Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 701: Overbearing Arrogance

The aura of that demonic energy was far from brute violence; it possessed a refined, ancient elegance capable of enchanting all souls, paired with a haughty disdain for every living thing under heaven.

The firmament was instantly dyed in a surreal, shimmering hue of pink and purple. Within this haze, nine colossal and breathtakingly beautiful fox tail phantoms manifested, sweeping through the clouds for ten thousand miles. A tremor rippled through the entire Cangyun Realm under this immense pressure, as myriad beings felt a primal sense of reverence mixed with a dangerous urge to surrender to depravity.

Suddenly, a voice that was both ethereal and melodious, yet saturated with sovereign authority and a languid charm, resonated clearly within the soul-seas of every creature between heaven and earth. It sounded like a celestial melody descending from the Nine Heavens: "I am Tu Shan Yue, the Nine-Tails Heavenly Fox. The Great Dao has acknowledged me, and my heavenly tribulation draws near. From this moment forth, upon the summit of Qingqiu Peak, the incense shall be lit and the wine prepared. I respectfully await all fellow Daoists to bear witness to my... ascension!"

A formal summons!

It was an invitation from the Nine-Tails Heavenly Fox, Tu Shan Yue herself, to observe her immortal ascension ceremony!

It was a display of absolute dominance, wrapped in limitless allure and self-assurance.

Chen Huaian’s movements came to a dead stop. He remained frozen in place, his face just inches from the delicate lips of the woman in his arms.

He snapped his head toward the west, staring at the magnificent yet terrifying pink-purple sky. His deep gaze was clouded with a mixture of alarm and solemnity.

Li Qingran, nestled in his embrace, was also startled awake by this world-shaking phenomenon. Her eyes fluttered open, still hazy and flushed with the lingering confusion of their interrupted moment. She instinctively clutched Chen Huaian’s robes tighter, whispering, "Master... what, what is that...?"

"It is the Nine-Tails Heavenly Fox, Tu Shan Yue." Chen Huaian’s expression grew heavy. "Tu Shan Yue is attempting to ascend to immortality."

He thought back to the intelligence Old Demon Xiao had shared recently—the news that the Cangyun Realm’s heavenly laws, which had long suppressed those at the Great Ascension Stage, were finally loosening. The window to strike at the immortal gate had opened.

He had assumed the first attempt at Great Ascension would be a long way off. He never anticipated that someone would challenge the heavens so quickly.

Furthermore, it wasn't a human cultivator leading the charge, but the supreme sovereign of the demon race, Tu Shan Yue.

There was no doubt that this event would fundamentally shift the balance of power within the Cangyun Realm.

Previously, the successful ascension of Real Person Jade Compassion had served as a stern deterrent, forcing the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to retreat into the shadows.

But now, Tu Shan Yue was not only seeking to ascend but was broadcasting it to the entire world, inviting every cultivator to watch. While it showed her supreme confidence, was it not also a silent threat?

If she achieved immortality, the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains would surely rise again to sow chaos.

"These are truly turbulent times," Chen Huaian remarked with a sigh.

With Tu Shan Yue’s grand announcement echoing through the world, any desire for dual cultivation had vanished for both him and Li Qingran.

"Master, what is our move?" Li Qingran asked, her face mirroring his seriousness. The success or failure of Tu Shan Yue would directly impact the future of the Moon Shadow Sect. "Do we attend the ceremony?"

"We have no choice but to go." Chen Huaian gave a wry, bitter smile. "To decline would be a slight. If she succeeds, she could easily use our absence as a pretext to target us."

His smile faded as his tone shifted. "Besides, this Venerable One is genuinely curious if that fox demon can actually pull it off. After all..."

Chen Huaian recalled his previous divinations regarding Tu Shan Yue’s destiny—she was a being burdened by staggering amounts of sin.

In the era when demons ruled the lands, she had personally led her kin in horrific slaughters. She had wiped out entire human Sects and razed cities to the ground, killing commoners and cultivators alike.

Had the human Sects not banded together to wound her and force her into seclusion, the Cangyun Realm today likely wouldn't have its Three Great Holy Lands, and the number of existing Sects would be halved.

Though Old Demon Xiao mentioned the heavenly laws were weakening, the details remained vague.

If a demon monarch like Tu Shan Yue, stained with so much blood, could successfully reach immortality, then ascension would be as trivial as a meal for figures like Old Demon Xiao or the monk Burning Heaven.

And if that were true, once his own Cultivation reached the necessary level, wouldn't his own ascension be as effortless as breathing?

Furthermore, considering the Electronic Girlfriend game and the Cangyun Realm’s Heavenly Dao were essentially one and the same, Chen Huaian couldn't even fathom what his own tribulation would look like.

Would the heavenly lightning even strike him? It would be like the heavens attacking themselves.

...

In the Northern Continent, atop Taizhou Mountain.

While not the highest peak in the realm, this mountain had become the center of the universe at this moment.

The sky had vanished, replaced by a swirling, violent pool of ink. Massive, suffocating tribulation clouds, heavy as a billion tons of lead, hung so low they nearly brushed the mountain's summit.

Deep within those dark layers, countless bolts of purple-gold lightning slithered and coiled like frenzied serpents. Every discharge ripped through the gloom, bathing Taizhou Mountain in a haunting, pale light.

The thunder didn't just roar in the air; it detonated within the very souls of those present, carrying a divine, world-cleansing power that threatened to annihilate everything in its path.

The atmosphere felt thick and greasy, smelling of ozone and scorched earth. The very stones of the mountain groaned under the invisible weight, cracking as if they could no longer support the pressure.

The entire mountain range for thousands of miles trembled before this apocalyptic force, resembling a tiny island tossed about by a violent sea.

Directly beneath the vortex of the tribulation clouds, on the leveled plateau of the summit, a lone figure sat in isolation.

It was Tu Shan Yue.

She was dressed simply in snow-white gauze, sitting cross-legged and barefoot. Behind her, nine magnificent fox tails, glowing like the purest light in existence, swayed with a slow, rhythmic grace.

Each flick of her tails sent out ripples of light, making her appear strangely serene amidst the chaos of the lightning. Her peerless face showed no sign of terror or even tension—only a cold, detached stillness.

She tilted her head slightly, staring into the heart of the roaring heavenly vortex. It was as if she were observing a destiny already written, while simultaneously offering a silent challenge to the heavens.

Her ancient, noble demonic energy stood firm like a pillar in the center of the storm, meeting the terrifying heavenly might as an equal power.

"Brother White Sword! Pay close attention!"

Tu Shan Yue looked toward the Void Abyss, her gaze seemingly piercing through ten thousand miles to find the white-clad swordsman at his chessboard.

"Today, I, Tu Shan Yue, shall surely ascend to immortality!"

And if she failed...

She whispered a private thought to herself—she would consider her death a way to test the path for her Brother White Sword. If they were not fated to be together in this life, she would wait for the next, where she would find him and be the little fox by his side once more.

Even if... he rarely ever spared her a proper glance.

...

The slopes, the base of the mountain, and the surrounding floating peaks and spirit vessels were packed with spectators. Almost every significant Sect in the Cangyun Realm had arrived in force.

Led by Chen Huaian, the Moon Shadow Sect occupied a prime vantage point on a drifting peak. Li Qingran stood at his side, her small face pale and her fists clenched. She watched the white figure on the summit with a deeply conflicted heart.

Part of her wanted Tu Shan Yue to succeed, as it would prove the path to immortality was open for her Master. Yet, another part of her feared the consequences; if a demon reached such power, it could mean the end for everyone else in the Cangyun Realm.

The surrounding elders and disciples were nearly breathless, their faces ashen under the crushing weight of the heavenly aura. Powerful experts from reclusive clans and top Sects were gathered, yet their combined presence seemed insignificant against the coming storm.

Muttered conversations filled the brief silences between thunderclaps.

"The heavens are like a prison... is this truly the power of a Nine-Tails Heavenly Fox’s ascension? It’s terrifying!"

"Tu Shan Yue's gall is unmatched! To face such divine wrath so calmly..."

"Hmph, let's see if that 'gall' holds up when the first bolt of lightning actually strikes!"

"If she makes it... the demon race will become truly unstoppable..."

One only had to look at the five Great Ascension Stage demonic auras guarding the perimeter of the mountain. The five great demon saints of the Hundred Thousand Mountains had regained their arrogance, their presence radiating a renewed, defiant confidence.