Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 900: North-South Green Bean Haimi

Starry Sky Great Forest, Core Zone.

The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder, and rivers of blood flowed abundantly.

Huff… Huff…

Bixixi leaned heavily on her scepter, her chest heaving with exertion.

Her once pristine papal robes were now a tattered mess, soaked in blood,

making it impossible to discern whose it was—the World Beasts' or her own.

At her feet lay the Purple-Gold Flame Bear, its chest a ruin of two gaping wounds. It was on the verge of death, its labored breaths the last gasps of a titan. Beside it, the Jadewater Jiao, its tail severed by a swift blade, writhed in agony. Its colossal body, peppered with countless injuries, bled into pools on the ground. It had succumbed to a deep coma, joining the Flame Bear in defeat.

One woman, battling two hundred-thousand-year World Beasts from the Core Zone.

And she had emerged victorious.

However, the cost was immense.

Of the thirty Red-robed Deacons who had accompanied her, fewer than five could still stand. Even the few Peak Battle Masters among them were all wounded, their fighting spirit extinguished.

As for Bixixi herself, her strength was utterly depleted. She could fight no more.

Should another hundred-thousand-year World Beast dare to appear now, she would have no choice but to make a tactical retreat.

"Begin clearing the battlefield…"

Bixixi uttered these words, but her voice faltered, catching in her throat.

The reason? The relentless roars of the beasts echoing from the depths of the forest had abruptly ceased.

This was not a gradual calm, but an instantaneous silence, as if an unseen hand had choked all sound, plunging the entire area into a deathly hush.

Even the wind seemed to hold its breath, the very air thickening, pressing down with an oppressive weight that made breathing a struggle.

*Thump.*

The earth trembled once.

*Thump.*

Another tremor followed.

This time, the debris scattered near Bixixi's feet was tossed half a meter into the air.

An aura of ancient desolation, coupled with an overwhelming draconic majesty, surged from the forest's heart like a predatory tsunami.

The few surviving Peak Battle Masters, who had just begun to exhale in relief, suddenly felt their knees buckle. Under the titanic pressure, they were forced to their knees involuntarily!

It was a primal suppression that resonated deep within their bloodlines.

"What… what is this…"

Bixixi's face drained of all color as she struggled to lift her gaze.

On the periphery of her vision, the ancient, sky-obscuring trees began to yield.

No, they were being obliterated.

A beast of unfathomable scale emerged slowly from the encroaching shadows.

Towering over a hundred zhang high, its body was clad in thick, bronze-colored scales. A formidable ridge of sword-like bone spikes ran down its spine, reminiscent of an ancient spinosaurus. Its forelimbs, disproportionately small and stubby, nevertheless glinted with a sharp, void-tearing light.

Most remarkably, crowning its broad, ferocious head, were a pair of delicate… cat ears.

"This… it can't be…"

The Medicine Battle Master's eyes widened in sheer terror.

In his extensive travels in search of rare medicinal herbs, he had encountered many a legend. Among them was a whispered tale of a true king residing within the Starry Sky Great Forest—a million-year World Beast of singular, bizarre appearance.

The very name of this World Beast was—North-South Green Bean Haimi!

It was rumored to be a direct descendant of the Golden Dragon King, the undisputed sovereign of this very forest.

Each of its steps sent ripples of stress through the fabric of space. Its dull, yellow vertical pupils swept across the scene with utter indifference, like an elephant regarding ants beneath its feet.

"Roar…"

A low growl emanated from its throat. It produced no earth-shattering shockwave, yet Bixixi felt as if her skull had been struck by a colossal hammer, blood gushing from her seven facial orifices.

"My… treasure…"

The million-year-old North-South Green Bean Haimi spoke in the common tongue, its voice resonating like a monumental bell.

Disregarding everyone else, its massive, seemingly cumbersome form moved with lightning speed, appearing almost instantly before Bixixi.

It harbored the certainty that its treasured artifact had been pilfered by the humans present.

And Bixixi, being the most powerful among them, was its primary suspect.

Therefore, by subduing Bixixi, it believed it might uncover the treasure's whereabouts.

"Begone!"

Faced with the charging million-year World Beast, Bixixi shrieked, her voice choked with pure terror.

In the ensuing moment, the Fallen Angel Phantom manifesting behind her erupted in black flames, its nine World Rings detonating in unison—a final, desperate gambit.

However.

Haimi merely flicked one of its stubby forelimbs with casual disdain.

*Smack.*

Like swatting aside a bothersome fly.

The Fallen Angel Phantom disintegrated instantly, its dark flames extinguished without a trace.

*Boom—!*

Bixixi’s entire being was propelled backward like a cannonball,

crashing violently into a distant mountain range kilometers away, her fate left uncertain.

"Your Holiness!!"

The remaining few Battle Masters cried out in utter despair.

Haimi didn't even spare a glance at the individuals behind it. It lowered its massive head, its enormous nostrils flaring as it desperately sniffed the very spot where Chen Huaian had recently concocted the pill. Yet, there was nothing. Absolutely nothing.

The 'treasure' it had sensed, its beacon of hope for breaking through its bottleneck, had turned out to be… a deception.

"ROAR————!!!"

The sheer fury of being tricked instantly extinguished the remaining rationality of this million-year-old Fierce Beast. It unleashed a deafening roar towards the heavens, the bony protrusions along its spine erupting with a brilliant cyan luminescence.

*Boom!* A wave of cyan energy radiated outwards from the beast as its epicenter. The surrounding forest, extending for a radius of ten li, was instantly annihilated, reduced to mere dust.

It was precisely at the instant this powerful energy surge erupted that, concealed in a secluded spot, the formation that had been hidden all along shattered like fragile glass. Emerging from the now-dissipated illusion was a man clad in white, his expression utterly composed, and beside him, Li Qingran, her face etched with raw panic.

"THERE!!!"

Haimi's vertically slit pupils instantly fixated on Li Qingran. Even through the protective barrier of the formation, it had detected the source: the most potent, most alluring residual medicinal fragrance was emanating from this human girl!

"Devouring you… will allow me to break through…"

Haimi descended into a frenzy. Its colossal body launched itself forward with astonishing speed, eclipsing the sky above. A monstrous shadow immediately engulfed Li Qingran. Its maw, vast enough to swallow a small hill, trailing a foul, putrid wind of destruction, descended with thunderous force towards the minuscule figure of the girl.

"Qingran!!"

From the distant ruins, Bixixi, herself grievously wounded and covered in blood, had only just managed to crawl free when she witnessed the scene that sent an icy chill down her spine. That was the future hope of her Battle Soul Hall! That was the very key to her ambition of ruling the continent! It was all over. Everything had concluded. Under the world-ending, heaven-shattering might of a million-year-old beast, there would be no more miracles.

Li Qingran remained frozen, rooted to the spot, utterly incapable of even initiating the motion to draw her sword. She could only watch in helpless despair as the maw, like a black hole of death, descended, the shadow of oblivion consuming her very vision.

However.

Just as the foul, deathly wind was about to brush against Li Qingran's hair.

*Swish.* A figure clad in white appeared, interjecting without the slightest warning. He positioned himself directly between the descending, mountain-like beast and her.

He was dressed in simple white robes, his frame appearing as fragile as a piece of paper. Compared to the hundred-zhang-tall Haimi, he was so insignificant he could barely be considered a mote of dust. Yet, this mere speck of dust slowly raised his right hand.

Not to grasp a sword.

Instead, he spread his five fingers, palm facing upwards, adopting a posture of "holding up."

The entire scene seemed to freeze at this critical moment. Time itself felt stretched infinitely, allowing everyone to witness with absolute clarity that pale, slender, almost scholarly-looking hand gently pressing against Haimi's jaw, which was covered in impossibly hard scales.

"Too noisy."

Chen Huaian's brows furrowed slightly, his tone laced with a hint of impatience. "Scram."

The very instant his words concluded.

His palm shifted infinitesimally. *Boom————!!!* A sound, not necessarily heavy, but incredibly crisp and clear, exploded across the heavens and earth. It was the sound of space itself shattering.

At the precise point where Chen Huaian's palm made contact, the very fabric of space fractured inch by inch, like shattered glass, revealing chaotic currents of black void. Immediately thereafter, that peerless million-year World Beast—Haimi—a creature capable of casually swatting away the Pope with a single blow, had its mountain-like, colossal body instantaneously bent into a parabolic arc!

It didn't even have the chance to utter a single scream. *Boom!!!* Its gigantic form, propelled like a kicked soccer ball, rocketed backward at a speed ten times faster than its approach! Sonic booms erupted in concentric circles in its wake. It tore through the air, smashed through dense forests, obliterated distant mountain ranges, carving a terrifying chasm tens of li long, ultimately transforming into a fleeting meteor that vanished at the distant horizon.

Before Chen Huaian, only a few slowly drifting cyan scales remained, silently testifying to the existence of that monstrous entity moments prior.

Chen Huaan retracted his hand, his gaze fixed upon the newly gouged canyon left by the million-year World Beast's violent trajectory, his eyes narrowing slightly. "I can feel it," he murmured to himself, the corner of his mouth twitching into a chilling, ferocious grin that sent shivers down Bixixi's spine: "The sensation of lifting the next layer of 'seal'!"

...

A mysterious mental state.