Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 856.8: Bi Yuewu volunteered, Chen Huai'an followed.

Chapter 856.8: Bi Yuewu volunteered, then Chen Huai'an followed.

It was much like the strategy they employed against that monkey in the past.

However, that encounter with the monkey occurred before the current cycle began.

This Taotie proves significantly more challenging to handle than the monkey.

The monkey could be brought up to heaven to serve as the Protector of the Horses, but would they dare invite this Taotie? It would surely tear the entire Heavenly Palace limb from limb.

The ancient Fierce Beast lineage harbors a profound resentment toward the Heavenly Palace. Now, with the souls of many Fierce Beasts fused into Taotie, its hatred has intensified with every passing cycle.

When the Immortals and Gods tasked with hunting Taotie cross its path, it is a battle for survival.

As Shiqing's voice faded, the hall descended into a chilling silence.

The figure resting upon the Nine Dragon Mystic Jade Throne remained mute for a long while before ignoring Shiqing's inquiry and stating, "The shifting of the nine Wells of Heaven's positions is a grave affair. Who among you is prepared to descend, restore all nine Wells of Heaven to their rightful places, and evaluate the integrity of the Nine Heavens Mystic Refining Array?"

Every Immortal and God present was discerning; they could easily tell a grim assignment from a favorable one.

No sooner had the voice from the Nine Dragon Mystic Jade Throne ceased than a green-robed figure drifted from the back of the civil officials' ranks.

He wore a Daoist robe adorned with dark patterns, and a bronze compass etched with intricate Formation Patterns hung at his belt. His appearance was gaunt, but his eyes glowed with a sharp, shrewd intensity—this was Bi Yuewu of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, a master famed for his skill in constructing arrays. While his combat strength was only at the early True Immortal stage, his grasp of the Dao of Formations was profound.

"Your Majesty, I offer myself for the task." As Bi Yuewu saluted with cupped hands, the needle of his bronze compass twitched as if reacting to an unseen force. "The nine Wells of Heaven serve as the anchor for the Nine Heavens Mystic Refining Array. By tracing their origins through the Formation Patterns, I can restore them to their proper alignment and bolster the seals using my life-bound Array Disk to ensure perfection."

Following him, another Immortal dressed in earthen-yellow robes stepped forth—the Earth Vein Immortal Official responsible for the Lower Realm's ley lines.

Though his cultivation level was moderate, his deep expertise in the flow of earth veins made him the perfect candidate to aid Bi Yuewu in locating the Wells of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor’s cold, impenetrable divine light swept over them, and he replied dismissively, "Granted. Proceed without delay. Should there be any negligence, you shall bear the full responsibility."

The pair accepted the mandate and turned to depart from the chamber.

With this matter settled, the heavy pressure radiating from the throne surged.

"Kunlun Immortal Palace, have you prepared the premium Celestial Jade Marrow for this cycle?"

Before the echoes died away, a white-haired Immortal with a ruddy complexion stepped out—Patriarch Bixi the True One from Kunlun Immortal Palace.

With his crane-like hair and youthful features, he looked like the very picture of kindness, clutching a jade whisk.

Yet, no Immortal or God who had dealt with him would dare harbor such an illusion.

Approaching the throne, he bowed deeply. "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Kunlun Immortal Palace has prepared four pieces of premium Celestial Jade Marrow, ready for submission in the coming days."

"Four pieces?" The Heavenly Emperor’s tone turned frigid, flickering with rage through the dark golden divine light. "In previous cycles, eight was the minimum. Why has the yield been slashed by half?"

Patriarch Bixi trembled, icy sweat breaking across his brow. He prostrated himself, crying out, "Your Majesty, please contain your wrath! Our palace has not been idle, but a complication has emerged in the Lower Realm!

The Demon Race of the Blissful Wasteland and the monks of the Buddhist Kingdom have been contesting the Celestial Jade Marrow veins, sabotaging our mining operations. Kunlun Immortal Palace has suffered grievous losses and has struggled to secure even these four pieces.

Were it not for this disruption and the interference of these demons, we would not have failed you!"

His plea sounded desperate, yet his eyes betrayed unmistakable terror.

Every soul present understood the implications of a Celestial Essence shortage for the Heavenly Palace.

"The Demon Race shifts the Wells of Heaven, and the Buddhist Kingdom pilfers jade marrow..." The Heavenly Emperor sneered, his oppression crushing down like a mountain. "A pack of failures!"

He fixed his gaze on Patriarch Bixi. "Inform Hua Jin the True One immediately. Within three days, deliver those four pieces to the Heavenly Palace treasury. Otherwise, I will be forced to take... drastic measures to keep the Heavenly Palace functioning. None of you desire to witness that, do you?"

The threat chilled them to the marrow. The Immortals and Gods trembled in unison, haunted by memories of past terrors.

"I... I obey your decree!" Patriarch Bixi scrambled away, stumbling in his frantic retreat.

The hall felt frozen, shadows creeping silently across the floor.

Finally, the Heavenly Emperor turned back to the topic of Taotie. His voice was casual, yet carried an undeniable weight. "Taotie has emerged, throwing the Lower Realm into chaos. Which minister will volunteer to lead the forces and subdue it?"

The hall fell into a deathly hush.

All the Immortal Officials bowed their heads, barely daring to breathe.

The ghastly precedent of Shiqing’s True Soul being devoured was fresh in their memories.

Taotie was a natural predator to True Souls.

Sending Quasi-Immortals would be a death sentence. Even for a True Immortal performing a Divine Descent, the risk was extreme; a single misstep would ruin their foundation. Who in their right mind would gamble their cultivation path?

Sensing their hesitation, the Heavenly Emperor sweetened the offer. "Whoever triumphs over Taotie will be rewarded with three ten-thousand-year Peach of Immortality, one Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, and a seat in the Lingxiao Hall."

Even with such bounties, not a soul moved.

The typically ambitious officials remained as silent as cicadas in winter.

The divine light above the throne grew volatile, anger swelling.

"Since no one steps forward, I shall make the appointment myself."

The Heavenly Emperor’s eyes snapped to two individuals. "Kang Jin Long, Shi Huo Zhu, take three thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals; descend to the Lower Realm and capture Taotie!"

The two named officials stiffened, quickly forcing expressions of compliance as they bowed. "We obey your decree!"

Yet, the moment they averted their eyes, flashes of resentment betrayed them.

Kang Jin Long was a spear master, and Shi Huo Zhu wielded fierce flames. Both were True Immortals with significant power, but they were now pitted against an entity that countered them fundamentally.

A Divine Descent; victory brought limited glory, but defeat meant the destruction of their True Souls. It was a ruinous gamble.

Alas, one could not defy an Imperial edict. They gritted their teeth and accepted the order.

Shadows coiled behind them, watching as they retreated from the hall and vanished beyond the great gates.

…

"Ancestor, now that Senior Taotie has finished the vein refinement, is there any other task you require of this junior?"

Elsewhere, Chen Huaian had safely relocated Renshou.

He had originally planned to show Renshou the beautiful sights of Earth Star and introduce him to the local culture—such as the unique "big sword" massage.

However, judging by Renshou's expression, the junior was desperate to go home.

"What? Is this world not to your liking?" Chen Huaian asked with amusement. Among all the cultivators he had brought to Earth Star, Renshou’s reaction was unique.

"It is not that, Ancestor." Renshou sighed, cupping his hands. "While I have not seen all there is to see, following you on this journey has been an eye-opening experience. Those iron carriages on the roads, the pipes billowing smoke... I am deeply intrigued, but..."

He hesitated, suppressing his lingering fascination with this strange world.

"I believe I have gained a new perspective from witnessing Senior Taotie. There is a chance for me to break through my current bottleneck.

Earth Star is magnificent, but I value the progress of my cultivation more. Only by advancing can I truly fight for you when the future storms arrive, Ancestor."

He certainly knew how to smooth talk.

Chen Huaian looked at Renshou with newfound respect.

He clapped Renshou on the shoulder and chuckled. "Excellent. Having such resolve is enough.

The path of cultivation demands focus. Seizing a moment of Enlightenment is your stroke of Fortune."

His tone was filled with approval. "There will be plenty of time to enjoy Earth Star later. For now, prioritize your breakthrough."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Huaian produced the Sect Summoning Token and tossed it to Renshou.

"This is the Sect Summoning Token. Crush it to trigger a teleportation channel leading directly to the Cangyun Realm's gates.

Go, focus your mind on cultivation. Once you achieve greatness, This Venerable One will take you to witness even more wonders."

Renshou accepted the token with a deep bow. "Thank you, Ancestor! I will live up to your faith, break through my limits, and return to serve you soon!"

He shattered the token. A ripple of space encased his form, and in a heartbeat, he vanished, leaving only a faint trail of Spiritual Energy behind.

Shortly after Renshou’s departure, the Sect Summoning Token returned to Chen Huaian's hand.

He stowed it away, wove his hands into seals, and closed his eyes to locate Zhang Yibai.

He needed to see how things were progressing on that front.

His Divine Sense flowed outward like a web, scanning the mountains and plains of Earth Star. But as it brushed against a distant region, it hit a wall of static.

Just as Chen Huai'an prepared to probe deeper, a violent tremor shackled the heavens above.

Glancing upward, he saw the clear sky overtaken by deep golden clouds and mist.

Through the roiling clouds, two brilliant star mansions broke from their orbits, hurtling toward the earth like flaming projectiles.

The light they emitted was searing, not of mundane fire, but of spiritual energy infused with the power of Immortals.

Wherever they streaked, the air scorched and reality itself rippled.

More terrifying was the crushing, boundless majesty pressing down from the Nine Heavens, as if the very cosmos were peering down at the planet.

The aura was cold, heavy, and utterly devoid of mercy, forcing even Chen Huaian to catch his breath.

This was the true aura of an Immortal, incomparable and far superior to any local Ascender.

He attempted to weave his seals again to trace the landing, but his Divine Sense collided with the Immortal majesty and shattered like glass.

He could not find Zhang Yibai; he could not even pinpoint the descent of these star mansions.

He felt only a lingering sensation of twilight and Immortal might before it vanished into the distance.

"Fascinating." Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes. "Just as Muscle Tyrant succeeds, someone from the Immortal Realm crashes the party... But these Immortals aren't heading toward Muscle Tyrant. They are targeting the site where the last of the Celestial Jade Marrow was produced—right where Chen Niu dragged those four Demon Sealing Pagodas."

Getting involved might draw unwanted eyes from the Muscle Tyrant situation.

But since this was elsewhere, why not go catch the show?

With a flash, his form shifted into pure sword radiance, vanishing into thevoid as he followed the lingering trail of Immortal majesty.