Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 879: Don't Blame Me for Ruthless Destruction

Chapter 879: Don't Blame Me for Ruthless Destruction

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Cangyun Realm.

The Slanted Moon Three Stars Cave, this was originally the cave dwelling where Chen Huaian resided.

Following a spatial fluctuation, the "Cangyun Realm avatar" hidden in subspace completely vanished, its traces instantly erased, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Real Person Jade Compassion, who was presiding over the Ascension Assembly on the Ascension Platform, paused for a moment. Her beautiful eyes glanced towards the Slanted Moon Three Stars Cave, as if sensing something.

She looked up at the sky again.

In a daze, she felt as though some change had occurred.

But then again, it seemed like nothing had changed.

In a patch of darkness.

There was only a gourd and a sword.

Chen Huaian bent down to pick up the gourd and the sword. The gourd looked utterly ordinary; shaking it gently, he could hear the sound of wine sloshing inside.

However, the next second.

That gourd suddenly "whooshed" into a streak of golden light and shot into the center of his forehead.

Then...

Chen Huaian froze.

A whole heap of things had appeared deep within his Sea of Consciousness and his Divine Soul.

[Electronic Girlfriend Log], [Electronic Girlfriend Shop], [Character Panel], [Player Inventory]... These things, which originally belonged to the Electronic Girlfriend System, were now all his possessions.

He no longer needed to go through the [Electronic Girlfriend System] to exchange for items in the [Electronic Girlfriend Shop]. That had actually been a kind of equivalent exchange—paying a certain amount of spirit jade or Spirit Stones to obtain resources of corresponding value.

Of course, most of these resources were useless for his current cultivation level.

Simultaneously, the prices of these resources were now only one-tenth of what they were before. For example, a top-grade Thunderfire Talisman, originally priced at 100 top-grade spirit jade, now only required 10 pieces of top-grade spirit jade.

Only now did Chen Huaian finally have a sudden realization.

Why he had always felt the middle corpse was familiar.

So familiar that it felt like the middle corpse had always been by his side.

"So... you were the Electronic Girlfriend System hidden in my phone?"

Chen Huaian murmured to himself.

Usually, communicating with the Electronic Girlfriend System would get a response.

But now, the middle corpse had willingly sacrificed itself and been devoured by him.

The Electronic Girlfriend System had become an inanimate object for resource exchange.

It could no longer pop up strange and bizarre options.

"So, you usually took a ninety percent markup from me?!"

Chen Huaian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Legend said the middle corpse was greedy for wealth, and seeing it today confirmed that wasn't wrong.

However, thinking carefully, the reason he was able to thrive in the Cangyun Realm was thanks to the container the middle corpse specifically crafted for him in the Cangyun Realm—that avatar.

And now, the power of that avatar had also fused into him, becoming the nourishment for his Nirvana rebirth.

But the price was—the middle corpse had completely vanished.

Its consciousness no longer existed.

Only these relics remained, proving it had once existed.

"Then, what about this sword..."

Chen Huaian picked up the long sword.

He originally thought this was a weapon the middle corpse left for him.

But upon closer inspection, that didn't seem to be the case.

He already had the Chaos Divine Sword, and the sword left by the middle corpse seemed more like a bridge, like a Moonlight Treasure Box. It carried condensed, obscure rules of power, seemingly able to allow him to descend to another world in some form.

And when he grasped this sword.

When his Divine Soul probed into it.

These rules had already taken effect.

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Consciousness rapidly sank.

That white, empty space quickly receded into the distance. Darkness surged like a tide, but it was no longer cold. Instead, it carried a long-lost, reassuring warmth.

Immediately after, a cacophony of noise exploded.

Noisy, chaotic, filled with a nostalgic, human liveliness.

"...Captain!! What's wrong?!"

"Goddess Qingran!"

"Hurry! Where are the healing Soul Masters?"

"The match isn't over yet! Who told you to get on the stage? Get down!"

"What is that? Look over there!"

Chen Huaian's eyelids fluttered.

The smell of blood.

And the smell of something burning.

Sausage? Corn-flavored.

And also...

A long-lost, familiar fragrance.

That body scent that haunted his dreams.

Coming from his little disciple, his Dao Companion—Li Qingran.

He would never forget the scent on Li Qingran in his lifetime.

He had long engraved everything about Li Qingran into his very bones and blood.

But... why could he feel his little disciple's aura so intensely now?

Could it be...

"Master!"

A cry filled with surprise and utter disbelief completely jolted Chen Huaian awake.

He opened his eyes.

He discovered this was no longer the alternate space where he debated the Dao with the middle corpse.

Nor was it the place of certain death beneath the Nine Heavens, before the South Heaven Gate, where he was crushed by the cosmic principles of heaven and earth wielded by Taishang Laojun.

This was an arena.

Chen Huaian looked around.

He saw the circular stands packed with people.

Deafening waves of shouts and cheers crashed over him layer upon layer, pounding against his eardrums.

The clothing styles on the spectators were bizarre—fitted garments adorned with bright silver patterns, beast bone pendants hanging from their waists, some with intricately carved metal boxes strapped to their backs—completely different from the Daoist robes of the Cangyun Realm or the casual wear of Earth Star.

His gaze then fell to his side.

Li Qingran was kneeling on the ground, her plain white skirt stained with specks of blood. Her originally neatly tied-up long hair was disheveled, clinging to her pale cheeks.

Her hand was stretched out towards him, fingertips trembling slightly.

Her eyes were filled with the ecstatic joy of something lost and regained, mixed with lingering fear.

Chen Huaian's Adam's apple bobbed. He wanted to call her name.

But not a single word could come out.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch Li Qingran's face.

But his fingertips passed straight through her hair, grasping only an empty gust of wind.

A chill shot from his fingertips up his spine.

Chen Huaian looked down at his own hand.

He was clad in white robes, but his palm was translucent, almost transparent.

—This was clearly not how a physical body should look.

Had he become a lonely wisp of a soul?

No... that's not right.

He could still tell if he was just a remnant soul or not.

His current state was somewhere between a physical body and a Divine Soul, a completely new condition.

Considering he encountered Li Qingran, and this was a completely new world—that could only be the Cangyun Realm—then, his current situation... he had probably turned into Li Qingran's Battle Soul?

Holy moly.

The corner of Chen Huaian's mouth twitched.

While he was still reeling with shock and doubt, a furious roar exploded.

"Mother's Embrace! Heavenly Net!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Blackish-red vines burst from the ground, like venomous snakes hissing, whistling sharply as they coiled over.

The surface of the vines gleamed with a cold, hard metallic sheen, their thorns flashing with a deep-blue poisonous light. In the blink of an eye, they wove into an impenetrable net, tightly wrapping him and Li Qingran at its center.

At the edge of the arena, Tang Er slowly retracted his fist and let out a sigh of relief.

Li Qingran suddenly vomiting blood and collapsing just now was a golden opportunity.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune wasn't honorable.

But what he wanted was the championship, those two pieces of external World Bones.

What did face matter?

But he still had doubts in his mind—what was that white-robed figure that suddenly appeared beside the girl? He didn't see a Battle Soul possession, nor did he sense any Battle Power fluctuations. Could it be some special battle technique? It couldn't possibly be a Battle Soul, could it?

Wasn't this girl's Battle Soul a sword?

Even if she had twin Battle Souls like him, there shouldn't be a humanoid Battle Soul.

Tang Er couldn't figure it out, his brow furrowed tightly.

He clenched one hand into a loose fist, Battle Power surging at his fingertips.

Creak, creak—!

The vines within the net immediately began to contract.

He had a good idea.

At this level, the vine thorns should have already pierced Li Qingran's clothing.

Another half-inch inward, and they would penetrate flesh.

"Surrender."

Tang Er's voice was cold and hard as iron, echoing across the arena.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and destroying the flower."

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