Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 760: Li Qingran Has a Daoist Partner?

At present, just a single cultivator out of the entire Canglan Realm was permitted entry.

The moment Li Qingran stepped into the Canglan Realm, the gateway leading to that small thousand world would seal shut.

Such was the standard regulation observed by nearly all small thousand worlds.

This served as a defensive measure to stop an overwhelming rush of experts from larger realms, which might shatter the fragile laws holding the world together.

Word of this spread, plunging numerous cultivators into profound distress.

A few mourned the missed opportunity to journey across the small thousand world in the company of the Qingran Fairy, whereas others grieved over their inability to venture into the small thousand world for training, pondering endlessly how much longer their current impasse would hinder their progress.

Yet, the revelation concerning the small thousand world only brought disappointment.

A different announcement stunned every cultivator completely.

For countless experts across the Cangyun Realm, the revelation hit like thunder out of a clear sky.

Plenty of cultivators viewed Li Qingran as the core inspiration and faith fueling their path of cultivation.

Upon hearing that Li Qingran had taken a Dao Companion, certain individuals teetered dangerously close to qi deviation.

…

On that evening, the sharp cracks of broken jade items rang out from endless cave abodes, while muffled cries of sorrow boomed across various summits.

A handful of elite talents from prominent sects—figures typically haughty and forever vying for supremacy—had inexplicably converged on a barren hilltop, as though bound by some silent pact.

Not a word passed between them. Instead, they quietly produced flasks of aged spirit wine, stored away for hundreds of years, and guzzled them down relentlessly.

The sharp spirit scorched their insides, but it failed to quench the choking resentment and sorrow weighing on their souls.

"Fairy Qingran! Wuwuwu…" Ximen Chuishui, the favored pupil of the Blade Sect's Fu Hongyu—famed throughout the Cangyun Realm as a distant blade expert, a refined young master, and a notable presence among rising stars—was gripping a jar of liquor, howling and weeping uncontrollably, his features smeared with tears and mucus.

"How could she suddenly gain a Dao Companion like that! No warning whatsoever! Did they perhaps ignite their passion in just one evening?!"

Next to him, the heir of the Spirit Beast Sect, who always obsessed over his poise, now sported disheveled robes hanging loose. At his side, a scarce Cloud-Patterned Leopard appeared to feel its owner's anguish and fury, emitting soft, woeful growls. The heir abruptly smacked his leg. "I won't stand for it! Those Golden-Plumed Eagle eggs I've yet to nurture were supposed to form part of my tribute to the Fairy!"

"What if some scoundrel manipulated Fairy Qingran's heart? Lured her into a Dao union? If not, what person could ever deserve Fairy Qingran?!" one voice suggested.

"No, that… that probably isn't the case, right?" another replied. "Fairy Qingran's Master ranks as the Cangyun Realm's top sword cultivator. Even if a trickster fooled Fairy Qingran, could they fool the foremost sword master too?"

The lead disciple of the Qi Sect, cheeks burning red, abruptly hurled his wine jar against the earth. "What good is sitting here boozing and speculating!? Come morning! We head straight to the Moon Shadow Sect! We need to… we need to witness for ourselves which scumbag snatched the most radiant gem from our Cangyun Realm!"

"Right! Let's head there!"

"I'm joining!"

"Include me!"

"Should Fairy Qingran have been truly misled, we'll alert the Chen Sword Master! That fiend must face justice!"

The bottled-up feelings, now unleashed, flared up fiercely under the influence of the spirits.

The instant the idea surfaced, waves of supportive yells erupted across the empty peak. Thus, this band of intoxicated geniuses locked in their scheme.

…

The following morning, as dawn barely broke the horizon.

Beyond the Moon Shadow Sect's entrance, normally veiled in haze and radiating a tranquil, otherworldly vibe, chaos and clamor already reigned.

Elite youths from diverse sects, dressed in their faction's attire, clustered in thick throngs.

Some lounged against their spirit companions with folded arms, belching from the remnants of last night's indulgence. Others strode restlessly to and fro, having worn down multiple stone tiles beneath their steps. A few more stretched their heads, desperately trying to glimpse within the gate.

Traces of last night's excess mixed with raw emotional turmoil had robbed these normally graceful and composed elites of all decorum.

The uproar of chatter, disputes, and gripes blended into a din, turning the spot into a lively bazaar at the start of the day.

"We've heard Fairy Qingran secured a Dao Companion and arrived to extend our best wishes!" This came from the more restrained group.

"Send out Fairy Qingran's Dao Companion! I demand to lay eyes on the one with such nerve!" The fiery-tempered shouted this.

"To claim the role of Fairy Qingran's Dao Companion, he has to rank among the finest young prodigies in the Cangyun Realm. I'm curious if he can survive even one strike from my blade?!" This boast originated from an overly assured powerhouse.

"Ahhhhh! Fairy Qingran! You really accepted a Dao Companion! I call for a duel to the death with your Dao Companion!" This outburst stemmed from sheer madness.

…

The handful of Moon Shadow Sect guards at the entrance had never encountered anything like this uproar.

These weren't typical practitioners. They represented the prized jewels, the darlings of all great sects.

The Moon Shadow Sect's ongoing stance toward outsiders focused on fostering bonds and alliances with fellow sects to stand united against the Demon Race.

Such sect elites were essentially off-limits—you couldn't strike them, nor could you berate them.

Clenching their jaws, the guards strove to impose some calm, yet their calls vanished amid the tumult.

And moreover…

Since when had Li Qingran acquired a Dao Companion?

Even they, as members of the Moon Shadow Sect, remained in the dark about it. How had these outsiders learned of it ahead of them?

Precisely who was disseminating such gossip?!

Within the ranks of Moon Shadow Sect members working to steady the crowd at the gate, an elegant silhouette tugged her hood low, masking her visage, her exploits and fame tucked away in secrecy.

Certain matters simply required a gentle nudge.

Lacking this kind of spark, heaven knows how much time that lass Qingran and the Chen Sword Master might need before revealing their bond to the world.

"We demand to meet Li Qingran's Dao Companion!"

The cries from the sect elites steadily aligned, brimming with intense fervor.

And while these sect elites bellowed, some regular members from other factions caught the fervor and swelled the gathering.

Greater numbers kept streaming in…

A youthful outer disciple, realizing the chaos neared a breaking point, went ashen, whirled about, and bolted toward the sect interior.

He sprinted nonstop, panting heavily, and almost barreled into a Deacon Elder rushing forth after catching wind of the disturbance. His words quivered in terror, "E-Elder! Disaster! They're rising up!

Out front… hordes from rival sects! They've blockaded our gate!

They're demanding to view… to view Sect Master Li's Dao Companion!"