Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 995: Sword God

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Chen Huaian attempted to absorb the Heavenly Daos of the Abyssal Plane and a mechanical civilization, but found them incomplete or dead. He then destroyed both civilizations with a single, powerful sword strike, surpassing even Taishang Laojun's abilities.

When Chen Huaian returned to the small room, Li Qingran’s divine spark at her forehead was nearly formed. She did not know that during the time she had been condensing her divine spark, her master had already gone out for a bit and come back.

He had also, incidentally, destroyed two worlds.

The only survivors were the Star Devourers.

They were a swarm of civilizationless cosmic mayflies.

Their existence was like flies; they only came sniffing around weak worlds. For example, the Canglan Realm had previously been targeted because a large number of deities had fallen and the Silver and Gold Dragon Kings had died, throwing the laws into chaos.

For the Star Devourers, such a Canglan Realm was a world on the verge of annihilation, exuding an aura of apocalypse, and they came to accelerate that world’s destruction and divide it among themselves.

These Star Devourers were everywhere throughout the cosmos.

You could kill them, but never all of them.

It was like humans exterminating flies and mosquitoes inside a room, yet finding it hard to wage war on the flies and mosquitoes outside the house.

Chen Huaian leaned against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest, calmly watching his little disciple.

At this moment Li Qingran’s delicate body floated in midair, her whole being shrouded in a dense golden sword qi.

Her pretty dark brows were slightly furrowed, as if her divine soul were undergoing some tempering and trial.

Occasionally the furrow between her brows would smooth, and the corner of her mouth would lift into a faint, elusive smile.

Chen Huaian sent out a thread of divine sense, circled around Li Qingran once, and after confirming there was no danger, he leisurely assumed the role of spectator.

Master becomes saint, disciple becomes deity or immortal—what a beautiful thing.

Watching Li Qingran’s ever-changing expressions amused him.

She pursed her lips, puffed her cheeks—was she thinking of something that made her angry?

What she didn’t realize was that memories were surfacing in her mind.

They were fragments of the years spent practicing the sword with him.

From the awkward first time she gripped a sword, to the courage and resolve of a lone sword charging into Qingyun Sect, to later standing as the Pillar of the Moon Shadow Sect, and finally the countless scenes of the two fighting side by side in the Canglan Realm…

Every move, every teaching, at this moment crystallized into pure sword-Dao comprehension.

Those old moments were dredged up from the River of Time, smashed, then condensed into that newborn divine spark.

As Li Qingran’s aura grew heavier, the little house given by the Sea God Poseidon began to tremble violently.

The surrounding space emitted groans of being overburdened. The artifact “Sea God Shield” flickered its azure radiance as the protective barrier around the hut cracked inch by inch, as if in the next instant Li Qingran’s swirling sword qi would shatter it to dust.

“Old Poseidon’s lodging isn’t very sturdy… and this Sea God Shield isn’t all that great either.”

Chen Huaian clicked his tongue and casually pointed.

A wisp of origin force floated into the Sea God Shield.

Instead of being damaged, the Sea God Shield underwent a radical transformation, emitting a deep-blue divine light far surpassing before, and suppressing the entire room like an indestructible divine mountain.

Inside the house it stood as steady as Mount Tai, but outside the celestial phenomena had already spiraled out of order.

Above the whole Canglan World, the cloud sea that Chen Huaian had calmed through Heaven’s Calculation was once again torn by a dazzling strip of golden light.

Countless deities stepped out of their divine kingdoms, looking up toward the source of that anomaly with confusion and suspicion.

“This kind of fierce, unparalleled divine power—unheard of. Could it be that Lord Chen Huaian has made another astonishing breakthrough?” a relatively high-status deity murmured.

Only those who knew Chen Huaian and Li Qingran well—Eve, Hades, and the like—understood.

Chen Huaian’s strength had long transcended the deities, even far surpassing the Silver and Gold Dragon Kings, reaching a realm they could not imagine or touch. The surging new vigor was plainly from his wife, Li Qingran.

At this moment even Poseidon was stunned.

He had been terrified when Chen Huaian performed Heaven’s Calculation before.

Later, when Chen Huaian complained that the house he gave them wasn’t sturdy enough, Poseidon, though not hearing the complaint in person, still felt a chill down his spine, as if the next second the entire Canglan World would abandon him.

Now that the Sea God Shield suddenly evolved, his divine power surged, and the world’s favor toward him returned.

All that nervousness—if he were an ordinary person, with a weak heart, he would have already keeled over.

Within the room, the golden sword qi suddenly contracted.

The once chaotic, raging sword intent transformed around Li Qingran into a gentle whirlwind, which then, as if guided by a sentient energy, traced her slender form and slowly solidified into a set of exquisitely beautiful soft armor.

The soft armor’s design was peculiar: it retained the solemn, majestic form of Canglan World’s armors while cleverly incorporating the flowing flexibility of Cangyun Realm’s robes. As golden light danced, it looked both like battle gear and an untouchable immortal garb.

Li Qingran’s hair, which had been flying everywhere, was now bound into a ponytail by a delicate hairpin shaped like an ancient sword.

The Suxian Sword that had followed her side all this time, never changed, had completed its final metamorphosis.

The white blade’s surface was crawled over with profound law-patterns, its sword qi ebbing and surging with exposed radiance.

Not only in Canglan World, but even if placed in Cangyun or Earth Star, it would still rank among peerless divine artifacts.

Buzz—!

A golden flicker ignited deep within the divine spark at Li Qingran’s brow, then hid into her skin.

The divine flame was steady.

Li Qingran’s long lashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

At that moment, unparalleled power filled her body.

Every pore rejoiced, making her involuntarily shiver.

Her narrow waist, barely an arm’s span, showed faintly beneath the white immortal soft armor. Sword qi trailed from her hem like mist, carrying the sword cultivator’s resolute chill yet also the solemnity of one newly ascending to the divine realm.

This immortal soft armor was the divine clothing unique to the world’s deities.

It was the manifestation of divine power as armor on the body, providing extremely strong defense to a deity.

Seeing Li Qingran now, charming yet with a Valkyrie’s heroic bearing, Chen Huaian’s eyes widened.

“Ahem! What are you staring at, Master!”

Li Qingran cleared her throat. Sword qi surged around her, tightly covering her waist and the cleavage on her chest.

“I am now the Sword God of Canglan World. Even Master must show this deity some respect!”

Though she said this, Li Qingran’s eyes were full of tender amusement and playful taunting.

“How dare you!”

Chen Huaian flashed forward and swept Li Qingran into his arms, wearing a solemn face and pretending to be fierce.

“I am the Heavenly Dao of Canglan World; you little fledgling deity, you shall not forbid me from looking!

I’ll give you one breath—undo those coverings so I can properly admire!”

“No way no way~” Li Qingran twisted and wriggled in Chen Huaian’s embrace, her sword qi undiminished. Her eyes darted, brows curved, and she said, “If Master asks nicely, I might consider letting you look~ depends on your attitude~”

“Beg me! Hmph!”

Chen Huaian snorted, “Now I want to use my eyes to see. If you refuse, later I’ll use my mouth to see!”

At these words Li Qingran’s pretty face flushed. She buried her head in Chen Huaian’s arms and mumbled softly:

“Master, stop it! What nonsense are you talking about…”

“Someone’s coming…”

Someone’s coming?

Chen Huaian frowned.

He was about to have a three-hundred-round fight with his little disciple—who would dare intrude?!

Swish—!

A cold, deathly aura swept in.

The next second Hades’ shiny forehead popped up outside the Sea God Shield; he peered around furtively, then with a ‘plop’ fell to his knees.