Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 606: Blood Blade's Scheme

Chapter 606: Blood Blade's Scheme

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Kunlun Immortal Palace.

Blood Blade True One sat upon the main throne. Since becoming the new leader of the immortal palace, the entire decorative style had completely changed. The former lotus ponds had all been demolished, replaced by a grand hall with dim lighting and an oppressive atmosphere.

Broken blades left behind from Blood Blade True One's ritual array formations were embedded everywhere throughout the space.

These shattered blades were densely packed into the floor, surrounding the cross-legged Blood Blade True One like a graveyard of swords.

She had received the energy signature reported by the remnant soul long ago, but hadn't made any rash moves.

She was an extremely cautious person.

Having finally become the leader of Kunlun Immortal Palace, she intended to keep this position for a long time—long enough to show those higher-ups her achievements.

"Are you certain Hua Jin has been crippled?"

Her chilling gaze fell upon several Kunlun disciples kneeling on the floor below.

These disciples were the ones who had fled back from the Exorcist Division.

They had once been Hua Jin's loyal followers. When the leadership of Kunlun Immortal Palace changed hands, they had gone to join Hua Jin's side. Now they had come crawling back in disgrace.

Quite laughable, really.

Did they still think they could pledge loyalty to her?

She despised fence-sitters who switched sides more than anything.

"Your Eminence! We were there at the Demon Sealing Pagoda and witnessed it with our own eyes—it's absolutely true!" One disciple clasped his hands respectfully and said: "Hua Jin the True One was crippled by a sword cultivator. That sword cultivator didn't just cripple Hua Jin the True One—he took down Monk Faming as well."

Blood Blade True One narrowed her eyes.

This was precisely why she hadn't acted rashly.

Although her strength surpassed Hua Jin the True One's, the difference was limited.

If Hua Jin the True One had been easily crippled, it meant this cultivator's power far exceeded Hua Jin's.

What if she encountered him...

"Do you know this cultivator's identity?"

"Your Eminence, we do not." The disciple replied: "We only know he was a sword cultivator with an aged appearance and long gray hair tied behind his head. We couldn't even clearly see his face... RÀΝỌВΕⱾ

Oh, and the cultivator said that Hua Jin the True One had bewitched their ancestor, and he specifically came to cripple that demon woman Hua Jin..."

"Ancestor?!" Blood Blade True One frowned.

The title "ancestor" typically referred to the strongest and longest-lived member of a particular faction.

If that sword cultivator could easily defeat Hua Jin the True One...

And there was still an ancestor behind him?

Then... what cultivation level would that ancestor be?

Unity with the Dao?!

Among Ascenders, after Nascent Soul came Unity, after Unity came Void Shattering, after Void Shattering came Unity with the Dao, and after Unity with the Dao there was one more realm—Ascendant Feathering. Cultivators who reached the Ascendant Feathering realm were just one step away from immortality, making it the strongest realm beneath true divinity.

According to the rules, the Well of Heaven had only opened for the second time now.

At most, only Void Shattering cultivators should be active, to prevent too many powerful cultivators from fighting, consuming resources, and breaking the balance. It was like a newly cultivated fragile ecosystem—wouldn't everything be ruined if you released several apex predators?

Therefore, those powerful ancient existences needed to be gradually awakened as the ecosystem grew.

Could someone be breaking these rules?

Weren't they afraid of being punished by those higher-ups?

The higher-ups wanted a perfect testing ground—they wouldn't want this testing ground to be casually destroyed...

Blood Blade True One's brow remained tightly furrowed.

She had taken over Kunlun Immortal Palace midway and only knew about its current situation through hearsay—certainly not with the depth of understanding that Hua Jin the True One possessed.

Faced with these disjointed pieces of information, she felt like a tiger trying to eat the sky with nowhere to start biting.

However, one thing was certain.

To be safe, she better not take action personally.

What if Hua Jin the True One was just bait?

Rushing to attack might allow her to kill Hua Jin, but it could also put herself in danger.

Until she figured out exactly who had crippled Hua Jin and the mysterious faction behind them...

She needed to proceed with extreme caution.

But this didn't mean she was completely without options.

"Is there anything else you need to report?"

Blood Blade True One's cold, indifferent gaze fell upon them, a barely detectable killing intent flickering in her eyes.

"N-no, nothing else. This is all the information we have! Please spare our lives, Your Eminence!"

"If there's nothing else, then leave."

Blood Blade True One waved her hand as if shooing flies.

The disciples felt as if they'd received amnesty, their tense nerves relaxing as expressions of relief and obsequiousness surfaced on their faces.

They thought their intelligence had been accepted and their lives were spared.

Just as they began to kowtow in gratitude—

"Thwick! Thwick! Thwick!"

Several subtle yet piercing penetration sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The broken blades deeply embedded in the floor seemed pulled by invisible forces, suddenly shooting up from the ground and transforming into numerous vicious crimson blade lights!

The disciple kneeling at the front—the obsequious smile not even fully formed on his face—had a broken blade precisely pierce through his forehead, the tip emerging from the back of his skull, bringing with it a spray of red and white matter.

The light in his eyes instantly extinguished as his body stiffly fell backward.

The disciple beside him stared in horror, just about to scream when another broken blade pierced through his throat.

The sound cut off abruptly, leaving only gurgling air leaks as blood gushed forth.

The remaining disciples were either pierced through the heart or decapitated... death came in the blink of an eye.

The thick scent of blood instantly filled the entire hall. Several corpses maintained their kneeling postures before slowly collapsing limply to the ground.

"Worthless trash, still deluded enough to think they could survive..."

Blood Blade True One didn't even bat an eyelid, as if she had merely casually crushed a few insects.

She slowly raised her hand, fingers making a beckoning motion in the air.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

The blood-stained broken blades seemed to possess life of their own, buzzing and trembling as they pulled free from the corpses, dragging blood trails as they flew back to their original positions and re-embedded themselves in the floor.

When everything settled...

It was as if they had never left their original positions.

Though visibly, the luster of the blades seemed to have grown slightly darker.

Blood Blade True One took out a handkerchief and casually wiped her hands.

Her indifferent eyes swept over each corpse.

"What are you waiting for? Drag these corpses away for me!"

Her icy voice echoed through the hall, and immediately figures stirred behind a screen.

Several disciples emerged trembling, heads bowed as they dragged away the corpses.

They cleaned the floor meticulously, terrified that any insufficient effort might bring about their own deaths.

Meanwhile, Blood Blade True One rose and walked toward a completely ordinary wall deep within the hall.

She formed a complex hand seal with her fingers, condensing a drop of vital essence at her fingertip, which she pressed against a specific point on the wall.

Rumble—!

The wall silently recessed inward, sliding open to reveal a dark, deeply descending stone stairway behind it.

A heavy, Yin-chilling aura and the scent of ancient dust rushed out.

Night pearls embedded along both sides of the passage emitted faint light, barely illuminating the path ahead.

Blood Blade True One's figure disappeared into the passage, the wall silently closing behind her, cutting off all connection to the outside world.

Now that it was confirmed Hua Jin the True One was crippled...

To be safe, she would assume Hua Jin still had some combat capability.

Then sending two Ascenders at the peak of Unity Realm should be enough to bring Hua Jin the True One back to her, right?

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