Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 349: Immortal Yuyao’s Seed

Chapter 349: Immortal Yuyao’s Seed

People from the Jade Pool Holy Land are just d*mn cocky.

Even without making a move, their words alone are cocky as h*ll.

The tone and swagger—if Chen Huaian hadn’t already slain no fewer than ten Void Fusion cultivators, he might’ve actually been intimidated.

Seeing the complex looks in the eyes of the Zhenwu Holy Land elders around him,

He knew that if he didn’t put on a good performance now, it would be tough to win these old men over later.

The only solution was to use the flashiest sword techniques he had to crush all these Void Fusion-level cultivators from the Jade Pool Holy Land.

Ideally, he’d go through all twelve sword forms from the Azure Lotus Sword Canon.

That would let these geezers know what kind of foundation and strength he, Chen Huaian, was working with.

Easier said than done. He wanted to stage a show, but the seven Void Fusion cultivators from Jade Pool on the other side clearly weren’t interested in playing along.

【Bro, you’re up against seven Void Fusion cultivators. Think you can take them?】

The Blackscale Sword trembled slightly, and Zhang Yibai’s voice rang out from within.

Chen Huaian glanced around.

He found that most of the Void Fusion cultivators from Zhenwu Holy Land were no longer fit to fight.

Except for Li Ziping, the other elders were either injured or had already exhausted nearly all of their power in the earlier battle.

“How about you teach me two more moves, Old Bro?” Chen Huaian teased. “If I use your techniques to beat them all, your disciples will be more than willing to follow me!”

【Oh ho, trying to scam techniques out of me now, are you?】

Zhang Yibai realized Chen Huaian was fishing for martial arts, but he wasn’t upset.

In his mind, he was already considering what core Zhenwu techniques would be best for someone at the Eighth Realm of Void Fusion to swiftly and efficiently take down seven others.

But just then—

A prompt suddenly appeared in Chen Huaian’s vision.

【Warning!】

【Multiple threats detected in the player’s vicinity. You may be attacked within 30 minutes. Please remove your VR headset and exit “Virtual Girlfriend Game” immediately. If you die, your game avatar will permanently perish!】

The blood-red warning felt like it carried a metallic, bloody tang.

Chen Huaian snapped back to reality—it meant something was happening to his real body.

But he’d already told the Exorcist Division not to wander around lately, and especially not to take on any missions related to the Demon Locking Towers. According to the map, those towers were far from the C Province branch.

Could it be… those monsters were going to directly attack the C Province Exorcist Division?

That nuts?!

Chen Huaian was growing anxious.

He no longer cared about putting on a performance.

【Bro, I’ll teach you one of Zhenwu’s core ultimate arts—Heaven and Earth Are Unkind. It’s crazy powerful and great for fighting multiple enemies.

But it’s also super draining and can’t be used repeatedly. If you haven’t mastered it, using it might even leave you in a “Qi Depletion” state…】

“No need, Old Bro. No time,”

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes.

Facing the seven Void Fusion cultivators, he simply stepped forward.

Each of his steps was firm and steady, like he was measuring every inch of ground with his feet. And with every step, the pressure around him grew heavier.

The surrounding air began to distort and blur. Space cracked. A phantom image of a vast, desolate world began to form behind him.

His steps were slow.

Almost as if he were deliberately giving the Jade Pool cultivators a chance to retreat. If they didn’t… then they would never leave this place again.

Immortal Bamboo had no intention of backing down.

She frowned, staring at that barren world.

The world behind this man was larger than the ones behind all seven of them combined. And the larger the Small World, the stronger the cultivator.

“Who are you? Judging by your appearance, you’re not from Zhenwu Holy Land. Why are you meddling in matters between my Jade Pool and Zhenwu Holy Land?”

“Do you not realize—our Jade Pool Holy Land’s master is one of the few contemporary Mahayana cultivators?”

Immortal Bamboo invoked Immortal Yuyao’s name, lacing her words with threat.

But she didn’t know—

The last person this man feared… was that already “pierced-through” Immortal Yuyao.

“Blah blah blah—just fight already!”

Chen Huaian made a motion like gripping an invisible sword. No one saw him draw it, but a streak of sword light flared from his wrist.

That sword light expanded like a sheet of rice paper, and in just a few breaths, it had already spread across the wide open space in front of Zhenwu Holy Land’s gates.

Everyone was stunned by its grandeur. They could vaguely see galaxies spiraling, the Milky Way churning within the light. That Milky Way surged from the deepest reaches of the sky and merged with the figure standing, sword in hand, becoming a sea of stars.

“A thousand feet of cascading flow—”

A celestial voice echoed from the firmament.

On that star-drenched Milky Way,

A white-clad sword cultivator’s phantom danced and drank.

He took a gulp of fiery liquor, and a flash of sword light descended.

“—As if the galaxy… falls from the Ninth Heaven!”

A carefree, wild laugh resounded.

Celestial music and sword cries merged into thunder that shook the heavens. The rumble was like a flash flood, like an earth dragon rolling—under this one sword, the entire world trembled.

Even gods and ghosts lost color.

Only that sword light, like moonlight, grew denser and colder.

“This sword technique… unmatched under heaven!”

Not just Li Ziping—everyone in Zhenwu Holy Land, elders and disciples alike, were frozen in that sword light, at a complete loss.

Li Ziping, as a disciple of Zhenwu and an elder of the Holy Land,

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Had his pride and convictions.

He never believed Yin-Yang Sword Intent was inferior to any other.

Nor did he think any sword technique could surpass the arts of Zhenwu.

But at this moment, he still couldn’t help but exclaim in awe—

If a sword truly deserved the title of peerless…

It would be this one!

Just as the celestial voice had described, this sword—

Like a waterfall, like flowing water,

Was forged from the entire sky of stars.

Chen Huaian, in the Eighth Realm of Void Fusion, could already unleash 70-80% of Swordfall Galaxy’s full power. When he drew his sword, it was as if the galaxy itself came crashing down. His sword intent was the embodiment of the constellations above.

And anyone who faced that galaxy head-on—

Would ultimately be swallowed by it.

The sword light came roaring in.

It penetrated everything—unstoppable, inescapable.

In a flash, it was upon them.

Sword light like moonlight, moonlight like water.

Silent, but filled with cold, lethal intent.

Immortal Bamboo’s face changed dramatically. She immediately activated her defensive spiritual artifact.

It was a green bamboo fan—

Her life-bound treasure.

Once activated, it would create a bamboo forest around her. Within it, her aura and location would become elusive, nearly impossible to pinpoint—even for Mahayana-level cultivators.

But the moment moonlight touched the bamboo forest, it began to crumble, inch by inch.

Not even a top-grade spiritual artifact could withstand a single sword from this man…

Immortal Bamboo’s heart sank to rock bottom.

She turned and shouted to the other six elders hiding in the bamboo forest:

“Take out your defensive artifacts! If we don’t go all out, none of us are getting out alive!”

All sorts of high-grade treasures flared to life within the bamboo grove.

But the sword light was like a giant hand, constantly pressing down, shrinking the bamboo forest and the space the Jade Pool elders had to survive.

“This is the end of the line…”

Immortal Bamboo gritted her teeth, staring at the encroaching sword light.

Was there any last resort they could use?

In a flash of inspiration—

A green seed surfaced in her mind.

It might be the only trump card left.

Maybe Immortal Yuyao had anticipated this crisis long ago.

But just as she was about to swallow the seed, a wave of dread swept over her.

As if something terrible was about to happen.

Still, her trust in Immortal Yuyao—

Made her shove the seed into her mouth anyway.

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