Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 325: Demon-Locking Tower

Chapter 325: Demon-Locking Tower

Zhao Ying’s computer had burned out.

A lot of data wasn’t saved.

But that wasn’t what made her furious.

What enraged her was that two Exorcists had died right in front of them, and they could do nothing to stop it. That tiger demon had clearly used them to deliver a message, yet they hadn’t realized that once the message was delivered, death awaited them.

“Traitors helping the tiger demon,” Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes. “Truth is, they were already dead when they came in. This Venerable One noticed it right away.”

“Then why didn’t you say anything, Governor?” Zhao Ying froze for a moment.

She hadn’t noticed anything wrong.

As a Marshal-level Exorcist, she thought she could easily tell the difference between the living and the dead.

“What would be the point of saying it? Would that have saved them?” Chen Huaian paused, anger flashing in his eyes.

“Better to let them in and see what that demon was planning.

Now we know—the tiger demon came just to provoke us. I’m guessing all the squads you dispatched and those that took missions on their own were wiped out by that tiger demon.”

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s move out and kill that tiger demon now!” Lin Lingling slapped both hands on the table and stood up, her hand already reaching for the gun on her back.

“Sit down.” Chen Huaian shot her a glare and snapped, “Did you not hear that tiger demon mention the Demon-Locking Tower? Forget the demon’s strength for a second—the real problem is clearly that Demon-Locking Tower it talked about!”

Everyone recalled the first drone photo.

The towering, pitch-black tower.

Most likely, that black tower was the very Demon-Locking Tower the tiger demon had mentioned—there was little doubt about it.

And what was a Demon-Locking Tower for?

As the name implied—to lock up demons.

Thḭ𝙨 𝙘hа̄p𝕥𝘦r 𝘪ѕ p0ṡ𝘵𝓮ɗ b𝖞 Ƙ𝘪ṯ𝑒ɳ𝗼𝓋℮𝘭

What kind of demons needed to be locked up?

Either too many to kill, or too strong to kill.

So the only option was to trap them inside, seal them, and suppress them.

It was similar to a Containment Object, except that some Containment Objects had practical uses.

“Governor, just tell us what to do!”

Lin Lingling knew she’d been reckless and sat back down.

Still, seeing the two corpses of their colleagues lying there made her blood boil.

“Send death benefits to their families. Mount Panlong is far from here—we’ll just watch and see what happens.”

“Watch and wait?” Lin Lingling couldn’t wrap her head around it.

“Yeah. When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up,” Chen Huaian said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Right now, mysterious factions are popping up everywhere—this sect, that sect—and don’t forget the big shots like Kunlun Immortal Palace and Great Thunder Temple.

The ones who should be panicking about the Demon-Locking Tower showing up are them, not us.

What’s the rush? Are we rushing in just to get killed?

This Venerable One being strong doesn’t mean you are strong. Your lives are extremely important to This Venerable One!”

At those words, everyone fell silent for a moment.

Reflecting on it, they realized they’d gotten a little arrogant lately.

Thinking back, almost every time they’d survived a life-or-death crisis, it was because the Governor had stepped in.

If it were up to them alone, they’d have been dead already.

Now a hostile Demon-Locking Tower had appeared, and who knew what kind of monsters were sealed inside? Charging in recklessly was pretty much suicide.

“Governor, I was wrong,” Lin Lingling said, lowering her head and pouting.

Her temper was fiery, but she didn’t cling to stubbornness, and she was quick to admit her mistakes.

“Knowing your mistakes is good.

It’s a good start to touch the Great Thunder,” Chen Huaian said approvingly, nodding.

Good.

As long as they listened.

He himself was in a delicate position right now—he couldn’t afford to roam around recklessly.

Especially if he ran into a powerful demon.

If it came to a real fight, he’d have to use the Sect Summoning Order.

He had already used it once during the Monster Hunting Tournament.

Although the Summoning Order could call different Sword Pavilion disciples, they all had a distinctive ‘Sword Pavilion flavor’—it was obvious they belonged to the same sect.

If every time he appeared, Sword Pavilion disciples also showed up, everyone would eventually start to suspect him.

Better to let those sects go ahead and scout the situation first.

He could sneak in and fish in troubled waters afterward…

In any case, he had no intention of letting the Exorcist Division take losses.

As for that mischievous little tiger demon?

He wasn’t in a rush to kill it.

But he did have his eye on its snowy white tiger pelt—he figured it would make a perfect pair of undergarments for Qingran.

“But Governor, I don’t have any Great Thunder to touch…”

Lin Lingling glanced down at her modest chest.

“This Venerable One was speaking figuratively,” Chen Huaian said, his vision going dark.

“Even figuratively, I don’t have any…”

Lin Lingling mumbled.

“This Venerable One believes that making a mistake should come with a punishment. Otherwise, you’ll just keep making mistakes,” Chen Huaian said, his dark expression clearing into a kindly smile.

“Lin Lingling, your punishment is this: go run 100 laps on the training field.

If you don’t finish, you’re not allowed to eat or sleep.”

“Only 100 laps?!” Lin Lingling let out a cheeky laugh.

Chen Huaian: “…Then it’s one, thousand, laps!”

Kunlun Immortal Palace

“Your Eminence, something huge has happened!”

Wang Shouyi turned his head toward the folding screen.

Two disciples from Kunlun Immortal Palace were kneeling outside—both unfamiliar faces, probably newcomers who had only recently joined.

Compared to ten years ago, the Palace’s disciples had grown significantly in number.

Wang Shouyi couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

This was proof that the Palace was flourishing!

“Wang Shouyi, how can you get distracted while cultivating?” Hua Jin shot him a glare and rose, lifting the hanging curtain. She said coolly, “What is it? Didn’t I say—no disturbances unless it’s truly urgent?”

Wang Shouyi had been preparing to enter the mortal world to gain experience.

She was passing down all the cultivation techniques he might need over the next ten years.

If nothing major happened, Wang Shouyi likely wouldn’t return anytime soon.

“Reporting to Your Eminence,” the disciple outside said nervously, “just as you foretold with the Heavenly Fate Calculation, the Demon-Locking Towers have appeared!

But… a total of nine towers descended—three times what you predicted!”

“What!?”

Hua Jin’s heart gave a jolt.

That many Demon-Locking Towers?

Were they trying to turn the entire land into a wasteland?

But on second thought, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

As long as three Demon-Locking Towers were cleared, they could link to the Well of Heaven, and Spiritual Revival could enter its next stage.

“Your Eminence, should we Kunlun disciples take action?”

Wang Shouyi asked.

“Not yet,” Hua Jin said indifferently.

“Let those hidden sects go investigate first.

If the demon disasters aren’t severe, let the sects handle it.

If it’s catastrophic… we won’t be too late to step in!”

“Understood, Your Eminence.”

The two Kunlun disciples received their orders and withdrew.

“Your Eminence, what exactly is the Demon-Locking Tower?”

Wang Shouyi withdrew his gaze from the curtain and couldn’t help asking.

“In ancient times, powerful beings sealed countless demons inside the Demon-Locking Towers.

That crippled the demon clans, but it also exhausted enormous resources—and that’s one of the main reasons this realm’s Spiritual Energy was depleted,” Hua Jin said, hands clasped behind her back, her gaze distant.

“And now, part of the reason for Spiritual Revival is that the Demon-Locking Towers can no longer hold the ancient demons inside.

Within the towers, great formations connect to the Well of Heaven.

Once the Well fully opens, Spiritual Energy will return.”

She glanced at Wang Shouyi.

“Time is running out.

Whether it ends in extinction or new opportunity depends on whether we—and the mortals of this world—can survive this coming apocalypse.”