Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 737: Only One Sword Needed
Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
Wang Dagen always viewed himself as a worldly fellow.
Yet, he could scarcely believe that such remarks would escape the lips of someone like Li Qingran, a cultivator of her esteemed rank. She topped the Beauty Ranking, and if the cultivators who pored over that list endlessly caught wind of this, their mouths would likely hang open in shock...
After all, the title they bestowed upon Li Qingran was—Aloof Immortal Maiden.
An Aloof Immortal Maiden eager to explore the Bliss Sect's storied heritage?
Absurd!
Still, Wang Dagen removed his Sect Master token and passed it over to Li Qingran.
He felt fairly sure by now that Li Qingran and Chen Huaian shared some secret connection.
He'd picked up on something unusual quite some time back.
Having figured it out, he knew it was crucial to pretend ignorance.
Utter fewer words, take more actions, seal his lips tight, or else his own life could hang in the balance.
"Sect Master Li, just head down this narrow trail, and you'll arrive at our sect's fresh Scripture Chamber. The Alchemy Pavilion sits directly after it." Wang Dagen indicated the route for Li Qingran, then dropped his tone:
"With the Sect Master token in hand, you'll gain entry to the hidden rooms in both the Scripture Chamber and the Alchemy Pavilion. Real treasures await there, plus a few minor gadgets this old fellow whipped up in his spare moments. Get my drift?"
At those words, Li Qingran's gaze sparkled, and she flashed Wang Dagen a thumbs-up.
"Got it!"
Then, clutching the Sect Master token, she dashed off with a "clip-clop, clip-clop" toward the Scripture Chamber's location.
Wang Dagen shook his head, eyeing Li Qingran's elegant silhouette as he let out repeated sighs: "The Moon Shadow Sect's ancestor certainly lives large... Such a shame, Sect Master Li remains so youthful, alas~"
Su Qinian made his way back to the Moon Shadow Sect without pause.
He sought out Chen Huaian, but before a single word could leave his mouth.
A sword landed right in front of him.
"Huh?" Su Qinian froze, a foreboding feeling swelling in his chest.
"Come on, let's have a spar with This Venerable One." Chen Huaian lifted his eyelids, gazing at Su Qinian with cool detachment.
"Spar? Against you?" Su Qinian jabbed a finger at his own chest, "With me?"
"That's right." Chen Huaian gave a nod.
"Ancestor, if something about me bothers you, just speak plainly. No reason to circle around it like this." Su Qinian managed a tight smile, "Should I have slighted you somehow, I can make amends..."
"You've done nothing to offend This Venerable One." Chen Huaian grew a touch restless from Su Qinian's nonstop talk: "Can't you tell This Venerable One has reined in his cultivation to the early Unity Realm? Word is your strength has skyrocketed lately, pushing straight to the peak of the Unity Realm. This Venerable One worries your rapid progress left your foundation shaky. Today, I've come especially to aid in stabilizing your realm!"
"Stabilize my cultivation? No... that's not needed..."
Su Qinian felt a twinge of fear.
He believed his realm stood firm already.
Lately, while practicing that Heavenly Demon Art, he'd only aimed to toughen his body and boost his fighting ability during moments with his white moonlight. Unexpectedly, diving into the cultivation proved astonishing. His bones and sinews across the body felt renewed, and the long-stuck bottleneck began to give way.
He pressed forward relentlessly, shattering barriers one after another.
Maybe from years of built-up potential bursting forth, his realm surged to the peak of the Unity Realm and halted there. Just one more step, and his role as Supreme Elder would be solidly earned.
Thanks to the Heavenly Demon Art's base, his realm felt rock-solid.
The key issue was, he doubted he could overcome the ancestor even with her cultivation held at early Unity Realm.
He had no desire to end up battered and bruised...
"Spar with This Venerable One, and I'll get you the newest washing machine model."
The moment Chen Huaian spoke, Su Qinian's eyes gleamed: "Ancestor, you... you're serious?!"
Chen Huaian smacked a home appliance supermarket flyer right onto Su Qinian's face:
"Would This Venerable One deceive you? Battle This Venerable One once, and choose any washing machine from that list!"
Su Qinian scanned the washing machines pictured on the flyer. All sorts of brands, designs, features—an overwhelming selection.
Such items might not tempt fellow cultivators, but to Su Qinian, it was akin to a sword cultivator stepping into the Sword Tomb. His eyes locked on instantly, unable to look away.
So what if the ancestor pummeled him senseless?!
For a superior, larger, more useful magical artifact, he'd gladly take the spar!
Su Qinian carefully stowed the Lejia Home Appliance Supermarket flyer in his storage ring. Rising to his feet, he squared his shoulders and saluted Chen Huaian with clasped hands: "Ancestor, this junior ventures to challenge you today. Please show mercy and don't... aiyah!"
Before his words ended, the impatient Chen Huaian unsheathed his sword and leaped forward.
Without deploying any sword technique, the Black Scales Sword burst forth like a shadowy dragon from its scabbard, its tip trained on Su Qinian.
Even before the blade reached, a bone-chilling Sword Intent had already pinned Su Qinian in place.
Su Qinian's pupils shrank, sensing his very soul on the verge of shredding under the advancing Sword Intent.
Not only his soul—the ambient air and space around cracked bit by bit beneath Chen Huaian's Sword Intent.
Right before him, the sunlight pouring through the window suddenly fractured and warped.
In that split second, the sword light struck silently.
"Ah—!" An intense crisis prompted Su Qinian to whip out his sword on reflex, unleashing his Black Tortoise Sword Intent, weighty as a tumbling peak.
As his Sword Intent burst out, the cave dwelling that ought to crumble under the force stayed utterly still, as though held firm by some unseen colossal palm.
The sword light, fierce as roaring infernos, smashed against Chen Huaian's Sword Qi.
*Clang—!*
His vaunted Black Tortoise Sword Intent crumbled away in a flash.
That ferocious, surging Sword Qi struck what seemed a riddled barrier, swiftly splitting apart, fizzling out, and fading into nothingness.
By the point Su Qinian aimed to follow up with another slash.
A silhouette loomed in front of him, an icy sword laid across his throat.
Su Qinian drew in a sharp breath, his form halting abruptly, rigid as stone.
"Advancing through realms so swiftly isn't all it's cracked up to be, huh? So this counts as peak Unity Realm? Rather underwhelming."
Chen Huaian returned his sword to its sheath and positioned himself before Su Qinian, face impassive.
Su Qinian dropped his Black Tortoise Sword. Amid his stupor, his mind brimmed with pure discouragement.
He mulled over countless excuses, such as the ancestor being a Great Ascension Stage expert at heart, her Sword Intent delving into deep mysteries, brushing against the Dao's essence.
Yet... one truth he couldn't deny.
—The ancestor had truly limited herself to early Unity Realm cultivation.
Even granting the ancestor's superior sword mastery, a gap of three full minor realms separated them.
Besides, within the Unity Realm, each minor realm's divide loomed like an abyss.
Holding a three-abyss advantage over the ancestor, he still fell to her with just one sword strike.
In this instant, Su Qinian sensed his thousands of years of cultivation had amounted to zilch.
The arrogance and thrill from his string of breakthroughs lately got quenched like fire under ice water, snuffed entirely.
"Ancestor, this junior admits defeat." Su Qinian bowed with cupped hands to Chen Huaian, bitterness flooding his mouth: "This junior got too full of himself these days.
Luckily, the ancestor stepped in promptly to jolt this junior awake. Without that, who knows how long this junior would have squandered...
No more words needed. This junior heads to closed-door cultivation right away!"
Outwardly, Chen Huaian kept his frosty air, but inside, delight bubbled up.
Particularly at the sight of Su Qinian resembling a schoolboy chided by the principal.
Is this the thrill of serving as a sect senior?
It feels incredibly satisfying!
Yet what astonished Chen Huaian further was.
Even capped at early Unity Realm, he managed to firmly overpower Su Qinian at the realm's peak.
One should recall that among Unity Realm cultivators, Su Qinian wasn't any pushover, but a powerhouse ranking in the top echelon.
Thus, taking Su Qinian as the benchmark.
His present power roughly matched ten Su Qinians?