Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 989: A Heart Yearning for Home

Chen Huaian returned to the boundary wall of the Canglan Realm.

Li Qingran saw him and immediately rushed over, her big eyes scanning him from head to toe, her brows filled with concern:

"Husband, are you alright? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

She nervously examined Chen Huaian's face. When she saw that familiar warmth and affection in his eyes, which now carried the majesty of a Saint, all the anxious thoughts that had been running through her mind vanished like smoke.

Master was still the same Master.

Even though he had become a Sword Saint, he was still himself.

"I'm not hurt." Chen Huaian patted Li Qingran's head:

"Didn't you see? Your Master became a Saint in one step, then cut down all those clueless bastards with a single sword strike."

"I did see..." Li Qingran looked away, pouting slightly: "So what~ Even if I saw it, can't I still ask?"

This was a passive effect of the Laws he now embodied. He didn't want to do it, but nothing could escape his perception.

"What you're most worried about isn't whether I'm hurt, is it?"

"I..." Li Qingran, caught off guard by being seen through, blushed and mumbled softly: "It's... isn't it because I was afraid Master wouldn't acknowledge me anymore..."

"How could that be?"

"Why couldn't it?" Li Qingran threw herself into Chen Huaian's arms, her little mouth puckering as she pounded his chest with her tiny fists: "Everyone says that to become a Saint, you have to Sever the Three Corpses, letting go of all emotions and attachments, so you can fully merge with the Dao.

Master has become a Saint, celebrated by heaven and earth. How was I supposed to know if there's still a place for me in your heart?"

Chen Huaian laughed at that, took her little fists and pressed them against his chest, saying gently:

"Then feel it now, okay? Is there a place for you in your Master's heart?"

Li Qingran was confused at first, but the next moment, she froze.

A gentle, flowing stream of intent penetrated directly into her Sea of Consciousness.

It was as if a door had been gently pushed open, and she tumbled unexpectedly into the depths of another person's heart.

Li Qingran closed her eyes instinctively.

The next moment, countless warm, fragmented images flooded her mind—

It was when she first became his disciple, timidly clutching Chen Huaian's robes and calling him Master. In his heart, she was still that stubborn little girl.

It was when she was learning swordsmanship, how patiently he guided her hand by hand.

It was beneath the peach orchard under the moonlight, listening to his lectures until she grew drowsy, and he laughed and pinched her cheek.

It was the storms they weathered together, his indulgence when she threw a tantrum, his protection when she was wronged...

None of the Seven Emotions were severed. None of the attachments were discarded.

Within Chen Huaian's Dao Heart after becoming a Saint, there was no cold Heavenly Dao, no supreme Sword Dao.

It was filled to the brim, from beginning to end, entirely with her, entirely with every single moment they had shared together.

Li Qingran's eyes snapped open, instantly rimmed with red, her nose tingling. All her previous anxiety and fear transformed into a scorching warmth wrapped around her heart.

Of course, she also saw plenty of things that were not suitable for children.

So...

Master actually... had quite a thing for her body.

That discovery made her face even redder.

She couldn't hold on any longer. She curled up into Chen Huaian's arms, burying her face in his warm clothes, the tips of her ears red as if they would bleed. Both shy and deeply moved, she mumbled, "Master... you... you're so bad... what kind of things are you keeping in that head of yours..."

Despite her words.

She still held tightly to Chen Huaian's waist, refusing to let go. Her little head nuzzled against his chest again and again, her heart and eyes filled with joy, even her breath carrying a soft, sweet tenderness. She no longer wanted to move an inch.

"The Sacred Lord and little Qingran really do have such a beautiful relationship."

Azure Dragon watched the scene, his eyes burning with emotion.

To say too much would be tears.

Others said he, Azure Dragon, had the Vermilion Bird on his left and the Phoenix on his right, enjoying boundless blessings. Little did they know those two birds would start fighting the moment they saw each other.

Even if they didn't meet, he couldn't mention them, or else there would inevitably be another bloody storm.

"I think the little Sacred Lord should be born soon." Bai Ze giggled, covering her mouth: "When the time comes, the little Sacred Lord has to be entrusted to me."

"Now that the threat of the Celestial God Clan is still here, it's not suitable to create the little Sacred Lord, is it?" Black Tortoise rumbled: "But if you're willing to let me take care of him, then any time would be fine."

"Lord Chen Huaian should be the only inheritor of the Dragon Soul across all generations to ascend to the Saint position." Qilin chimed in: "Now that he's already a Saint, dealing with the Celestial God Clan should be a piece of cake, right? I think the little Sacred Lord can be made!"

The two elders, Dang Kang and Chenghuang, listened to the auspicious beasts' discussion and twitched the corners of their mouths.

Was everyone starting to get involved in the Sacred Lord's child-rearing plans? Wasn't that a bit beyond their station?

"A bunch of juniors, no sense of propriety." Dang Kang snorted coldly.

"Exactly, exactly." Chenghuang shook his head and sighed: "But speaking of which, the little Sacred Lord should be entrusted to me! I can bring good fortune to the little Sacred Lord! Old Pig, doesn't that make sense?"

Dang Kang: "..."

...

Chen Huaian and Li Qingran were openly indulging in their tender moment over there.

But the various gods of the Canglan Realm dared not move an inch.

What had they just witnessed?

Facing the siege of the three civilizations, they had already fallen into despair.

Yet Chen Huaian had merely swung his sword casually, and that endless cosmos was covered in a blanket of heavy snow. When the snowflakes faded away, the Abyssal Lords, the Abyss Gate, the interstellar fleet, and the Star Devourers had all turned into cosmic dust.

Gulp—!

Poseidon swallowed his saliva.

The power Chen Huaian displayed now had completely exceeded his understanding.

Even if the combined primordial power of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King couldn't have produced a powerhouse of this level.

So, there must have been some other mutation that happened to Chen Huaian, one they didn't know about and couldn't see.

At this moment, everything about Chen Huaian was unknown to them, and there was nothing they could do to help him anymore.

Just as the various gods of the Canglan Realm were anxiously waiting.

Li Qingran had finally had enough of snuggling in Chen Huaian's arms, released her Master's waist, and stepped back, completely satisfied.

"Master, we've finished the Canglan Realm now. Can we go back to the Cangyun Realm?"

Her heart was yearning for home.

After all, although the Canglan Realm was good, the Cangyun Realm was her true home.

There were her fellow disciples from the Moon Shadow Sect, her best friends, and her senior brothers and sisters—all ties she could never sever.

"We can go back soon." Chen Huaian nodded, but a hint of seriousness crept onto his face.

Returning to Cangyun meant the day to confront White Sword and the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm was not far off.

At the same time, it meant the final countdown had begun for the decisive battle with the Immortals of the Nine Heavens on Earth Star, and the Celestial God Clan beyond the Immortals.

Before that, he still had some preparations to make.

Even a Saint couldn't afford to be arrogant.

"If I'm not mistaken—" Chen Huaian stared at the towering halo of Destiny Energy above Li Qingran's head and said meaningfully: "The Will of the Canglan World, in order to survive, placed the world's destruction and rebirth entirely on you, didn't it?"

Li Qingran nodded.

Although her perception wasn't as sharp as Chen Huaian's.

When she had fought the intelligent mechanical fleet before, she did feel as if she had divine help, as if a whole world was supporting her from behind.

"Alright then."

Chen Huaian leaned down and whispered a few words in Li Qingran's ear.

Li Qingran was stunned at first, then blushed and nodded.

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