Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 576: Crushing Victory

Chapter 576: Crushing Victory

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The back mountains of Moon Shadow Sect remained oblivious to the affairs of heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, the battle before the main hall of Moon Shadow Sect remained fiercely contested.

After several exchanges, Cang Jingbo of Xuanhe Gate had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Gasping for breath as he watched Xu An strolling casually before him, his heart churned with mixed emotions.

Why?

Why did Xu An, clearly at the same cultivation level, possess so much more True Essence than him?

Why was Xu An, about the same age, so much stronger in sword techniques than him!

With so many resources at their disposal, they should be able to defeat the prodigies of every sect!

Moon Shadow Sect shouldn't amount to much either!

Indeed, they had ultimately failed to live up to the resources provided by their sect leader, making complete fools of themselves.

Cang Jingbo leaned on his sword to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Xu An frowned: "You're simply no match for me. Do you really want to continue? If you do, your injuries will only become more severe. Don't come complaining later that Moon Shadow Sect bullied Xuanhe Gate disciples!"

"Hmph, Xuanhe Gate doesn't need your pity!" Cang Jingbo took a deep breath, secretly activating a blood-burning technique, his gaze turning icy as he stared at Xu An: "Besides, the match isn't over yet... How can you be so sure I'm not your match?!"

Cang Jingbo fully activated the blood-burning divine ability, his entire skin turning crimson like a boiled lobster.

"Come, today I'll show you the true strength of a Xuanhe Gate disciple!"

Xu An silently observed Cang Jingbo, stroked his chin, then suddenly reached out and tapped Cang Jingbo's body.

Tap tap!

Cang Jingbo froze in place, suddenly realizing he couldn't move.

He stared wide-eyed at Xu An, his voice strained: "You... what did you do to me..."

"You activated some secret technique that burns vital essence, right?" Xu An circled around Cang Jingbo, one hand behind his back while casually tapping acupoints on Cang Jingbo's back as he strolled: "The characteristic of such divine abilities is that they require some preparation time after activation, because burning vital essence isn't an instantaneous process.

I advise you not to use such techniques that harm the enemy eight hundred while damaging yourself a thousand. Their side effects far exceed your imagination—it's not as simple as replenishing some blood and energy after use.

Also, I don't know where this technique came from, but if your sect leader gave it to you, then she definitely isn't treating you as true disciples."

"Shut up!" Cang Jingbo's face twisted ferociously: "How dare you insult our sect leader? If you have any guts, release my sealed acupoints and see if I don't beat you to death!"

Xu An shook his head helplessly.

It's hopeless.

These Xuanhe Gate disciples have been brainwashed into complete madness.

Any disciple from a sect with some heritage in Cangyun Realm knows that such techniques for temporarily boosting power usually have severe side effects.

Most sect leaders prohibit the circulation of such techniques.

The minority of sects that do practice them only allow outer disciples to learn them, since outer disciples' lives aren't valuable—they can expend their life force and potential to protect the sect.

"Alright, you can step down now."

There was no way Xu An would help Cang Jingbo release his acupoints.

With a gentle push of both hands, a soft force sent Cang Jingbo off the martial platform.

Although Cang Jingbo still shouted about fighting Xu An to the death, the presiding elder had already declared Moon Shadow Sect the winner.

"These Xuanhe Gate disciples are really lacking—poor temperament, and they don't follow rules!" Tang San repeatedly shook his head.

He had originally held some expectations for Xuanhe Gate disciples, as their talent was genuinely good.

But now he had no such thoughts whatsoever—sometimes temperament is truly more important than talent.

Talent determines the ceiling, while temperament determines whether a cultivator can reach their ceiling, and whether they can break through it.

"Amitabha, after all, they're just some small sect that appeared out of nowhere. Sect Leader Tang shouldn't set his expectations too high."

Fa Dahai smiled as he took a sip of cola, then immediately burped at Tang San.

Tang San, having gradually integrated, immediately burped back.

The entire spectator area soon echoed with a chorus of 'frog calls'.

"The remaining three disciples from Xuanhe Gate activated their secret techniques early—have they gone mad?" suddenly exclaimed a cultivator in astonishment.

Everyone turned to look and was immediately shocked.

Aside from Jiang Yuqing who had already competed and remained unconscious, and Cang Jingbo who was weakened,

the remaining three Xuanhe Gate disciples had all turned the crimson color of boiled lobsters, their eyes bloodshot as they breathed heavily.

"Come on, continue!"

One of the disciples stepped onto the martial platform, his expression ferocious.

Yue Qianchi snorted coldly, retrieving a heavy sword as wide as a door panel from her storage ring, walking up step by step with each footprint leaving a dent.

Within a few breaths, the Xuanhe Gate disciple who had activated the secret technique was smacked off the platform by the heavy sword.

"Pathetic dogs! Even cheating, you're still pathetic dogs!"

Yue Qianci snorted disdainfully, crossing her arms as she leaned against her heavy sword: "With this level of skill, you'd better go back and work on your temperament. Moon Shadow Sect is letting you keep your lives, but if you encounter those ruthless rogue cultivators out there, you'll end up dead without intact corpses!"

The Xuanhe Gate disciples remained silent, heads bowed as if brewing something.

In the next match, the Xuanhe Gate disciple exchanged a hundred moves with Zhen He before finally being sent flying, crashing against a pillar in front of the main hall while vomiting blood.

"Poor temperament, reckless techniques, full of openings! Inferior quality!"

Zhen He snorted coldly, descending from the martial platform while slowly fanning himself with a folding fan.

Finally, only Sect Leader Qingran and that Wang Haotian from Xuanhe Gate remained.

Li Qingran stood at the center of the martial platform holding a single sword, her moon-white long dress fluttering slightly in the breeze.

Her raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, casually tied up with a single green jade hairpin, a few strands falling before her shoulders, complementing her snow-white skin. She emanated an ethereal, celestial aura that seemed detached from worldly matters, making others dare not profane her.

Everyone knew Chen Huaian—Moon Shadow Sect's ancestor—was her master. For every day she didn't take action, she would be questioned—questioned about her strength, questioned about her talent.

Today's action was to shatter all doubts, unrelated to saving face.

She disliked those gazes that treated her like a decorative vase.

Wang Haotian immediately lowered his head after just one glance at Li Qingran.

Before this Moon Shadow Sect leader, he felt like an insignificant firefly facing the sun.

He was Xuanhe Gate's final hope.

It was said Li Qingran was Moon Shadow Sect's leader, and also a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

He was about to challenge a sect leader!

This put enormous pressure on him.

But...

He was also at the Nascent Soul cultivation level.

If he could defeat Li Qingran, the failures of his junior disciples ahead would mean nothing.

No one knew the sect leader had given him a special mission.

Wang Haotian approached Li Qingran carrying a long spear, his sharp gaze locking onto the celestial figure.

The sect leader had given him many pills that enhanced talent.

He originally had three spiritual roots—water, earth, and wood—but the sect leader had replaced them with single spear spiritual root and thunder spiritual root.

He originally had the lowest-grade dantian, but the sect leader had replaced it with a third-grade dantian.

Although he didn't know how the sect leader accomplished this, he only needed to know that he could never repay the sect leader's kindness.

The secret technique the sect leader gave him was even more explosive, with stronger side effects, producing even more heaven-defying effects.

And he had only one mission.

That was to exhaust all his strength to kill Li Qingran.

To prevent the many powerful old monsters surrounding them from detecting it,

he had to hide first, show weakness to the enemy, then suddenly activate the secret technique when no one could react, completing the counter-kill.

"Come on!"

He puffed out his chest, pointing his long spear at Li Qingran.

"Let me see what your Moon Shadow Sect leader is really made of!"

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