Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 997: Return

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Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
Hades begged Chen Huaian to revive his wife, Noreki. Chen Huaian, as the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm, agreed. He recalled Noreki's tragic death at the hands of the Golden Dragon King and the karmic debt owed. Chen Huaian retrieved Noreki's Remnant Soul from the River of Time and resurrected her, fulfilling his promise to Hades. With the final karmic tie settled, Chen Huaian prepared to leave the Canglan Realm with Li Qingran.

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“These are the things you brought back from the Outsider Secret Realms?”

Su Qinian, Zhang Mengchu, and the other Elders stared blankly at the items scattered across the clearing.

On the open plaza, several cars, a soda vending machine, trash cans, billboards, charging stations were strewn about haphazardly... Right in the middle, a traffic light was stuck into the ground, still fizzing with leaking electricity.

“Yeah.” Yue Qianchi leaned against her sword and yawned. “As soon as we entered the secret realm, it was like stepping into an entirely different world. Those oddly dressed humans even called us Immortals when they saw us...

We’d never seen any of this stuff before, so we just grabbed it on a whim.

But when we took these things, they looked terrified... Even though none of this stuff has any attacking power.”

“Senior Sister.” Xu An shook his fan and said, “Well, it’s not like they’re completely harmless.

If that four-wheeled hunk of metal came barreling at someone with that kind of force, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to handle it.

If I hadn’t reacted quickly and punched that iron box to pieces, the person inside would probably be dead by now.

Didn’t you see them immediately start crying as soon as they got out? They must have been moved to tears!”

Yue Qianchi: “...”

If Li Qingran hadn’t explained that the four-wheeled iron box was called a “car” and was used to carry people around, she might have actually believed Xu An’s nonsense.

“I have some small odds and ends here too.”

She reached into her Storage Pouch and, with a clatter, dumped out a pile of miscellaneous items.

When passing by a supermarket, she had bought everything inside for the price of a single bag of Spirit Stones.

“What is this?” An Elder who was watching the commotion pulled out a dazzlingly packaged blue box from the pile Yue Qianchi had dumped and frowned as he read aloud: “Ultra-thin for penetrating pleasure, enjoy an icy-smooth sensation? This old man shouldn’t have misread that, right...”

“Oh, that should be chewing gum.” Yue Qianchi put on an air of deep knowledge and said with mock authority, “Qingran said this kind of chewing gum is for eating. You just pop it in your mouth. It’s cool and sweet.

But I hear you’re not supposed to swallow it. Once the sweetness is gone, you have to spit it out. After you’re done, your breath smells nice and fresh. It’s a very pleasant scent.”

“Oh? There’s a thing like that?” The Elder’s eyes lit up. “Girl Yue, could this, uh... chewing gum be shared with this old man for a taste?”

“Take it, Elder. It’s nothing rare.”

Yue Qianchi waved her hand generously.

The other sect members were also staring at her with eager eyes, so she simply distributed all those little trinkets—snacks, daily necessities—things that the Moon Shadow Sect disciples had never seen before in their lives.

“Why does the taste feel so strange?”

The Elder smacked his lips as he chewed.

“There isn’t much sweetness either... But it’s pretty tough to chew.”

After all, he had the jaws of an immortal cultivator. After a few chews, he completely mashed it up and, out of habit, swallowed it.

It wasn’t until he had already gulped it down that he realized what he’d done. Panicking, he hurried over to Yue Qianchi.

“Girl Yue, I swallowed that chewing gum thing. It shouldn’t be a problem, right? I won’t die from poison, will I? This old man won’t go into qi deviation from my training, right?”

Yue Qianchi’s mouth twitched. “No, you won’t. After all, it’s a common item used by mortals in that other world. The toxins that frighten mortals mean nothing to us.

But Elder, you really shouldn’t swallow it next time. The instructions are on the packaging; just follow those when you use it.”

“Oh.” The Elder scratched his head and moved off to the side to read the instructions.

Meanwhile, Su Qinian and Zhang Mengchu had already begun to see the clues.

Both of them had been summoned to Earth by Chen Huaian before, and many items in the sect actually came from Earth, modified by their formations and enchantments. For example, Su Qinian’s personal mount—the washing machine—and the sect’s most beloved massage chair.

Now, their disciples had brought back Earth items from the other side of a secret realm... That meant...

Those secret realms connected to another world, and that world was the very Earth that their ancestor had once summoned them to?

In the past, they needed the ancestor’s personal summoning to get there.

But now, they could go through these secret realms. That meant... within their lifetimes, their entire Moon Shadow Sect could go and live in another world?

At the thought, Su Qinian and Zhang Mengchu couldn’t help but grow excited.

They had long yearned for Earth’s “Big Sword Massage.”

But every time their ancestor summoned them over, it was to fight. And once the fighting was over, it was straight back to the Cangyun Realm, with no chance to experience it.

Just as the two old geezers were lost in fantasy, they completely failed to notice two beams of Sword Light shooting in from the edge of the western sky.

*Swoosh—!*

The sound of a sword’s cry finally rang out.

Zhang Mengchu jolted violently, as if waking from a dream.

“Danger!”

A terrifying oppressive aura crashed down upon them like a tidal wave.

He summoned his Array Disk in a backhand motion and activated the Sect Protective Formation.

“Elder Su, take the disciples into the sect for shelter! This old man will go up and see who dares to fly so arrogantly over our Moon Shadow Sect!”

Su Qinian had also felt that unfamiliar, oppressive aura. Recognizing the urgency of the situation, he immediately set to work.

Zhang Mengchu, meanwhile, mounted his flying sword and shot upward, breaking through the Sect Protective Formation as he raced toward the two beams of Sword Light.

Outside the Sect Protective Formation.

The Sword Light tore through the air with increasing ferocity, its cry like a dragon’s roar that shook the very air until it trembled.

Zhang Mengchu hovered on his flying sword outside the protective formation. Cold sweat beaded on his palms, and the Daoist robe on his back was pressed flat against his skin by the invisible pressure. Even his breathing grew labored.

This aura was too bizarre—the familiar part was the vast, supreme energy that stood above all cultivators in the Cangyun Realm, somewhat resembling the Divine Majesty their ancestor Chen Huaian had once displayed.

The unfamiliar part was a wisp of power as clear and cold as Lunar Splendor, warm yet carrying an undeniable authority—nothing any cultivator in the Cangyun Realm could possess.

“An Immortal from the Upper Realm? Or a great power from beyond?” Zhang Mengchu tightened his grip on his flying sword, circulating all his spiritual energy, preparing himself for a life-or-death struggle.

He couldn’t make out the figures within the Sword Light; he only felt that those two streaks of light were absurdly fast, as if in the next second they would shatter the protective formation and trample the entire Moon Shadow Sect flat.

The sect’s disciples were already in chaos. Su Qinian was leading people in a retreat toward the secret realm formation deep within the sect.

The distant cries of alarm only made Zhang Mengchu’s heart clench tighter.

He took a deep breath and called out in a clear voice, “I am Zhang Mengchu of the Moon Shadow Sect. May I ask who you are, Your Excellency?

My Moon Shadow Sect has always kept to itself and offended no one. If we have given offense in any way, please state it plainly. There is no need to meet with swords.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two beams of Sword Light abruptly halted a hundred feet in front of him. Their radiance dimmed, but they did not reveal any human form. Instead, they transformed into two hazy silhouettes of light, hovering in mid-air.

The terrifying oppressive aura did not lessen. Instead, it grew even stronger.

Zhang Mengchu felt his knees go weak. He nearly tumbled off his sword. He gritted his teeth and held on with sheer willpower, his face turning bright red.

“Keeping to yourselves?” A low, mocking laugh came from one of the silhouettes. “Elder Zhang says that, but have you forgotten how This Venerable One once led you all on a conquest across the entire Cangyun Realm?”