Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 717: Old Ancestor Qingyun’s Heartbroken Journey

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“The reward I’m asking for will surely help Master too, so it’s a win-win!”

Li Qingran opened her small palms, her expression full of absolute sincerity.

Chen Huaian observed Li Qingran with a skeptical gaze, wondering how this supposed mutually beneficial arrangement would actually play out.

As for Old Ancestor Qingyun, who was observing them from the shadows, he had detected her presence long ago.

While that innate Spiritual Treasure of Old Ancestor Qingyun was certainly formidable, attempting to evade the senses of a Great Ascension Second Tribulation expert was somewhat optimistic.

He was simply acting as though he hadn't noticed Old Ancestor Qingyun at all.

The reasoning was straightforward…

Old Ancestor Qingyun had been pursuing him for quite some time, frequently sending him gifts that carried very specific, suggestive meanings.

He wasn’t a fool; there was no way he could miss the hints.

However, it was precisely because he understood Old Ancestor Qingyun’s goals that the situation had become so delicate to manage.

He could hardly just inform Old Ancestor Qingyun that his heart belonged to another and that the person in question was his own disciple, could he?

After all, in the eyes of Old Ancestor Qingyun, he was also a thousand-year-old old beast.

One old beast with another—it seemed like a logical pairing.

Thus, to settle the issue with Old Ancestor Qingyun, it was actually quite helpful that she had decided to spy on them today.

He intended to use this moment to reveal the true nature of his bond with Li Qingran, resolving the matter with his dignity intact.

After all…

Regardless of how bold Old Ancestor Qingyun might be, she wouldn't suddenly reveal herself and start screaming,

Ah—! You two, master and disciple, are actually in that sort of relationship!

The embarrassment would be far too much to bear.

Given Old Ancestor Qingyun’s power and reputation, she would certainly never do such a thing.

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“Alright then, tell your Master what kind of compensation you desire.”

“You want…” Li Qingran hesitated, her lovely face turning crimson as she poked a finger against Chen Huaian’s chest, “Doesn’t Master already know what your disciple wants?”

Chen Huaian was well aware.

Li Qingran undoubtedly sought another bout of intense passion until the rest of the world faded away.

Usually, this young disciple maintained a detached, celestial air.

But when they were alone, she transformed completely into a provocative little demon.

However…

With Old Ancestor Qingyun watching from the sidelines,

He needed Li Qingran to voice it herself.

“Your Master doesn’t know.” Chen Huaian’s eyes widened in feigned shock, “If you don't say it, how can I be sure? Speak up, and once I know, I will compensate you properly.”

Li Qingran gave him a playful roll of her eyes.

“Master, stop pretending! If you keep acting like this, I’ll stop talking to you!”

From her hiding spot, Rong Qingyun began to feel that something was amiss.

Li Qingran didn't seem to show the standard reverence a disciple should have for a Master… it looked much more like the flirting of two lovers.

“Pfft—! It’s only natural for someone of Senior Chen’s caliber to be secretly adored by a disciple, isn't it?” Rong Qingyun nodded to herself in the dark, convinced she had solved the puzzle.

Clearly, this girl Qingran harbored a secret crush on Senior Chen.

It was perfectly logical.

Senior Chen was, after all, an extraordinary man.

But since Senior Chen was a thousand-year-old monster, he would never actually involve himself with a young girl like Li Qingran. Furthermore, since she was his disciple, the master-disciple hierarchy made it strictly forbidden.

And then there was the age gap. If people found out, it would be a laughingstock.

Old with old—that was the only proper match!

Chen Huaian continued his act of ignorance.

Suddenly, Li Qingran moved closer, tilted her beautiful face up, and pressed her crimson lips against Chen Huaian’s. Her large eyes blinked as she gazed at him, her eyes filled with an intense, unspoken yearning.

When the kiss finally broke, her blush deepened further. She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and whispered in a low voice, “Now Master should… should know how to reward your disciple, right?”

Chen Huaian felt the surrounding temperature seem to drop a few degrees.

Without making a scene, he simply nodded, “Your Master knows.”

“Hehe~” Li Qingran held Chen Huaian’s face in her hands, her fingers tracing his brows and eyes with a gentle, playful affection, “I only want to be closer to Master, so that if danger ever comes, Master will remember there is a disciple waiting. That way, Master will care for himself more and won't sacrifice his life for others.”

“Today your Master is—”

“There is no need for more words, Master.” Li Qingran cut him off by pressing a finger to his lips. Her supple body followed the motion, pinning him down onto the soft grass, “Your disciple understands everything…”

Her slender finger reached for her waist; before he could even react, the silk ribbon had already come undone with a soft rustle.

The outer layer of moon-white gauze slipped away silently, pooling in the crook of her arm and exposing her shimmering shoulders and delicate collarbones.

Under the dappled sunlight beneath the tree, her skin glowed with a dazzling whiteness. Her cheeks were flushed with an alluring red that spread to her earlobes and even tinted her collarbones a soft pink.

A few strands of dark hair danced in the wind, curling around her smooth skin like ink lines on white jade.

The tips of her hair grazed her skin as she leaned down toward him.

Chen Huaian could feel the girl’s warm, hurried breath right against his ear.

The subtle scent drifting from Li Qingran made his senses reel.

A sudden heat rushed to his head.

Driven by instinct, he reached out to capture those fragrant, tender lips once more…

Beneath the parasol tree, the two shared a kiss as if the rest of the world didn't exist.

Their robes became increasingly disheveled.

And in a hidden corner,

an elderly woman, after a brief moment of intense shock and fury,

finally, quietly… crumbled.

“How—how can this be possible?!”

Rong Qingyun stared in paralyzed shock at the sight that shattered her heart into pieces.

—Her esteemed Senior Chen was actually involved in such a scandalous relationship with his own disciple.

How could Senior Chen degrade himself like this?!

Logic told Rong Qingyun to turn away and flee immediately; watching this was like being crushed by a carriage.

Yet her eyes refused to look away, demanding she witness every detail.

She had to feel the agony and the regret!

This might be the final time in her life she would ever see such a thing.

However…

Just as the passion between the two peaked and Rong Qingyun watched with a morbid focus,

Chen Huaian made a casual motion with his hand.

A powerful formation manifested instantly, shielding him and Li Qingran from view.

Rong Qingyun’s vision went blurry.

She could no longer see a thing.

The scene before her was now nothing but a landscape painting—Chen Huaian and Li Qingran under the tree had vanished like a dream, their very auras erased from the Cangyun Realm.

Rong Qingyun remained frozen for a long time.

Eventually, filled with sorrow, she departed.

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Qingyun Sect.

When the silhouette of Old Ancestor Rong Qingyun finally appeared on the horizon, Qingxuan Daoist, who was waiting at the Mountain Gate, let out a massive sigh of relief. The heart that had been stuck in his throat finally settled.

With the sect’s move approaching, the entire place was in chaos.

As a senior elder, he was swamped with endless requests and Jade Slips.

Since his mother was the sect leader, her approval was needed for many things.

But she had vanished at the most critical time—it had nearly driven him to madness!

Qingxuan Daoist forced a smile and stepped forward to meet her, ready to vent, “Mother, you’re finally back! About the relocation—”

The words died in his throat.

Rong Qingyun’s face, which usually looked as fresh as a peach blossom, was now dark with gloom. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she stared blankly into space, emitting a cold aura that kept everyone at a distance.

“Mother?” Qingxuan Daoist whispered tentatively, his dread growing.

That look… was far worse than the time she caught him stealing her precious thousand-year “Drunken Immortal Brew”!

Rong Qingyun stopped abruptly, her gaze turning into an icy spear that pierced through Qingxuan Daoist.

It was a complex look—filled with anger, letdown, and a type of soul-crushing pain that Qingxuan Daoist had never witnessed before.

“Qingxuan,” Rong Qingyun said. Her voice was raspy and eerily steady, sending shivers down his spine.

“Mother, what’s wrong? Did something happen out there—” Qingxuan Daoist began to ask.

“Be quiet!” Rong Qingyun barked, cutting him off. She took a sharp breath and said coldly, “The greatest regret of my life…”

She had almost said she regretted giving birth to him.

But she held those words back.

“…is that I failed to teach you how to be talented!”

Rong Qingyun spat out the last words through gritted teeth.

Qingxuan Daoist: “???”

He was completely baffled.

Teach him to be talented? He, Qingxuan Daoist, was a respected senior elder of the Qingyun Sect with a peak Nascent Soul cultivation—he was a major figure. Even if he hadn't reached his mother’s Unity Great Perfection, why was he being called “untalented”? He hadn't caused any disasters lately!

“Mother, what do you—” Qingxuan Daoist tried to defend his honor.

Rong Qingyun ignored him and stated firmly, “I am giving you seven days! You must achieve a breakthrough to the Unity Realm within that time! Otherwise…” She paused, her words falling like shards of ice, “Otherwise, I will sever our mortal bonds and end our mother-son relationship! You had better take this seriously!”

Without another look at the stunned Qingxuan Daoist, Rong Qingyun’s aura grew even colder as she turned into a streak of light. With a thunderous boom, she smashed through the ten-thousand-year Xuan Jade door of her own cave dwelling and flew inside.

Then, from deep within the cave, came a loud, utterly uncharacteristic wailing!

“Waaah—! Wuuuuu… my Brother Chen… wuuuu…”

The sobbing was so agonizing and raw that it bypassed the cave's seals, echoing all the way across the empty Mountain Gate plaza.

Qingxuan Daoist stood alone in the breeze, frozen in place, his mind completely scrambled.

He stared at the sealed, vibrating door of the cave and listened to the world-shattering crying coming from within.

Breakthrough to the Unity Realm?

In seven days?

Ending their relationship as mother and son?

None of this made any sense!

What could have possibly happened to her?!

Had someone stolen her Innate Spiritual Treasure?

Or… had someone broken her heart?

Qingxuan Daoist felt his head spin.

As he looked toward the cave and heard her repeatedly crying out Senior Chen’s name, he began to piece the situation together.

There was good news and bad news.

The good news: his mother was heartbroken.

The bad news: because his mother was heartbroken, he was the one paying the price.

In a week, he might be an orphan…

Wait.

Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.

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