Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 891: Can't Be Saved

"Golden Dragon King, a terrible event has transpired!"

The Golden Dragon King had barely returned from the Endless Sea and alighted, not even having settled onto his seat when the Silver Dragon King rushed to seek him out.

"What is it?" The Golden Dragon King's heart gave a jolt. "Could it be that something has befallen Li Qingran? Was she ultimately slain? We even bestowed upon her the Million-Year World Ring. If she still met her end with that, then truly, nothing can be done!"

The Golden Dragon King felt a turbulent mix of apprehension, dread, and a sliver of elation.

As the apex of combat prowess within the Canglan World, he and the Silver Dragon King had basked in tranquil existences, from time to time engaging in skirmishes merely to keep their muscles limber and their skills honed. Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao and White Sword from the Cangyun Realm had intruded, administering beatings akin to those inflicted upon stray dogs, without so much as a preamble. Who could possibly endure such an onslaught?

While subjected to the drubbing, the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings had, as expected, offered their submission. Yet, in the aftermath, they were burdened with a plethora of tasks, compelled to scurry about in servitude to an ant...

Any moments of respite only served to amplify their simmering resentment the more they contemplated their predicament. Recently, White Sword and the Cangyun Realm's Heavenly Dao had relaxed their vigilance over the affairs of the Canglan World. Their suppressed rebellious sentiments inevitably surged, a mindset that reached its zenith when Li Qingran audaciously breached protocol, demanding the Million-Year World Ring ahead of schedule.

The Gold and Silver Dragon Kings were convinced that Li Qingran was merely a junior dispatched from the Cangyun Realm for experiential growth. While she might possess an obscure lineage, her significance certainly could not rival that of the Canglan World's divine beings or that of the two Dragon Kings themselves. After all, it would require considerable time for Li Qingran to mature into a formidable combatant. In contrast, the Canglan deities and the pair of Dragon Kings constituted elite forces, ready for immediate deployment. Hadn't White Sword foretold an impending grand conflict arising from the merger of the two realms? Furthermore, had they not dangled the tantalizing prospect of shared resources? Logically, readily available high-tier combat power would be preferable; any sentient being with a modicum of intelligence would arrive at the same conclusion.

Thus, after prolonged deliberation between the two Dragon Kings, their attentiveness towards Li Qingran waned. They would execute the directives issued by White Sword and the Cangyun Heavenly Dao, but absolved themselves of any further guarantees. In truth, the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings harbored a fervent hope that this troublesome Li Qingran would vanish entirely from the Canglan World. Naturally, this disappearance could not be directly orchestrated by them; it had to unfold organically, leaving no room for White Sword and the Cangyun Realm's Heavenly Dao to levy accusations. Even if White Sword were to erupt in fury over Li Qingran's demise, he would scarcely go so far as to pronounce capital punishment upon the two Dragon Kings.

This very reasoning underpinned the Golden Dragon King's complex emotional state at that precise juncture. However, the Silver Dragon King continued to shake his head vehemently.

"Nay, it is not Li Qingran who faces peril, but rather our Son of the Realm! He has succumbed to the influence of darkness!"

"Son of the Realm?" The Golden Dragon King appeared perplexed, then realization dawned. "Tang Er, Tang Ritian's son? How did he fall to darkness? Was that World Beast maiden not rescued? Should he not be lying low, opposing the Battle Soul Hall?"

The Silver Dragon King paused, his expression solemn, before uttering, "His father has perished."

Golden Dragon King: "..."

"Hmph? Tang Ritian is dead? How could that be? He is a Peak Battle Master; who possesses the might to vanquish him?"

Silver Dragon King: "Li Qingran is the perpetrator."

Golden Dragon King: "..."

The troublesome individual appeared once more. However, how could Li Qingran possibly be the one to dispatch Tang Ritian? Merely possessing the Million-Year World Ring—setting aside the possibility of her succumbing to an explosion from its absorption—besides, the Ancient Mountain-Sea Whale did not yield willingly; its soul is intrinsically bound to the World Ring. Whether Li Qingran could even overcome the vengeful spirit of the Ancient Mountain-Sea Whale remained a considerable question. Even if she achieved victory, the absorption of the World Ring necessitates a period of time, does it not? For a ring of such immense magnitude as a million-year artifact, absorption would require at minimum half a year, perhaps even a full year. Li Qingran is far from divine!

"Recount the precise sequence of events," the Golden Dragon King commanded, resolving to first grasp the complete narrative. "That Li Qingran also possesses a Battle Soul, correct? A Humanoid Battle Soul."

The Silver Dragon King spoke with careful deliberation, "We paid little heed to the identity of that Humanoid Battle Soul at the time. It has now come to light that this Humanoid Battle Soul is, in fact, her husband. That individual hails from the Cangyun Realm. We remain uncertain as to the circumstances surrounding his transformation into a Battle Soul..."

Humanoid Battle Soul.

The Golden Dragon King's countenance grew somber.

He and the Silver Dragon King had nearly grasped every rule within the Canglan World, yet the creation of a Humanoid Battle Soul remained beyond their reach.

This predicament strongly suggested that the Humanoid Battle Soul was a manifestation of the Cangyun Realm's rule power, given that the Heavenly Dao level of the Cangyun Realm surpassed that of the Canglan Realm.

Such an extraordinary occurrence indicated that this Humanoid Battle Soul was far from ordinary.

Indeed, the Silver Dragon King elaborated further, "That Humanoid Battle Soul annihilated the soul of the Ancient Mountain-Sea Whale in a single breath. It then utilized the subsequent breath to merge with the World Ring and unleash its might, and in the third breath, it sent Tang Ritian flying.

The peak Battle Master, Tang Ritian, was treated like a mere plaything by it. Subsequently, it pursued and vanquished Tang Ritian with a solitary sword strike. I attempted to intervene, but it was regrettably too late."

"It is no wonder Tang Er's path turned towards darkness,"

The Golden Dragon King uttered a sigh.

Originally, the established narrative dictated that Tang Er's descent into darkness would be intrinsically linked to Little Rabbit.

However, this was intended not as a true corruption, but rather as a form of advancement.

Without such a catalyst, how could one evolve into a genuine powerhouse?

But now, an unforeseen variable had emerged. Tang Er had clearly not yet matured to the stage where he could endure witnessing the violent demise of a loved one. Furthermore, he had only recently reunited with his father, only for him to perish within a few hours—just like that. *Snap*.

There was absolutely no period of adjustment.

Nevertheless, this was a minor concern.

"Resurrect his father," the Golden Dragon King commanded with newfound calm. "Devise a plausible explanation, perhaps a fortuitous encounter or something similar... Ensure his father is returned!"

"Returned... it's impossible to return him," the Silver Dragon King stammered, retracting slightly.

"Why is that?" the Golden Dragon King inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"His soul has been scattered, precluding entry into the Cycle of Reincarnation," the Silver Dragon King whispered, his shoulders hunching further. "The sword art wielded by that Battle Soul transcends the established rules of our Canglan Realm... Tang Ritian's soul has been completely disintegrated. He cannot be salvaged..."

The Golden Dragon King was rendered speechless.

Was this not a catastrophic development?

The Son of the Realm had turned to darkness and fallen from grace. If something were to befall him, what would become of the Destiny Energy crucial for the Canglan World's continued existence?

At this critical juncture, everything hinged upon Tang Er!

The significance of a Son of the Realm to a world was immeasurable. The perpetuation and fortification of a world necessitated individuals endowed with profound Destiny Energy to guide its path.

Certain worlds lacking a 'Son of the Realm' graced with substantial Destiny Energy were compelled to 'borrow' such individuals from other realms. This practice was the genesis of Transgressors.

Tang Er, it transpired, was precisely a Child of Destiny that the Canglan World's consciousness had 'borrowed' from another dimension.

Whether this 'borrowing' would eventually be repaid depended entirely on whether the world from which the Child of Destiny originated held sufficient allure to retain them.

Numerous worlds teetering on the precipice of annihilation often depended solely on a single Son of the Realm to engineer their salvation.

While the Canglan World was not presently facing imminent destruction, its custodians, the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings, naturally aspired for its continuous growth and enhancement, desiring an ever-increasing roster of pawns like Tang Er, these Sons of the Realm, under their ultimate command.

"Is there any conceivable resolution?" the Silver Dragon King ventured cautiously.

This unprecedented predicament had arisen for the first time.

Previously, they were the architects of scripts that shaped the trajectory of the entire worldline. Scenarios deviating from the intended development simply did not occur.

However, it appeared that ever since Li Qingran's integration into the Canglan World, a cascade of miscalculations had ensued.

"There are two potential avenues forward..." the Golden Dragon King declared, his expression etched with gravity:

"Either, we must facilitate the Son of the Realm's self-resolution of the underlying cause of his descent into darkness... Or, we are left with no alternative but to replace the Son of the Realm entirely."

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