Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 285: Sect Summoning

Chapter 285: Sect Summoning

“What’s wrong with my pants? These shorts were a street-market find—dirt cheap, ten bucks a pair, so comfy it’s like not even—”

Wait a sec!

Chen Huaian realized something.

He looked down—and his old face instantly turned red.

Turns out his Heavenly Demon Art transformation had bulked him up so much, it straight-up burst his pants.

Now was definitely not the time for a nuclear reveal.

He quickly pulled out a fresh pair of pants from his space device and threw them on.

“Disciple… you didn’t see anything just now,” he said, shamelessly forcing the words out.

Chen Huaian stood by one rule in life—in extremely awkward situations, as long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the embarrassment would be someone else’s problem.

“I… saw everything, Master.”

Li Qingran averted her gaze and bit her red lip.

Chen Huaian: “…”

Seriously? Why does nothing ever go by the book?

Now he was the one feeling awkward.

The cave fell silent again.

Just as Chen Huaian was breaking into a nervous sweat, unsure how to respond, a furious roar from outside saved him.

“Who dares destroy our Twelve Earthly Branches Dragon-Locking Golden Chain Formation?!”

“What kind of name is that?” Chen Huaian froze.

That simple and blunt?

He’d just made it up on the spot—and it turned out to be right.

But before he could react further, an attack had already landed.

Boom—!

The explosion ripped the entire cave to pieces in a single wave.

As the dust settled—

Chen Huaian saw Li Qingran standing in front of him.

Su Xian Sword was held horizontally as she braced it with one hand, forming a barrier of swirling sword energy just a foot ahead, blocking the blast’s aftermath.

“D*mn, that old fart went all out.”

Chen Huaian looked around.

The corpses of the Ascenders had all been obliterated to mush.

And the thing was—the old man didn’t even know they were dead.

He clearly never planned to leave anyone in the cave alive.

“Killing you, the little thief who sabotaged the formation—their deaths will be worth it!”

The elder let out a cold snort and struck again at Chen Huaian and Li Qingran.

But even with his higher cultivation, his full-force palm was still effortlessly blocked by Li Qingran’s sword aura.

“Hm?” The old man’s brow furrowed in surprise.

He could sense that Li Qingran’s Yang Soul stage had just entered Golden Core,

Yet she blocked his blow so easily?

In that case…

“All of you—six stay to stabilize the formation! The rest, come with me—we’ll kill these two first!”

At his order, five more Golden Cores released their chains and closed in with the elder.

With the pressure of six Golden Core cultivators descending, Li Qingran’s expression turned grim. She gripped Su Xian’s hilt tightly and turned to Chen Huaian:

“Master, if you have something to do—go. I’ll hold these six off for you!”

She didn’t know what Chen Huaian was trying to do.

She didn’t care why he had Demon Cultivation techniques.

She only knew he was her Master.

She would never mistake her Master’s aura.

As long as it was him—that was enough.

She didn’t need to care about anything else.

Even if she had to face six Golden Cores, even knowing she had no chance.

“How could I let you face danger alone?” Chen Huaian shook his head, then casually pulled out his phone, opened the Digital Girlfriend game, dragged out the player’s inventory, and manifested an item from it.

To be honest—

Running into so many Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators in the real world had been a shock.

If he were just an average Exorcist Division Governor, witnessing the power gap between himself and the Ascenders would’ve already broken him.

Too bad for them—he wasn’t average.

He was a walking cheat code.

“Attack!” came the old man’s cry from the sky.

The six Golden Cores each unleashed their techniques toward Li Qingran. The surging spiritual energy stirred up a hurricane; even before their strikes landed, trees and stones around them were pushed back in a wave nearly ten feet high.

“Master, go!”

Li Qingran turned her head, urgency in her voice.

Only to see Chen Huaian holding a jade token in one hand, which he pushed forward—

On the front of the token was a boldly carved character for “Sword”.

The back depicted the mountain gate of Sword Pavilion.

Below the gate, embossed in gold, was a single word: Summon.

A Sect Summoning Token from the Sword Pavilion?

Li Qingran blinked—but somehow it felt different…

“This Venerable One… is the Sword Pavilion Patriarch.” Chen Huaian stepped forward to stand before her, facing down the torrent of spells, sword light glowing in his eyes.

The token in his hand lit up in response.

Gripping it tightly, he roared:

“Today, I invoke this token—Sword Pavilion disciples, answer your master’s call!”

凝——！

Space trembled violently, as if it had frozen in place.

The six Golden Cores’ expressions shifted dramatically.

Behind this young man—who wasn’t even Foundation Establishment—they saw the illusion of a towering sect: jagged peaks, ancient pavilions, though worn down, emanated a sword intent that pierced the heavens.

The moment the illusory sect appeared—

Their techniques shattered inch by inch.

Meanwhile, in a Small World—

Inside the Sword Tomb, three Sword Pavilion Core Disciples who were reflecting on their mistakes suddenly felt a pull.

Three streaks of sword qi slashed open the void before them.

Duan Feng stood up, face solemn. He bowed toward the rift in the air:

“Sword Pavilion disciple Duan Feng, answering the call!”

As his voice fell, he vanished from sight.

Xu An and Zhen He also rose one after another.

They too cupped their hands in respectful salute to the rift.

“Sword Pavilion disciple Xu An, answering the call!”

“Sword Pavilion disciple Zhen He, answering the call!”

Whoosh, whoosh—!

With a ripple in space, the two disciples vanished.

Deep within the Sword Pavilion, in the Sect Master’s Hall—

Su Qinian suddenly opened his eyes and glanced toward the Sword Tomb.

He smacked his lips, then closed his eyes again to resume cultivation.

These three Sword Pavilion Core Disciples were the strongest among the sect’s younger generation.

Each one had Golden Core strength.

Chen Huaian gripped the Summoning Token tightly.

At his side, three silhouettes were beginning to materialize.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to summon stronger elders or even the Pavilion Master.

It was just—at his current level, summoning Su Qinian could only last a minute.

What could he do in a minute?

But summoning three Core Disciples? That lasted a full half hour.

And judging by what he’d seen, the real world’s Ascenders lacked the foundation and core techniques that cultivators from the Cangyun Realm had.

That old Golden Core couldn’t even overpower Li Qingran with a full-force strike.

With that in mind, three of Sword Pavilion’s Core Disciples should be more than enough to deal with these twelve Golden Cores.

If not—he’d burn more time and call in reinforcements.

“Disciple Duan Feng greets the Patriarch.”

The first to arrive, Duan Feng, blinked when he saw Chen Huaian.

He even doubted his eyes for a moment.

It wasn’t until he saw Li Qingran beside him that he was sure it was really the Patriarch.

“Disciple Xu An… uh, Patriarch, you changed your hairstyle?”

“Disciple Zhen He… uh, hahaha… uh… greetings, Patriarch.”

Chen Huaian’s face darkened.

Aside from Duan Feng, these two needed to face the Sword Tomb wall for another year.

Is this a time to be joking?!

Show some respect!

Especially when meeting the Patriarch!

“Blame these guys for the hair. They’re yours.” Chen Huaian shifted the blame with a cold voice. “Protect Li Qingran. Hold off those twelve Golden Cores. Can you manage it?”

Duan Feng glanced up at the sky.

They were Golden Cores, sure—but their aura was flimsy and unstable, likely the kind built on pills by some no-name sects.

He could take five at once without a problem.

He looked back at Chen Huaian and cupped his hands.

“Rest assured, Patriarch. With the three of us here—no one will touch even a single hair on our little junior sister’s head.”

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