Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 792: Everyone Gets a Share
Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
The Upper Realm of the Cangyun Realm.
The enormous golden eyeball drifted closer to White Sword.
[A fresh command awaits you!]
White Sword: "..."
"Where on earth did you pick that up?"
The enormous golden eyeball relayed a snippet of data—straight from Earth Star.
"Switch it back right now." White Sword let out a chilly huff, brushing off the enormous golden eyeball's pitiful look: "You skip the useful lessons and grab all these clunky, weird habits! What's the command this round? Show me!"
With an expression full of injustice, the enormous golden eyeball passed along the following details.
[Order for 999,999 superior spiritual artifact flying swords.]
"Pfft—!"
The steaming tea White Sword had just swallowed burst out in a spray.
"How many did you say? A million flying swords?!"
"Is that brat using me as some kind of beast of burden?!"
His gaze locked onto the enormous golden eyeball, fury sparking in his eyes: "What's the justification? Even with him sending top-grade spirit jade daily, there's no way he can demand something this absurd..."
Another segment of info flowed from the enormous golden eyeball to White Sword.
In essence, Chen Huaian aimed to bolster the top focus of the Sect Summoning Token—Lin Fan. Lacking deep insight into Earth Star, the exact motive for Chen Huaian's push on Lin Fan remained unclear, yet based on his string of recent brushes with death, it was safe to assume it tied ninety-nine percent to countering the Demon Immortals and their avatars on Earth Star.
"Against Demon Immortals? Could a simple Demon Immortal really corner him that badly!?"
White Sword ground his teeth.
His tight fist slowly unclenched.
"Alright, given his solid strides lately, a million flying swords it shall be! I'll craft them for the fool!"
The enormous golden eyeball gawked at the Sword Bearer.
He went along with it?
This was an unusual turn.
The former Sword Bearer would have shot down such a bold ask without hesitation.
Somehow, White Sword had started shifting in subtle ways.
Unlike his past self, he now carried a hint of warmer, more human qualities?
Just when had that begun...
The enormous golden eyeball sifted through old recollections.
It traced back to after Real Person Jade Compassion's ascension to immortality, when the Sword Bearer's alterations kicked in, especially nudged by that sly fox who nagged him endlessly about chess games.
*Ding-ding-dang-dang—!*
A torrent of spiritual artifact flying swords poured from the heavens like a storm.
"Take them! Your million flying swords!" Without sparing a look at the pile below, White Sword swept his sleeve and departed, his icy words lingering: "Once you sell this batch, hike the price on that kid next time! The top-grade spirit jade he delivers barely scratches my usage costs!"
...
"A million flying swords—will the restock pull through?"
Chen Huaian propped his chin, gazing pensively at the nonstop swirling loader on the Electronic Girlfriend store screen.
That loader had whirled since he hit restock, mimicking some endless download.
If it's downloading, maybe it won't finish...
"Yeah, a million's pushing it too far; time to dial back the restock count."
Chen Huaian let out a breath and reached to tweak the quantity down manually.
[Restock complete! Top-grade spirit jade charged!]
"Whoa! It worked for real?"
Chen Huaian froze briefly, then a wave of bad vibes washed over him.
The instant after, *BOOM—!*
A shadowy, heavy swarm of elite spiritual artifact flying swords crashed down from above, overwhelming the whole space. The chamber True One Hua Jin had set up for him was way too cramped, so extra swords burst out windows and doors, even cracking the walls apart.
With a massive rumble.
The full line of guest quarters crumbled to debris, stranding Chen Huaian in lotus position atop a sword heap, completely dazed.
He'd figured a million flying swords sounded plentiful, but the sheer scale hadn't crossed his mind.
"Senior... Senior Chen, you... what in the world is..."
True One Hua Jin, drawn by the uproar, arrived and stood there speechless.
From the gleaming aura spilling everywhere, each sword scattered about could rank as a top heirloom in the Kunlun Immortal Palace—the one she wielded might match that level, huh? Yet here... mountains of them!
Dumped carelessly like junk!
Wouldn't treasures like these demand careful guarding and personal custody?
Chen Huaian's gut twisted sharply.
Blast it!
He'd slipped up!
Past purchases let him whisk flying swords into his Storage Pouch instantly, but this load was overwhelming; the pouch couldn't cope.
Mostly, Chen Huaian never dreamed 999,999 flying swords could drop in one go... He'd banked on staggered deliveries, allowing time to hand them out.
Now what?
How would True One Hua Jin see this?
No choice but to play it cool and grand from the jump.
Chen Huaian gave a soft cough: "Tomorrow marks the Celestial Jade Marrow's burst. As a rare gem, how could the Kunlun Immortal Palace skip the fight for it? Still, Chen Niu's already entrenched there, backed by four Demon Sealing Pagodas and hordes of demonic beasts in the path...
So, this Venerable One needs to prep ahead."
"These... these flying swords count as your prep..."
True One Hua Jin still stuttered in disbelief.
"Exactly." Chen Huaian dipped his head: "This Venerable One battles a dread of skimpy firepower. Facing hidden foes, only heaps of gear bring this Venerable One true peace."
"Elder Chen, might this disciple claim one of these flying swords?"
A Kunlun Immortal Palace disciple, eyes gleaming, stretched toward a sword's handle on the floor.
At those words, Chen Huaian's gaze sparked.
Handing them straight to Lin Fan would complicate explanations come tomorrow.
If Lin Fan unleashed them then, wouldn't his link to Lin Fan get revealed?
Far better to spread these flying swords around.
Not just to Kunlun Immortal Palace disciples, but to Ascenders from rival sects too—share with all. That builds favor, and tomorrow, if swords get taken, it severs any tie to him clean.
Lin Fan's sword path insight already supports Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.
Without stepping in personally, Lin Fan could direct every flying sword across a thousand miles.
—A smart refill for Lin Fan's own drain.
Though for fellow cultivators, it's downright savage.
During his True Martial Holy Land days, any sect task Lin Fan joined saw no other True Martial Holy Land folks tagging along. If forced to, those disciples or elders never packed spare flying swords.
Lest any beyond their natal flying sword turn into Lin Fan's fodder.
"Absurd! What have you ever done for Elder Chen to even think of claiming one of his forged flying swords?!" True One Hua Jin shot a fierce glare at the disciple, then turned sorry to Chen Huaian: "Forgive us, Senior Chen; my guidance fell short. Hold on till I..."
She didn't get to end.
True One Hua Jin gaped as Chen Huaian snatched that sword and thrust it at the disciple.
"Take it! Yours now!"
The disciple eyed Chen Huaian in awe, lips quivering.
"Elder... Elder Chen, this... you mean it's mine?"
"Yours."
Chen Huaian clapped his shoulder with a beaming, ultra-kind grin.
"Mere one flying sword, and look, this Venerable One's got piles left?"
He grabbed a second and pressed it into the disciple's grip.
"Here, one more for you—share for everyone, hehehe~"
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