Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 327: Poisoning the Sword

Chapter 327: Poisoning the Sword

Chapter 327: Poisoning the Sword

Real Person Yuyao cultivated a top-tier inner technique — Long Spring Technique.

When this technique was mastered, all things in the world would naturally feel an affinity toward the practitioner.

This affinity, in a sense, was also a form of luck.

At its peak, Long Spring Technique gathered the luck of Heaven and Earth into one body, making the practitioner a true child of Heaven, someone almost impossible to harm.

Of course, the higher a cultivator’s realm, the less they’d be affected by this subtle enchantment.

But now, Zhang Mengchu had sealed his cultivation—whether he could resist it was uncertain.

If he really fell in love with Real Person Yuyao, it would be a disaster.

Fortunately, Dan Yun soon let out a sigh of relief.

Because just as Zhang Mengchu approached the curtain—

The Yu Jade bed on which Real Person Yuyao reclined suddenly saw her change her mind:

“Wait. Don’t come in yet.”

She pulled out a veil from under her pillow, folded it into a long strip, and tossed it out beyond the curtain, ordering Zhang Mengchu:

“Blindfold yourself!”

Zhang Mengchu stared dumbfounded at the cloth strip on the floor, his heart erupting with joy.

He had just been worrying about what he’d do if he couldn’t resist, and now Real Person Yuyao handed him a lifeline.

As a disciple, he of course obeyed the Real Person’s orders immediately—hastily picking up the strip and tying it over his eyes.

Strangely enough,

This cloth strip had obviously been infused with some spell when it was thrown—it even blocked his spiritual senses!

Everything turned black before his eyes.

If he really wanted to see, he would have to forcibly break into the Void Fusion Realm right now.

“Alright, come in,”

Came Real Person Yuyao’s voice.

Zhang Mengchu, blindfolded, groped his way into the curtained-off area—

Completely unable to see the beautiful, pink-cheeked, bare-skinned woman lying sideways on the Jade Essence Bed.

“Real Person, what should I do?”

Zhang Mengchu kept himself frighteningly calm behind the cloth strip, only pretending to be nervous.

Real Person Yuyao didn’t answer.

Instead, she looked toward the other side of the curtain, at Dan Yun:

“Speak. What’s next?”

Dan Yun looked at her with a strange expression.

What the hell? Doesn’t she even know how dual cultivation works?

Had Real Person Yuyao lived for thousands of years on a dog or something?!

Completely untouched by the ways of the world!

“Real Person, just lie down on the bed. I’ll guide the rest,” Dan Yun said dryly.

“You’re not playing any tricks?”

Real Person Yuyao narrowed her eyes coldly at Dan Yun.

“If the Real Person’s worried, you can seal my cultivation,”

Dan Yun sneered carelessly.

Real Person Yuyao was silent for a few seconds—then raised her hand to seal Dan Yun’s cultivation.

Though she still muttered stubbornly,

“This Venerable One isn’t afraid—only being cautious because the stakes are high.”

Dan Yun smiled but said nothing.

With only a First Stage of Void Fusion Realm cultivation,

It was laughable to think she could pose any threat to Real Person Yuyao.

If Yuyao stood still, Dan Yun couldn’t even scratch her.

It was just a pity—

Real Person Yuyao’s vigilance was aimed at the wrong person.

The real hunter had taken the guise of prey.

Once Real Person Yuyao laid down stiffly like a corpse on the Jade Bed,

Dan Yun continued instructing:

“You—take off your clothes.

Be careful with your movements.

Don’t jostle the Real Person—otherwise, even ten thousand lives wouldn’t be enough to save you!”

Zhang Mengchu swallowed hard and began removing his clothes.

Real Person Yuyao gave Zhang Mengchu a quick glance, then quickly looked away, her gaze complicated.

She should be feeling repulsed—but strangely, she wasn’t.

In fact, she felt a little curious… a little expectant.

After all, she’d never engaged in dual cultivation before.

She had overheard some disciples at Yaochi gossiping about how wonderful the experience supposedly was…

Wonderful, huh?

Could anything be more wonderful than her own Grand Ascension Stage cultivation?

She would find out today.

She’d just treat this disciple like a lifeless tool.

Dan Yun caught the subtle shifts in Yuyao’s expression and the corner of her mouth curved slightly.

At first, she’d worried the pill might not work.

But now, even someone at the Grand Ascension Stage couldn’t resist.

Perfect.

Dan Yun then closed the curtains tightly and solemnly warned:

“Next, I’ll set up a formation to assist the Real Person’s recovery.

Because Zhang Zhiping’s cultivation is low, any careless movement from you could kill him, ruining the healing process—and you’d lose the Profound Water Spiritual Root too.

Throughout the entire process, Zhang Zhiping will be leading. You must not resist. Just focus on guiding the Supreme Primordial Heaven-Mending Pill’s medicinal energy through your body. Remember this well!”

Dan Yun emphasized the phrase “lose the Profound Water Spiritual Root.”

Though Yuyao’s ‘corpse-like’ body lay motionless with her eyes closed,

Dan Yun could see the way her tightly pressed lips betrayed her caution.

Yuyao would take those words seriously.

“Begin,”

Dan Yun commanded.

She guided Zhang Mengchu to lie down beside Real Person Yuyao—keeping about a fist’s width of distance between them.

“Zhang Zhiping, hold the Real Person’s hand. Interlock your fingers with hers, ensuring your Qi and hers can connect smoothly.

Real Person, when Zhang Zhiping’s Qi connects to yours, do not resist.

It’s vital preparation—if you resist, the healing could be interrupted at any moment.

Just imagine he’s your closest person.”

Closest person?

Real Person Yuyao searched her memory.

Yet no image of a “closest person” came to mind.

After a long moment,

Strangely enough, the image of Zhang Zhiping surfaced in her head.

She found it odd.

They’d only known each other for less than three days—

Why did it feel like he was already the one she was closest to?

Was it because he was lying right beside her?

His hand was warm…

So this was what it felt like to have someone hold your hand.

Under Dan Yun’s guidance,

Zhang Mengchu and Real Person Yuyao gradually entered the right rhythm.

Before the real dual cultivation started,

Real Person Yuyao swallowed the Supreme Primordial Heaven-Mending Pill.

The atmosphere inside the curtains grew more and more ambiguous.

Once things were fully underway,

Dan Yun exited the curtained area—out of sight, out of mind.

Sure, she’d love to look at Yuyao’s stunning beauty—

But Zhang Mengchu? No thanks.

In her mind, Zhang Mengchu still looked like an old fogey.

Time ticked by slowly.

Dan Yun even started getting drowsy from waiting.

Until suddenly—

A furious roar erupted from inside the curtains:

“You demoness! Give me back my Master’s life!”

The shout boomed like a thunderclap,

Its fierce aura sharp despite the aged tone.

At the same time, a blast of Sword Intent exploded within the curtained area—

Ripping the surrounding silk to shreds.

Two overwhelming auras rose at once—one after another.

One came from Zhang Mengchu—Seventh Stage of Void Fusion.

The other fluctuated between Void Fusion and Grand Ascension,

Th𝗂ʂ 𝓬h𝙖pƚєr 𝑖𝐬 p𝕠ʂƚ℮∂ b𝘺 𝗞𝐢𝘵𝑒𝘯𝐨ѵ𝘦𝗅

Obviously from Real Person Yuyao.

The next second—

A sword’s screech and the thud of a vine whipping through the air resounded.

Dan Yun watched as the disguised Zhang Mengchu coughed up blood and flew out from behind the curtains,

His Flying Sword tumbling across the floor beside him.

Amid the swirling fragments of shredded silk—

Real Person Yuyao stood, murderous rage distorting her beautiful features.

A single thin robe barely clung to her body—

Her fragrant shoulders exposed,

A wooden sword blooming with peach blossoms inverted in her grip.

Her silver-white eyes flashed cold lightning as they swept the room.

When her gaze locked with Dan Yun’s—

Real Person Yuyao’s face suddenly went pale.

Clutching her chest, blood welled up from the corner of her mouth.

Bright drops of crimson fell onto her snow-white robe, staining it a dazzling red.

“Two filthy traitors!”

She trembled all over,

Staggering forward a few steps,

Pointing a shaking finger at Zhang Mengchu and Dan Yun:

“This Venerable One calculated every move—but never expected you two would dare poison the sword during that filthy act!”