Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 585: Deducing the Dog Emperor

Chapter 585: Deducing the Dog Emperor

Liu Cui'e went to cook.

She said she wanted to show Chen Huaian and Li Qingran a little something.

To entertain her two benefactors, she took out the household's only two eggs. Nobody knew how long they had been stored; there wasn't a speck of dust on them. Perhaps Liu Cui'e carefully wiped them every day, dreaming of a feast. Besides those, only some wild vegetables and mushrooms picked from the mountain remained.

Liu Cui'e understood the reality.

These two benefactors looked extraordinary—what haven’t they eaten in terms of exotic delicacies?

But this was the best she could offer.

While Liu Cui'e was busy cooking, Chen Huaian walked alone into the small courtyard and began calculating the current emperor's karmic ties.

Even though he didn't know any Heaven's Calculation techniques, because the target was just an ordinary person—even if he was the emperor of a nation, protected by National Fortune and Dragon Veins—he shouldn't be able to escape Chen Huaian's insight.

That could only mean one thing—there was a cultivator protecting this emperor, masking his destiny from being seen.

And the cultivator's realm was not low; at the very least it was Unity Realm and likely beyond.

A cultivator of that caliber would be an elder-level figure within the major sects of the Cangyun Realm. Why would such a person bother to prop up a petty mortal emperor?

There had to be some secret involved.

"What in the Cangyun Realm can hide from me?" Chen Huaian sneered.

He had struggled and labored to reach his current state; everything he had was earned through sweat and effort.

Where could those crude divination techniques compare to his Electronic Girlfriend customer service—professional and reliable?

"Heaven's Calculation!"

"Check where this dog emperor is hiding, tell me his name, and what useless things he’s done in his life!"

[Heaven's Calculation in progress... This is today's second calculation. Fee: 0.1 top-grade spirit jade.]

"Push!" Chen Huaian waved his hand and grinned. "Money talks!"

Boom—!

The mortal realm’s weather suddenly shifted.

In the Southern Dynasty's imperial palace, inside the Golden Luang Hall.

Embracing beauties and enjoying leisure, Emperor Chu Zhao suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

As if something terrifying was peering at him.

He snapped his head up and looked toward the sky through the hall doors.

The originally clear sky had turned dark in an instant. Black clouds rolled like furious dragons and thunder trundled.

Worse, deep within the clouds a massive golden Thunder Eye had appeared—like a heavenly god's pupil—looking down upon the entire palace.

This Thunder Eye had shown itself once before.

That earlier sighting had already filled him with panic.

But this time it hovered above the palace itself, majestic and imposing, giving him the impression it was targeting him personally.

"What... what is that?!" Chu Zhao's face went pale. He no longer cared for the beauty in his arms or the delicacies on the table; he overturned the table, trembling as he stumbled backward, desperate to hide in a crack of earth. There was none of his usual ruthlessness or regal authority.

It wasn't surprising the ruler of a country was so cowardly.

The golden Thunder Eye seemed to carry endless pressure; merely being stared at made the soul quiver.

Years of reliance on cultivators for protection instantly collapsed; an unprecedented fear surged in him.

"Hurry! Go summon the Imperial Master!" Chu Zhao shouted to the eunuch beside him, his voice shaking.

The eunuch, terrified, scrambled out.

Chu Zhao realized that an unusual celestial phenomenon like this meant a cultivator was performing magic within the Southern Dynasty.

And the cultivator's power likely far exceeded his imagination.

Among the cultivators he had encountered, none could provoke such terrifying heavenly anomalies.

What puzzled him was that weren’t there Imperial Guard Cultivators stationed at the border?

If such a strong cultivator had come into the Southern Dynasty, why hadn't the border reported any disturbance?

Could it be... they were all slain?!

That thought made Chu Zhao even more fearful.

He had obtained his throne thanks to cultivators' power and understood just how terrifying those practitioners were.

To them, his imperial status was worth nothing.

Before long, a cyan escape light shot up from the imperial rear hill and landed in front of the Golden Luang Hall.

The arrival was an elderly man with white hair and beard—none other than the Southern Dynasty's Imperial Protector Master, Lingxiao Daoist.

"Why are you panicking?! With me sheltering you, what is there to fear!" Lingxiao Daoist barked, but his voice trembled and his face was grave as he stared at the sky's anomaly. "Someone is calculating your fate, and their cultivation is extremely high. I will transmit to my sect and have my master come out to assist at once."

He then took out a jade talisman exuding black aura, poured in spiritual energy, and activated it.

The talisman instantly became a streak of light, tearing through the air toward a hidden cave dwelling near the mortal territories of Central Province in the Cangyun Realm.

The golden Thunder Eye in the sky continued to turn slowly, as if searching for something. The whole Southern Dynasty lay under that terrifying pressure.

Lingxiao Daoist was sweating coldly behind him. Looking at the emperor cowering on the dragon throne, he was furious and kicked him. "You worthless thing, think carefully—have you recently offended anyone you shouldn't?"

Chu Zhao, the emperor, dared not resist the kick. He wore a miserable expression. "Imperial Master, I have followed your counsel and minded nothing. I spend my days enjoying the palace—eat, sleep, and pleasure—how could I have offended an immortal?"

Lingxiao Daoist thought it over—perhaps that was true.

Although this dog emperor was useless, he was obedient, a qualified puppet who did whatever he was told.

His only desires were a long life, food and drink, and pleasures with women.

For cultivators, these were trivial wishes that could be satisfied with a few pills.

Moreover, the dog emperor lacked ambition and was easy to control.

If he had offended a cultivator, that cultivator would certainly reveal it sooner than the emperor knew.

Could this Heaven's Calculation be merely a coincidence?

Lingxiao Daoist's expression shifted; he couldn't decide.

At that moment, a scout came crawling in, delivering a jade slip with trembling hands.

"Imperial Master! Imperial Master! Urgent border report!"

The scout paid no attention to the emperor, treating Lingxiao Daoist like the true ruler.

"What happened at the border?" Lingxiao Daoist took the jade slip, infused it with spiritual energy, and activated it. An urgent voice sounded from within.

[Imperial Master, a major event! At least a Unity Realm cultivator has entered the Southern Dynasty! We cannot stop them!]

[We only know the cultivator is a sword cultivator with pale long hair, wearing an abyssal robe, and accompanied by a woman in a green robe of unknown cultivation!]

"What?!" Lingxiao Daoist's vision went dark.

A Unity Realm cultivator had suddenly come into the Southern Dynasty?

What on earth do they want here!

This broken place had nothing valuable...

Lingxiao Daoist was utterly baffled, but this matter would have to wait for his master to come out of seclusion.

He could only hope the Unity Realm cultivator was merely passing through and not here to cause trouble.

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