Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 869: Cangyun Mountain and River Map

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Upper Realm Cloud Pavilion in Cangyun Realm.

Crisp *tock-tock* sounds rang out rhythmically as White Sword's fingers tapped lightly on the go board.

"Forcing the pace of growth..."

The words of Real Person Jade Compassion were murmured again by him. Within his eyes, forever veiled by frost, an uncommon spark of reflection surfaced.

"That's not wrong."

"A bunch of immortals with empty realms who have never even seen blood. On the battlefield, they'd just be higher-grade rations for that Divine System of Earth Star."

"Since that's the case, then give them time."

His eyes fixed on the nothingness ahead, he mulled over it briefly before suddenly stretching his right hand out to the hazy, vacant sky next to him.

"Come out."

Just two simple words.

*Whoosh—*

A thunderous rush of a massive river erupted from the void's depths.

It wasn't only water's clamor; it echoed the passage of time itself.

There, a boundless river without beginning or end, glowing with silvery-white luster, got dragged from oblivion by White Sword's peerless immortal force.

This was the River of Time.

Myriad years of Cangyun Realm surged along it. Births, deaths, rises, and falls—all subject to a mere whim.

"ROAR!!"

An immense roar from a timeless dragon boomed.

Inside the river, a white dragon formed entirely from time's laws writhed in fury.

Every scale captured life's endless cycles. Every breath heralded eras' decay and renewal.

It raged. It thundered.

As time's very manifestation, how could it bow to any creature's command?

However.

White Sword only tilted his head down a bit, his detached gaze delivering a frosty stare.

Nothing but a single look.

*Hum.*

The Time Dragon, which had been stirring tempests to shatter its bonds, went rigid like fossilized stone in an instant.

It perceived... the mandate of Heaven.

Refusal spelled utter destruction.

"Come here."

White Sword lifted his hand and clenched toward the air.

The Time Dragon, spanning tens of thousands of feet, issued a resentful whimper. Its form swiftly contracted,

eventually turning into a thread of untainted silvery-white glow that submissively wrapped around White Sword's fingertip.

"With heaven and earth as paper."

White Sword gathered his right fingers into a sword shape. With fingertip as brush and dragon as ink, he drew across the span of void before him.

*Swish, swish, swish—*

His sword-fingers moved nimbly.

The path was profoundly esoteric and arcane.

Each stroke reshaped the laws of space; each line brimmed with time power thick enough to touch.

Mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars.

In only a handful of breaths.

A dynamic scroll, emanating an aura of profound antiquity, materialized at his fingertips.

"Condense."

White Sword spoke the quiet order.

The scroll promptly took solid form, becoming a three-foot-long roll emitting soft silver light, and settled into his palm.

This was an immortal artifact.

Its tier defied description.

By Cangyun Realm's grading, no category fit this immortal artifact.

But it was surely a divine item that would ignite madness in cultivators of other realms, while filling them with hopelessness.

"This object shall be called the [Cangyun Mountains and Rivers Scroll]."

White Sword regarded the creation in his grasp, voice level, as though he'd idly shaped a simple figurine.

He tossed it forth casually.

The scroll became a beam of light, tore through the realm barrier, and landed right in the hands of Lower Realm's Real Person Jade Compassion.

At the same time, his chilling voice boomed inside Jade Compassion's mind:

"This scroll is named the Cangyun Mountains and Rivers Scroll! It contains a world within itself!"

"I have sealed three thousand years of time within it, distorting the flow of time inside."

"An instant outside... is three thousand years inside."

Real Person Jade Compassion, who rode a beam of light in flight, jolted hard at these words, almost tumbling from the heavens.

An instant equals three thousand years?!

What sort of defying-the-heavens art was this?!

Before her astonishment could fade, White Sword's voice rang on, laced with frigid brutality:

"All who pass the talent and temperament test are to be thrown into the scroll."

"Three thousand years is enough for even a pig to cultivate into an immortal."

"But remember this."

"These three thousand years are time I have forcibly compressed.

Within it, there is no mortal world, no karma, only endless monotony and cultivation."

"Even geniuses, lingering too long within, will see their divine souls crumble under time's relentless corrosion."

"Those who emerge could be immortals."

"Or maybe..."

White Sword halted, a derisive curve forming at his lip's edge.

"...they turn into bands of soulless beasts, or utter madmen."

Real Person Jade Compassion clutched the frost-chilled scroll, a icy jolt surging to her crown.

"This..." her mind couldn't resist sending back, "Isn't the cost way too steep? If they all go insane, how will they battle?"

"Madmen serve better."

No emotion stirred in White Sword's tone.

"The Heavenly Dao lacks all sentiment; the Supreme Being must shed emotions entirely."

"Though flawed, this Mountains and Rivers Scroll severs their pointless mortal ties, forging them into tools of slaughter and loyalty alone."

"This... is my gift to them."

The transmission ended abruptly.

Real Person Jade Compassion floated midair, gripping the [Cangyun Mountains and Rivers Scroll] firmly.

A gift?

Erasing feelings, reducing humans to automatons—this counts as a gift?

Her head lifted instinctively, eyes fixing on the far-off Upper Realm Cloud Pavilion.

Despite the vast emptiness between, she nearly glimpsed that solitary figure before the go board, locked in deadlock.

Opposite him sat Tu Shan Yue.

The Nine-Tails Heavenly Fox whose gaze brimmed with devotion to him.

"If someone truly achieves emotionless supremacy..."

Real Person Jade Compassion eyed the scroll, a bizarre ridiculousness swelling in her chest.

"If the mundane world seems like mere weeds, affections mere weights..."

"Then why... do you let Tu Shan Yue remain at your side?"

"Why halt your Go game over one mere word from her?"

"Ah—!" Real Person Jade Compassion sighed deeply. "Have you truly cut off everything without residue?"

The winds stirred.

They billowed her daoist robes.

Real Person Jade Compassion reined in her tangled emotions, her eyes hardening with resolve again.

No matter if White Sword fooled himself, she must clench her teeth and fulfill this command.

*Boom!*

One step ahead, and her form vanished instantly.

In the next instant.

Moon Shadow Sect, Ascension Platform.

Beyond the [Heart-Refining Demon-Slaying Formation] overseen by the avatar "Chen Huaian."

A grand, boundless, domineering True Immortal presence crashed down out of nowhere.

Auspicious clouds blanketed miles, beams of glory poured in countless rays.

Real Person Jade Compassion, horsetail whisk in hand, draped in heavenly radiance robes, alighted gracefully on the lofty platform, akin to a celestial deity gracing the mortal realm from the Nine Heavens.

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