Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 326: Yao, You’re Too Beautiful

Chapter 326: Yao, You’re Too Beautiful

Chapter 326: Yao, You’re Too Beautiful

Facing the huge problem of the Demon-Locking Tower,

Chen Huaian issued three orders.

First, all Exorcists were forbidden to participate in any events related to the Demon-Locking Tower—they were only to protect the safety of city residents.

In C Province, no Demon-Locking Tower had descended directly into the cities, and it would still take time for the rampaging demons to reach the urban areas.

Second, all Exorcists were to focus on cultivating and strengthening their power.

Third, unless it was extremely urgent, no one was allowed to bother the Governor at Containment Center No. 0.

After issuing the orders, Chen Huaian went into seclusion to cultivate.

With enough Spirit Crystals for support, he had a reliable foundation for rapid progress.

No one knew exactly when Zhang Mengchu, who had infiltrated the Holy Land of Jade Pool, would use the Piercing Cloud Arrow.

But it shouldn’t be too soon.

Before that, Chen Huaian planned to raise his cultivation to the late Foundation Establishment stage, so he could activate the avatar of the Ninth Stage of Void Fusion.

However, what Chen Huaian didn’t know was—

At that very moment, Zhang Mengchu had already been placed inside Real Person Yuyao’s bedchamber.

“With the Real Person above me, I’ve successfully infiltrated Yaochi… but I can’t get in touch with my allies. I’m kinda panicking,”

Zhang Mengchu thought to himself, scanning his surroundings.

He could hardly believe this was Real Person Yuyao’s personal chamber.

It was too simple—even a bit shabby. There were hardly any decorations.

The only slightly luxurious item was a Ten-Thousand-Year Jade Essence Bed.

But even if someone gave him that bed, he wouldn’t sleep on it—it was hard and cold.

Fortunately, he was a cultivator.

If a mortal slept there for one night, they’d probably get seriously ill.

It could only be said that Real Person Yuyao’s current cultivation was built on sheer hard work and determination, without the slightest hint of shortcuts.

Unfortunately, her obsession with ascending to immortality and her fear of the Heavenly Tribulation had ultimately driven her down an irreversible path.

Zhang Mengchu shook his head and sighed.

He pulled out a bottle of Hehuan Pills from his storage pouch.

Dan Bai hadn’t specified how many he should take, so Zhang Mengchu simply tilted his head back and poured half a bottle into his mouth for stronger effect.

The next second, a cool voice sounded behind him.

“What are you eating?”

As the words fell, the porcelain bottle in Zhang Mengchu’s hand vanished.

Startled, he whirled around—only to see Real Person Yuyao standing right behind him, carefully examining the porcelain bottle in her hand.

Cold sweat instantly drenched Zhang Mengchu’s back.

His lips trembled as he stammered,

“T-This… This is a pill I refined myself. I’m not sure exactly what it does, but eating it seems to make me more refreshed and clear-headed… I guess it helps me enter meditation faster?

M-Might just be a placebo effect… Anyway, it’s harmless, so I just take it for fun.”

“A pill you refined yourself? Interesting,”

Real Person Yuyao gave a cold chuckle, clearly not believing him.

She picked a Hehuan Pill from the bottle and brought it close to her nose, sniffing lightly.

Instantly, she identified most of the ingredients.

“Scarlet Pearl Vine, Yin-Yang Reed, Silkworm Heart Herb, Thunder-Struck Ganoderma…

All highly tonic, Qi-boosting materials.

If even one cold-natured herb were added, this pill would be deadly poison.”

Real Person Yuyao returned the bottle to Zhang Mengchu, the suspicion in her eyes fading.

The pill indeed made one feel more energized.

Though there were a few unidentified ingredients, since he was taking it himself, it wouldn’t affect her.

Zhang Mengchu gripped the porcelain bottle, letting out a huge sigh of relief internally.

As expected of the daughter of an Alchemy Saint!

Even disguised this well, she could almost see through it completely!

Honestly, it felt a little unreal to him.

“Zhang Zhiping, do you know why This Venerable One summoned you into the palace today?”

Real Person Yuyao’s voice rang out again.

Hearing her call, Zhang Mengchu hurriedly lowered his head,

“Replying to the Real Person: This disciple does not know.”

Real Person Yuyao moved behind a curtain, sat down on the Ten-Thousand-Year Jade Essence Bed, elegantly crossing her long legs.

She said lightly,

“This Venerable One recently suffered injuries that damaged my foundation. I need a Supreme Primordial Heaven-Mending Pill and another special item to recover.

The Supreme Pill is already secured. However—”

She paused, her brows faintly furrowing, seeming a bit embarrassed.

Zhang Mengchu thought: This is it.

He quickly took the initiative and asked eagerly,

“May I ask what the other item is?

If this disciple has it, I am willing to offer it to the Real Person.”

The graceful figure behind the curtain fell silent for a moment.

After a long pause, Real Person Yuyao’s domineering voice suddenly rang out:

“That item… is a Profound Water Spiritual Root.

This Venerable One… wants you!”

On the other side of the curtain, Dan Yun, who was seated cross-legged in a corner, almost burst into laughter when she heard that line.

The air froze.

Zhang Mengchu feigned confusion, stammering,

“D-Disciple… doesn’t understand…”

“What’s there not to understand?”

Real Person Yuyao sneered.

Her mesmerizing eyes glanced through the curtain at Zhang Mengchu, and the more she looked, the more pleasing he seemed to her.

She even found herself admiring him.

Internally, she thought—

Though she had never taken a Dao Companion before, giving her first time to this disciple wouldn’t be a loss.

Nor would it hurt her reputation.

After all, Zhang Zhiping would eventually be refined into a Human Pill anyway.

Once she killed both Dan Yun and Dan Bai, today’s events would be buried forever.

Thḭ𝙨 𝖼hа̄p𝐭ℯr 𝙞ѕ p𝐨ʂ†ℯɗ b𝓎 𝙆𝙞ṯꬲɳ𝑜ν𝗲𝖑

Real Person Yuyao had always been decisive—especially once she made up her mind.

The dim candlelight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns onto her fair skin.

Her fingers trailed over her shoulder, letting the silky robe slide down her curvaceous form.

Outside the curtain, Zhang Mengchu could vaguely see the outline of a graceful figure through the fluttering fabric.

He saw her turn slightly.

Her long, silver-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering half of her fragrant shoulders.

“Amitābha…” Zhang Mengchu took a deep breath, closing his eyes and silently reciting Buddhist sutras.

Zhang Mengchu, don’t forget why you’re here at Yaochi!

You’re here for revenge!

How can you fall for this demoness’ charms?!

Besides, even if she had a good figure…

What if she had the face of an old hag?

Most cultivators in Cangyun Realm didn’t know what Real Person Yuyao really looked like.

Even many disciples of the Holy Land of Jade Pool had never seen her face.

She usually wore a veiled hat or a face veil.

All they knew was that she had once been a top contender on the Beauty Ranking.

The reason she was later removed from the rankings wasn’t because she got uglier—

It was because Real Person Yuyao herself felt it was beneath her, and she had threatened the cultivators running the ranking to take her name off.

At this moment, behind the curtain, Real Person Yuyao finally removed her veil—

Revealing a face so breathtakingly beautiful it could shake the soul.

Only her silver-white eyes carried the coldness of ten thousand years of ice, emanating an emotionless chill that regarded all beings with disdain.

“Come in,”

She said, looking out toward Zhang Mengchu.

Her long, slender leg lifted gracefully.

Her delicate toes gently hooked the edge of the curtain, lifting a corner.

“I’ll tell you what to do once you come inside.”

Behind the curtain, Dan Yun caught a clear glimpse of Real Person Yuyao’s profile—and she was stunned.

She never imagined that Real Person Yuyao would be this beautiful.

She glanced at Zhang Mengchu, who was frozen outside, biting her lip hard and silently praying in her heart:

“Old Zhang… you better hold yourself together… if you hesitate when the time comes, we’re doomed!”