Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 679: Ten Thousand Swords

Chapter 679: Ten Thousand Swords

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In the span of a single heartbeat.

Suspended neatly within the void were tens of thousands of top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords. Each possessed an ancient aesthetic, featuring pitch-black frames adorned with the flowing shimmer of frigid starlight across their edges.

Intricate celestial runes sparked briefly upon the metal before fading into the dark.

The ten thousand swords remained motionless, their sword qi perfectly internalized and hidden.

Despite the silence, a suffocating pressure of grim, lethal intent saturated the atmosphere.

They resembled a mute battalion of assassins, poised and awaiting the signal to strike.

In the distance, Real Person Jade Compassion remained in a pitiable crouch, channeling energy into the Origin Core.

These top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords were essentially on the verge of becoming spiritual tools.

The only thing preventing them from ascending to the spiritual tool rank was the limitation of their base materials; in terms of sheer destructive capability and craftsmanship, they were indistinguishable from true spiritual tools.

She was well aware that White Sword’s cultivation had reached a level that defied the natural order.

However, to manifest ten thousand flying swords in a single breath?

While mass-producing ten thousand blades wasn't an impossible feat, the true difficulty lay in the simultaneous refinement, a task that demanded an astronomical amount of mental fortitude.

She lacked the capacity to even attempt refining ten thousand swords at once, yet White Sword accomplished it with total nonchalance.

To him, it appeared as effortless as drawing breath.

"What a monster!" Real Person Jade Compassion pouted, whispering a soft curse under her breath.

During her time in the Cangyun Realm, she often compared her progress to other prodigies, occasionally feeling a sense of inadequacy.

Now that she had ascended to immortality, the only peer in the Immortal Realm was this 'Sword Bearer,' forcing her to measure herself against him.

This comparison only served to deepen her sense of inferiority.

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White Sword surveyed the "sword formation" he had spontaneously forged, then gave a cold, detached flick of his wrist.

Buzz!

The fabric of space trembled, and the vast sea of pristine top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords vanished instantly, leaving no trace of their existence.

Once the task was finished, White Sword brushed his palms together as if clearing away invisible dust.

His voice remained flat, tinged with a faint note of mockery: "Just a heap of trash... but it should serve as a decent toy for that brat for a while."

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At the heart of the formation on Earth Star.

Lin Fan’s fingers shook with frantic joy as he gripped the ten glowing, bone-chilling top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords.

Behind the cloth blindfold, his eyes burned with a vivid green light, reminiscent of a ravenous wolf eyeing a helpless lamb.

"It's enough! This is plenty! Ancestor, with these, this junior will surely shatter that demon immortal avatar into such tiny fragments that even his mother wouldn't recognize him! Hehehe..." He impatiently unsheathed one of the blades halfway, the icy glint reflecting off his twisted, grinning mouth as he imagined the chaos of their detonation.

Never in his life had he been granted the luxury of such an expensive battle.

In truth, he had only requested top-tier spiritual artifact long swords from the ancestor.

He assumed the ancestor would naturally possess a few such items.

In the past, he had made do with standard spiritual artifact swords; whether they were top-tier or not had never been a priority.

Yet, the ancestor had handed him ten of them without blinking!

Who could possibly withstand such a bounty!?

Zhang Yibai could read Lin Fan’s greedy thoughts just by observing his face.

He felt compelled to offer a warning: "Little Lin, don't waste them! These are genuine top-tier spiritual artifacts, not random sticks gathered from the roadside!"

"I know, I know!" Lin Fan waved him off distractedly, his focus entirely consumed by the swords cradled in his arms.

He was already debating which blade would serve as the perfect "opening gift" for his enemy.

Meanwhile, Chen Huaian was consumed by anxiety.

He was frantically hitting the restock button within the Electronic Girlfriend shop interface.

His finger tapped at a rate of at least ten times per second.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Restock already!

【Top-tier Spiritual Artifact Flying Swords】Status: Restocking... (99%)

The progress bar suddenly surged to completion, causing Chen Huaian’s eyes to snap wide.

Here it comes! Hehe!

The moment the thought surfaced—

Buzz!

The store's display refreshed violently!

【Top-tier Spiritual Artifact Flying Swords】Status: In Stock! (Inventory: 10000)

Ten thousand?!

Despite his expectations, the sheer scale of the number caused Chen Huaian’s pupils to shrink and his heart to thud against his ribs.

The previous shipment was only ten swords, and now the restock added ten thousand? What kind of logic was this?

This Electronic Girlfriend shop... was simply too absurdly lavish.

This wasn't a restock; it was a wholesale liquidation!

He fought to keep his shock hidden, maintaining the "unshakeable composure of an ancestor." His hand blurred as he reached into his storage pouch, moving so quickly he left afterimages, making it appear as though he were merely pulling items from his own collection.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!

This time, it wasn't merely a flash of light; it was a literal eruption of sword qi toward the heavens!

A torrent of blinding sword glints, saturated with razor-sharp energy, poured from Chen Huaian’s storage pouch like a collapsing star system! The depths of the earth vein were instantly flooded with freezing sword qi, transforming the space into a colossal sword cemetery.

The swords shared a uniform, ancient design, their bodies forged from a dark, meteorite-like iron.

The blades were sleek and narrow, with cold light dancing along their sharp edges.

They did not fall in a messy heap but hovered in perfect formation like a disciplined army.

Their points aimed toward the ground, humming with a low, vibrating resonance.

Ten thousand blades hung in the air, their sword qi weaving a deadly web.

The collective weight of their murderous, piercing intent felt as though it could shred the very space within the earth vein.

"Hiss—!!!"

Zhang Yibai let out a sharp gasp, his eyes bulging and his jaw hanging slack.

"Good gods!" Gu Changsheng leaped up instantly, his mouth falling open in total shock. His expression moved beyond mere surprise into a state of complete bewilderment. He stared at the wall of swords obstructing his path, then at Chen Huaian’s "unperturbed" face, his mind reeling.

As for Lin Fan...

The ten swords he had been clutching slipped from his grasp and clattered onto the floor.

He stood frozen, as if struck by a paralysis spell.

Underneath the cloth over his eyes, two beams of intense green light seemed ready to burn through,

locked onto the hovering sea of black steel.

The dark grin on his face locked in place before slowly stretching into a wide, manic expression of pure ecstasy. A series of guttural "heh heh" sounds escaped his throat, his frame quivering with raw adrenaline.

Swords!

Hehe!

So many beautiful swords!

Hehehe!

Every single one a top-tier spiritual artifact!

There are so many!!!

"Anc... Ancestor..." Lin Fan gulped, his feverish eyes fixed on Chen Huaian, his voice cracked and shaking, "You... you call this... 'a little' stock?!"

"That is correct," Chen Huaian replied with practiced calm. "Is this venerable one's definition of 'a little' the same as yours? You really need to broaden your horizons!"

He let out a soft laugh, feeling quite pleased with the array of top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords filling the air.

It only cost ten thousand top-grade spirit jade—where else could one find such a bargain?

After all, a single shard of premium Celestial Jade Marrow could yield tens of thousands of tons of top-grade spirit jade.

Spending ten thousand was nothing more than a speck of dust.

"Take them and use them as you see fit; don't worry about the cost." Chen Huaian made a dismissive gesture. "With this many top-tier spiritual artifact flying swords, you should have no trouble securing the remaining premium Celestial Jade Marrow."

He mused that Li Qingran might not even need to intervene.

Perhaps Lin Fan could simply overwhelm the enemy in a single strike?

It would be best to eradicate that demon immortal avatar once and for all.

"Rest easy, Ancestor!" Lin Fan began to express his gratitude for the windfall.

Suddenly, the scent of Celestial Jade Marrow wafted down from the grand formation above.

The expressions of Zhang Yibai and Gu Changsheng shifted instantly as they focused their concentration on maintaining the formation.

Chen Huaian turned to give Lin Fan a final instruction but stopped mid-sentence.

Ten thousand swords hung in eerie silence.

The only sound was the faint, high-pitched vibration of the blades.

Lin Fan stood beneath the canopy of steel.

Behind his blindfold, the corners of his mouth twisted into a crazed snarl, and low, predatory growls rumbled in his chest.

"Ancestor!"

"This junior is heading out! Hehehe!"

Boom!!!

A monstrous sword intent suddenly detonated from the heart of the earth vein, piercing through the ceiling toward the sky.

This power didn't emanate from the ten thousand blades, but from Lin Fan himself!

The crushing pressure of the Void Shattering Third Level, fused with a lethal, destructive Sword Intent, surged like a hidden tidal wave—

In an instant, it pulverized the multiple layers of isolation barriers Zhang Yibai had painstakingly constructed!

It tore through the rock and earth with brutal force, charging directly toward the demon immortal avatar of Chen Niu with murderous intent...

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