Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 764: I know!

"Did you hear the news? Sect Master Qingran has discovered her Dao Companion!"

"Heavens above! I just stepped into seclusion for a brief time, and this bombshell has already dropped?"

"Wait, there's even bigger news! Guess who the Sect Master's Dao Companion turns out to be?"

"Who is it? Spill it quick!"

"It's our ancestor!!!"

"...Oh my goodness!"

*Slap—!*

"Why'd you smack me?"

"I had to check if I was dreaming..."

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Scenes like this unfolded in the cave abodes of many Moon Shadow Sect disciples, yet they took to the revelation surprisingly fast.

In fact, it struck them as... almost expected.

And why wouldn't it?

No surprise that the Sect Master had always kept a distant demeanor with all her past admirers.

Having the ancestor as her Dao Companion, what other man could possibly catch her eye?

Truly, only a figure of the ancestor's stature deserves to stand beside the Sect Master.

Anyone lesser would seem mismatched to her, leaving everyone feeling uneasy.

Now that they learned the Sect Master's Dao Companion was none other than the ancestor, after an initial shock, a wave of relief washed over them.

This felt right!

Precisely how things ought to unfold!

...

With this realization settled, the pieces all clicked together seamlessly.

Under Chen Huaian's command, the Moon Shadow Sect sprang into action like a finely tuned giant mechanism.

Scarlet silk banners draped across pavilions and spires, glowing symbols of "double happiness" stuck on every surface, and the Mountain Protection Array tweaked to emit a brilliant ten-thousand-zhang crimson sunset, bathing the sky in vivid red—to heighten the festive vibe. Elders dove into their roles, some handling setups, others gathering supplies, all rushing about without a moment's pause.

Zhang Mengchu, drawing on his vast know-how in managing weddings and rites, oversaw disciples scattering across the peaks.

"There! That ancient thousand-year pine, that's the one! Wind the red silk around it, tie the bow to make it lively!"

"Haul out every spirit fruit and immortal brew from the vaults! Today, we'll have enough for all to enjoy!"

"Color Daha's coat red. Black and white bring bad luck. What's that? He refuses? Give him a thrashing until he agrees to the dye!"

Su Qinian rejected Zhang Mengchu's idea of cramming the area with huge red peonies, opting instead for Moon Shadow Veil and Starlight Orchids.

What age are we in now?

Better yet, we're beyond the mortal world entirely, so why cling to those gaudy, outdated festivity items?

Doesn't the Moon Shadow Veil, twisting like beams of moonlight, appear stunning?

And those Starlight Orchids, mere first-grade spirit plants, but arrayed widely at the ceremony site, they sparkle like constellations on the lawn. Doesn't that delight the senses?

Zhang Mengchu remained skeptical.

Su Qinian silenced him with a single remark: "Without the ancestor showing you mercy and pairing you with those two lovely disciples, your awful sense would leave you a sad old loner! My power might not rival yours, but I rounded up all seventeen or eighteen of my Dao Companions on my own."

Zhang Mengchu went quiet, withdrawing straight into secluded reflection.

The ritual steps that followed naturally landed under Su Qinian's control.

Li Ziping toiled quietly, guiding the Formation Court followers in their earnest efforts.

In just one day, he erected a highly intricate "Unified Heart Sun-Moon Formation" right on the main peak's square.

As the grand array hummed to life, daylight brought sun and moon gleaming side by side, while nighttime wrapped the space in orbiting stars.

Combined with Su Qinian's Moon Shadow Veil and Starlight Orchids, the display turned into a mesmerizing cascade of lights and hues, utterly enchanting.

The Lingxi Valley crew nearly wished to relocate their whole group onto this array.

Even Lin Fan discovered a task fitting him—he dashed to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, culled a swarm of demon beasts, readied thousands of feast components, and fashioned the beasts' bones into crafts and utensils. This covered the meal needs perfectly and supplied genuine, earthy platters. It was as considerate as could be.

From leaders to the lowest in the Moon Shadow Sect, all hustled non-stop, but grins lit every face.

Arranging the union for the ancestor and Sect Master—this was pure heavenly bliss.

Yet the main pair, enveloped by the bustle, surprisingly gained some free time.

...

The big wedding day finally dawned.

Female disciples led Li Qingran into her abode at dawn for dressing and primping.

Gazing at her mirror image in the lavish red bridal gown, her flowing locks styled upward like clouds, decked with pearls and jade, her exquisite features flushed with shy pink, lending an extra mesmerizing charm unlike her everyday poise.

Fidgeting with her hands anxiously, she whispered to the attendants Yue Qianchi and Mo Shumei, "Shumei, Senior Sister... does this... suit me? Will Master approve?"

Yue Qianchi eyed her look, a mix of pride and mirth, jesting, "Beautiful! So much that celestial maidens would hide in envy! If the ancestor doesn't fancy it, his sight must be fogged by blade glare!"

Li Qingran laughed lightly at the tease, her tension melting away.

Mo Shumei observed Li Qingran's joyful glow, her own heart stirring with mixed emotions.

She had been the one to intentionally leak word of Li Qingran's Dao Companion.

Sword Master Chen held unmatched might, elegance, and looks.

A titan like him, what woman couldn't he claim?

If Li Qingran delayed, some sly temptress from afar might whisk Sword Master Chen off one day...

Plus, Sword Master Chen often shuttled realms.

One could tell his visits to the Cangyun Realm had grown less regular lately.

How could she let that slide?

She refused to watch Li Qingran in pain.

Thus, she pushed forward and revealed it all.

But as events progressed just as she'd envisioned, a twinge of bitterness crept in—an odd feeling.

Like sending a daughter down the aisle.

Still... that hesitation was minor.

Chiefly, joy filled her for Li Qingran.

After the ceremony, Li Qingran would fully claim her haven, allowing true peace going forward.

Just...

Mo Shumei peered through the window at the Moon Shadow Sect's scenic peaks, a flicker of uncertainty in her gaze.

Where... did her own belonging lie?

After lingering here so long, she'd nearly lost sight of her initial purpose.

...

Elsewhere—

Chen Huaian donned a formal black robe edged in red, his silver locks neatly bound, enhancing his striking visage and noble air.

Outwardly serene with hands behind his back, his eyes kept straying toward Li Qingran's side chamber.

His fingers fidgeted subtly, revealing inner unrest.

Everyone, this is my debut marriage.

Even as the Cangyun Realm's top Sword Cultivator, nerves gripped him!

And with the announcement broadcast far and wide, every sect attending the rite—if he slipped up, wouldn't that embarrass his cherished disciple?

Zhang Mengchu snuck close, grinning slyly. "Ancestor, feeling jittery?"

Chen Huaian coughed softly, adopting a grave expression. "Ridiculous. What spectacle has This Venerable One not seen? Just a wedding..."

"Fine, Ancestor, recite back the sequence I outlined moments ago?"

Chen Huaian: "..."

Precisely what had Zhang Mengchu and Su Qinian briefed him on?

His mind had been too tangled in anxiety to register a word.

Su Qinian, aware the ancestor was too flustered to absorb it, spared the reveal, merely chuckling with a fan's wave. "Ancestor, when the bride emerges, take it slow. Heed my cue. I'll announce 'First bow to heaven and earth' ahead, then you follow."

Chen Huaian: "...This Venerable One knows!"

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