Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 829: The Connecting World

"Excellent! Master Spirit Void, this way please!"

In the beginning, Su Qinian harbored intense animosity toward Spirit Void Old Ghost.

Yet circumstances had shifted now. Spirit Void Old Ghost no longer posed as a foe; rather, he stood as a veteran esteemed by the ancestor, a devoted ally presenting valuables to the Moon Shadow Sect.

Such a figure deserved the utmost respect befitting a true supporter.

Even as the nearby Moon Shadow Sect disciples viewed him warily, the double invocation of 'Master' by Su Qinian and Chen Huaian left Spirit Void Old Ghost dizzy with a surge of pride.

Truth be told, as a ghost cultivator universally scorned and eager to be thrashed, what right did he have to the title of 'Master'?

The ancient powerhouses of rival sects dreaded his might, yet whispered of him as a freakish, neither man nor specter eternal blight. It was only amid the Moon Shadow Sect that he recaptured the warmth of true existence.

If Chen Huaian himself had recognized and hailed him as Master, how could any lingering biases among the Moon Shadow Sect's other followers endure?

A Master ought to carry the poise of a Master!

Spirit Void Old Ghost tugged at his beard, squinted his gaze, tucked his spare hand behind his back, and strove to embody an otherworldly, immortal aura laced with elder gravitas. Then, beneath the watchful eyes of the assembled disciples, he trailed Su Qinian toward the rear mountain.

"This old fellow proves remarkably simple to please..."

As he observed Spirit Void Old Ghost's fading silhouette, Chen Huaian couldn't suppress the thought.

During their first clash, Spirit Void Old Ghost had marked as a yellow spot edged in orange-red on the Cangyun Realm's map, signaling imminent threat of enmity.

Reuniting this day, the very instant their sights locked, that orange-red hue faded swiftly to a soft yellow.

Though the cause eluded him, in that encounter's moment, Spirit Void Old Ghost had clearly quelled his aggression.

Presently, Spirit Void Old Ghost gleamed as a deep, lively green, pulsing with a dynamic and flourishing presence.

"It's unfortunate that Heart Hearing fails against archaic titans like Spirit Void Old Ghost at the Great Ascension Three Tribulations realm; else, I'd pierce his every notion..." Chen Huaian shook his head in lament.

"Those who possess the Dao draw countless aides; those who abandon the Dao stand solitary." Eyeing the six treasures clutched in Chen Huaian's grip, the Spirit Beast Sect Master sighed inevitably. "This day's unfolding reveals Senior enveloped in the Destiny Energy of heavens and earth.

Whatever Senior desires manifests before him—isn't that the essence of 'wishes granted as willed'?

At first, this junior deemed assembling those components a grueling, protracted, and exhausting endeavor, perhaps impossible to fulfill. Little did anyone foresee that another had already bundled them neatly and conveyed them directly to Senior.

And that very one was the karma Senior had sown personally just half a month past."

Renshou reflected on the arcane and impenetrable weave of fate and karma.

Chen Huaian, conversely, creased his brow. Earlier, before his primary form attained the Great Ascension Stage, his sense of the veiled principles of karma and destiny woven through heaven and earth stayed superficial.

By now, his primary form had ascended into the Great Ascension Stage.

Every phrase he spoke and step he took now quietly steered the tides of celestial forces.

He had delved deeper into those arcane and elusive mysteries.

Moreover, the Dao he had mastered was none other than the paramount Great Dao of liberty and boundless freedom.

Hence, Renshou's remarks stirred not elation in him, but doubt.

All of it struck him as overly fortuitous.

It evoked a colossal spectacle scripted long beforehand, every element plotted within this realm's bounds, with him ensnared inside, bereft of escape.

Did some force orchestrate this intentionally?

What aim did they pursue...

...

"Tsk, this young one seems to have caught a whiff of it already."

In the Upper Realm of the Cangyun Realm.

White Sword sat in lotus pose before a sand table, a subtle curl lifting his lip as he peered at the thickening veil of celestial mysteries hovering over the Moon Shadow Sect.

As Chen Huaian's power swelled, his acuity for heavenly secrets intensified.

Once, every motion of Chen Huaian lay firmly in his control, but now it draped in haze, vague and resistant to scrutiny.

Still, he could glean Chen Huaian's state via alternate paths.

Should Chen Huaian's conduct veer from his design, he could casually impose a directive to... yet these days, any divergence from the plan by Chen Huaian bore no weight.

For...

The merging stood poised to commence.

"Open eyes!" White Sword wove seals with his hands, unleashing a torrent of ten thousand silver-white sword qi strands from his frame.

His gaze narrowed faintly, a soft golden "Dao Pattern" surfacing on his brow. When his eyes parted once more, his pupils had morphed into a vast cosmos—myriad nebulae spawning and fading within, stellar rivers coursing as specks, and the radiance of billions of stars twinkling erratically in their abyssal cores.

His fingers gave a light flick, and the visions within his soft golden eyes suddenly sharpened.

In the end, they centered on a globe sheathed in a faint blue glow.

Abreast that globe's crust, nine pale swirls surged upward like heavenly stanchions. Spanning the boundless starlit expanse, the seething floods of spiritual energy churning inside those swirls stayed starkly visible, akin to nine radiant torches blazing across the void, etching the globe's full visage into his sight.

"Every one of the nine Wells of Heaven lies unsealed, all by Chen Huaian's own hand.

Such karmic bonds let us pinpoint that realm's exact spot!

At long last... the fusion can take place!"

A spark of glee flared in White Sword's eyes.

Emotions rarely crossed his face.

But in this instant, he quelled neither the rush of exhilaration nor the ambition surging within.

With a deep breath in and out, the sword qi encircling him rushed inward, all assimilating into his being.

The Cangyun Realm sand table at his front stirred untouched by breeze, its grains ascending like vital forms, coalescing into a golden "sand stream" that chased his fingertips and tunneled into his forehead's midst.

As the sand stream flooded steadily, undulations stirred in the emptiness at his rear, and that "Origin Core," like a floating inferno sun exuding primordial disarray, emerged gradually.

Now, the Origin Core's shell bore a layer of golden Dao Patterns.

As White Sword invoked his energy, those Dao Patterns quaked in tandem.

Each quake echoed in harmony with the cosmos, tolling a profound hum reminiscent of an elder bell's peal.

Straightaway, myriad silver-gray "Karmic Chains" lashed out from the core.

They sprawled through the void like a arachnid lattice, as though poised to rend the overhead heavens. They dug firmly into the void's abyss, extending toward a remote frontier.

White Sword's hands blurred in seal-forming, incantations flowing from his lips.

*Buzz buzz buzz—!*

The Origin Core quivered with escalating fury.

An intangible pull hauled the Karmic Chains, hurtling them toward Earth Star, shattering stellar veils, and latching precisely onto the nine swirls of Earth Star.

As the ultimate chain linked, the Origin Core blazed in brilliant splendor, and the space encircling White Sword wavered like fluid ripples.

He halted his energy's surge, and the area eased into tranquility.

Just the fervor buried in his gaze danced like fleeting flames.

"It's complete."

White Sword muttered: "All stands prepared; the final catalyst awaits. The twin realms shall slowly intertwine. What follows is mustering ample might to brace against that realm's Divine System."

The uproar White Sword unleashed here was considerable.

Yet by Tu Shan Yue and Real Person Jade Compassion's hurried arrival, serenity had reclaimed the scene.

"White Sword brother, weren't you supposed to visit me for a chess match today? Tricking me yet again!"

Tu Shan Yue toyed with her digits, her pursed mouth dangling as if for a sauce vial.

White Sword filled her thoughts entirely. His recent deeds? She brushed them aside without a second probe.

Solely Real Person Jade Compassion, attuned to the residual turbulent essence lingering in the air, wore a pensive air.

And furthermore...

The Sword Bearer seldom grinned.

Today, though, his mouth's edges resisted flattening.

A monumental shift had surely occurred!

"Oh, yes!" Recollection struck her abruptly, and she told White Sword, "Spirit Void Old Ghost has settled into the Moon Shadow Sect. Bathed in the sect's vast Destiny Energy and lush spiritual energy, his bottleneck can no longer be held at bay. Tribulation approaches swiftly... So, do we adhere to the prior scheme and dispatch him?"

White Sword, hands folded behind, mulled with closed eyes awhile, then replied coolly, "Spare his life."

Under Jade Compassion's baffled stare, he explained nonchalantly.

—"I require ample hands urgently now!"

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