make such a demand of Chen Huaian.

Seeing his little disciple deliberately acting sulky, Chen Huaian couldn't help but chuckle softly. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, turned her back to face him in his embrace, lowered his head to kiss her soft hair, and said in a low, gentle voice, "Alright, wife, no more sulking. If you keep wiggling like that, your husband might not be able to hold back."

Hearing this, Li Qingran's fair face instantly flushed crimson. She playfully pushed against his broad chest and whispered, "Husband, you're so bad."

"Wasn't one whole night of... activity enough?"

"Not enough," Chen Huaian nuzzled her earlobe. "Even ten thousand more nights wouldn't be enough!"

"Wha-what are you saying! You... you're not some big bull..." Li Qingran's pretty face turned even redder. She waved her little hands while stammering, "How could it be like that? Doing those things every day... when would there be time for cultivation? No! Absolutely not! You're terrible!"

"Then this husband is only terrible to his wife," Chen Huaian replied softly, his tone full of affection.

He had finally changed the form of address.

It was a bit embarrassing at first, but after a few times, he slowly got used to it.

He was even starting to get a little addicted to it.

"Hmm~" Li Qingran snuggled against him in his embrace, then lifted her head, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Husband, since you're calling me wife now, shouldn't you also give me a token? Qingran is about to go to the Small Thousand World and won't see husband for a long time. Having a token would help ease the pain of longing..." As she spoke, she extended her delicate, jade-like hand and began drawing circles on Chen Huaian's chest.

A token?

Chen Huaian hadn't prepared a token.

Because he knew it wasn't possible that he wouldn't see Li Qingran.

He had the Electronic Girlfriend Game; even if Li Qingran went to the Small Thousand World, he could still see her.

But now his wife was asking for one.

If he couldn't produce something...

Chen Huaian had no doubt that the hand currently drawing circles on his chest would transform into a forceful grab!

"Ahem~" Chen Huaian gave a dry chuckle and pinched her cheek. "Don't worry, your husband isn't the fickle type. Of course, a token is necessary."

With a wave of his hand, a robe appeared in his grasp. It was ice-blue, seemingly woven entirely from profound ice crystals. The feather-like garment shimmered with flowing light and emitted waves of cold air. It was precisely the Profound Ice Immortal Feather Robe he had specially refined (selected/purchased) for Li Qingran.

"This Profound Ice Immortal Feather Robe can withstand a full-force strike from a Great Ascension Stage cultivator. It also possesses inherent spatial Laws, allowing for instantaneous teleportation over thousands of miles," Chen Huaian explained. He then took out a Storage Ring. "Inside this are some items for defense and healing, like talismans, medicinal pills, and some backup magical artifacts."

Strictly speaking, this ice-feather robe could also be considered something he crafted.

After purchasing it from the store, there was a refinement option. He could add materials to it, and with a certain probability, refine it into a finished product. Depending on the materials, it could gain different functions... Most importantly, he could inscribe characters on it!

And they weren't just simple characters.

They were soul imprints!

Proving that this magical garment was indeed crafted by him.

But Li Qingran didn't know any of this.

Looking at this magnificent feather robe, her eyes filled with emotion.

She simply felt her master could do anything; nothing could stump her master...

Li Qingran gently touched it, sensing the powerful formation energy contained within.

This wasn't just a defensive treasure; it was a profound expression of Chen Huaian's deep love and commitment to her.

She carefully put away the robe, then stood on her tiptoes to plant a light kiss on his cheek. She whispered in his ear, "Husband, wait for me. I will definitely return very soon."

A warm feeling surged in Chen Huaian's heart. He held her tightly in his arms.

…

The Far North.

The farewell procession stretched out long.

The Moon Shadow Sect had practically mobilized its entire membership; only those disciples who couldn't withstand the Far North's bitter winds hadn't come along.

Chen Huaian and Li Qingran walked hand in hand, slowly approaching the Dimensional Gate.

Li Qingran's steps grew slower and slower. She gripped Chen Huaian's hand tightly, as if trying to imprint his warmth into her very bones.

"Husband, I... I can't bear to leave you," Li Qingran looked up, her eyes rimmed red. Tears rolled down like broken strings of pearls.

Chen Huaian held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head to kiss the top of her hair, and said gently, "Silly girl, it's not like we'll never see each other again. This journey is to make you stronger. Between you and me, there will never be true separation."

Li Qingran took a deep breath, as if steeling her resolve. She suddenly let go of his hand, stood on her tiptoes, and gently placed a kiss on his neck.

A warm sensation spread, instantly transforming into a faint pink mark, like a blooming peach blossom, delicate and vivid.

"Husband, this kiss mark is my token," Li Qingran's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness. "You must not let it fade. Before I return, it must remain on you." She looked up at Chen Huaian, her gaze shimmering with a hint of smug satisfaction and mischief. "This way, if other girls see it, they'll know you're already taken. They'll keep their distance, so you won't get seduced away while I'm gone."

Chen Huaian was momentarily stunned, then chuckled softly, a warm current flooding his heart.

He gently touched the mark on his neck; the faint warmth seemed to still carry her scent.

This little one, her mind was truly full of schemes.

He made a solemn promise: "Alright, your husband promises you, it will never fade."

Seeing Chen Huaian agree so seriously, Li Qingran's tears turned to a smile, her worries finally laid to rest.

"Husband, you can see me off just this far."

Li Qingran, wearing the robe Chen Huaian had given her, looked as if she were draped in a layer of pure white moonlight.

She looked back at the crowd, her pupils reflecting the vast expanse of white snow and the Moon Shadow Sect disciples.

Deep within her gaze was the person she loved and worried about most.

"Esteemed Elders, please return. This is merely a training journey," Li Qingran's expression turned serious. Her beautiful, clear face took on a rare sharpness. "This Venerable One will strive to return as soon as possible. If there are any local specialties in the Small Thousand World, I'll bring some back for all of you!"

With that, she took one last look at Yue Qianchi and Mo Shumei.

While still at the Moon Shadow Sect, she had already shared heartfelt words with her two good sisters.

Now, without further hesitation, and under the reluctant gazes of everyone,

she resolutely turned and stepped into the Dimensional Gate.

"Qingran..."

"Sect Master!"

"Have a safe journey!"

The cries of the Moon Shadow Sect cultivators were torn apart by the Far North's icy winds.

It was unclear if Li Qingran heard them.

A single teardrop fell on the snow beside the Dimensional Gate, freezing into an ice flower in an instant.

Su Qinian sighed and looked back at Chen Huaian.

He saw the Ancestor standing there motionless, still staring in the direction of the Dimensional Gate.

"The Ancestor's heart must be aching terribly," he thought to himself.

Yesterday was the grand wedding; today is the parting.

Sigh...

Just as he was about to go over and offer some comfort—

This is precisely why one should find several Dao Companions; that way, there's no suffering from longing.

He hadn't taken two steps before Zhang Mengchu pulled him back.

"Let's head back first. Don't disturb the Ancestor," Zhang Mengchu shook his head at the others. "Let the Ancestor have some quiet time here. We cannot truly comprehend what the Ancestor is feeling."

Hearing this, everyone nodded and sighed in sympathy.

Su Qinian scratched his head and silently retreated into the washing-machine artifact.

Li Ziping silently gazed at the Ancestor's back, wanting to say something but holding back.

Lin Fan looked up at the sky, drew his sword, and shot down a snow eagle demon flying overhead.

…

Seeing the Ancestor standing there like a statue,

everyone thought he was lost in sorrow and heartache.

But that wasn't the case.

Chen Huaian was actually staring blankly at a massive map in his field of vision.

[Detected that your Electronic Girlfriend has entered a Small World!]

[Landing Location: Battle Soul City]

[Please set the initial identity for your Electronic Girlfriend!]

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