Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 828: All good stuff!

Chen Huaian had become more powerful once again.

Spotting the Moon Shadow Sect ancestor anew, the initial thought that struck Spirit Void Old Ghost was precisely this.

Even though his cultivation level still gave him a minor advantage over Chen Huaian, the profound harmony with the Dao emanating from Chen Huaian revealed a clear truth to him.

In an actual confrontation, despite Chen Huaian merely being at the Great Ascension Second Tribulation stage, Spirit Void Old Ghost might not emerge victorious against him.

Such a sensation struck Spirit Void Old Ghost as completely ridiculous.

This arose not just from the ominous warning, but also from his astonishment at the rapid pace of Chen Huaian's power enhancement.

Inquire of any ancient powerhouse in the Great Ascension Stage, and they would affirm the immense challenge of progressing even one step in this domain. However, for Chen Huaian, it appeared entirely otherwise.

Within under half a month, his abilities had surged to resemble an entirely transformed individual...

What sort of astonishing aptitude and fortune was this?!

Spirit Void Old Ghost had long placed firm faith in his intuitions; these senses had preserved his existence on numerous occasions.

This included the time he evaded pursuit from the monk Burning Heaven—solely because he detected that venturing into the Hundred Thousand Mountains would not endanger his life, he boldly dashed right in.

The monk Burning Heaven dreaded Tu Shan Yue and truly refrained from pressing the pursuit.

Presently, confronting Chen Huaian, that perilous tension coiled tight once more.

This explained why, in this encounter with Chen Huaian, his demeanor included an additional thirty percent of deference.

"So it's Master Spirit Void." Chen Huaian cast a glance at the conspicuously odd item gripped by Spirit Void Old Ghost, clasped his hands, and remarked, "This Venerable One's vision is lacking; might I inquire what that item is in Master's grasp?"

"This consists of the demonic souls from the Five Great Demon Saints, fully subdued and forged into these puppet woods by this old man." Discussing his own handiwork, a uncommon trace of pride surfaced on Spirit Void Old Ghost's countenance: "Simply by clutching this puppet wood, one gains total command over the demon saint's mind inside, directing them to head east on command, with no audacity to veer west! Hehehe!"

As though realizing his boastfulness bordered on excess.

Following his words, Spirit Void Old Ghost wiped the grin from his features and offered a gentle compliment to Chen Huaian.

"Naturally, this old man realizes these five puppet woods of the demon saints likely hold little value and scant utility for Chen Sword Master.

After all, without your elimination of the Five Great Demon Saints' corporeal forms in the past, this old man could not have achieved such straightforward success...

Yet this old man pondered it thoroughly, and with the Moon Shadow Sect now reigning as the premier sect in the Cangyun Realm, the sole potential peril to the Moon Shadow Sect stems from the Five Great Demon Saints of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Thus, this old man opted to refine every one of the five demon saints, deeming it the sole offering this old man considers fitting for you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huaian kept a stoic facade outwardly, though deep inside, delight surged through him. He responded steadily, "Might you call forth the demon puppet for inspection?"

"Certainly." Spirit Void Old Ghost yearned to demonstrate his present wasn't worthless, so he promptly channeled True Essence into a single wooden puppet.

A fierce demonic gale whipped up abruptly, as fragments of wood and stone erupted from the wooden puppet, merging in the air to form a towering ten-foot silhouette—the form of Roc Sage, devoid however of any spark of life from a living body.

Its frame was assembled from shadowy black profound iron stones, interspersed with desiccated wooden limbs in the joints, resembling decayed timber exhumed from a tomb; its wings comprised two enormous slabs of black jade chalcedony, etched with fissures across their faces, yet emitting a frosty, keen glow as the demonic wind swept by, each beat generating harsh rending noises in the atmosphere.

Its skull was carved from sleek ebony timber, with orbital cavities scooped into twin abyssal voids.

Within lay no orbs, merely two swirling clusters of ashen fog; its beak was molded from bronze, the rims bearing remnants of congealed dark stains—remains of blood from some forgotten era.

The most chilling aspect was the emanation from its whole form—the formidable might of a Great Ascension Stage demonic beast persisted unabated, akin to an unseen colossal peak bearing down on all hearts. Yet this might lacked any hint of vital essence from the living, harboring solely the frigid hush of demise, as though a vengeful specter had risen from the netherworld, infusing even the ambient air with a marrow-freezing cold.

It floated mutely in the sky, wings hanging low, showing no resistance or cries.

Just the ashen fog in its sockets pulsed sporadically, as if attesting to its former status as a mighty sage ruling vast lands, now degraded to a marionette subject to whims.

The nearby disciples, beholding Roc Sage's ominous visage, felt considerable alarm as well.

Despite Spirit Void Old Ghost's assurance of Roc Sage's subjugation, recollections of their past chases by the Five Great Demon Saints lingered sharply in memory.

"Turn a circle." Spirit Void Old Ghost ordered.

A subtle shine ignited in Roc Sage's misty gray sockets as it gradually rotated on the spot.

"Turn faster!"

Roc Sage whirled at high speed.

"Do a somersault!"

Roc Sage executed a somersault, impacting the ground with force that shook the mountain entrance.

"Say, Chen Sword Master is the number one sword master of this generation!" Spirit Void Old Ghost issued another directive.

Roc Sage parted its beak sluggishly, producing a raspy, forced tone: "Chen Sword Master... is... the number one... sword master... of this generation."

Should Roc Sage remain unbound, considering the deep animosity with Chen Huaian, it would never voice such statements.

"Does it respond merely through True Essence infusion?" Chen Huaian grew intrigued by this wooden puppet.

"True Essence infusion works, yet the most secure approach involves blood recognition binding. Thus, control becomes possible sans True Essence.

This item lacks an owner presently, and as this old man intends it as a gift for you, I obviously refrained from blood recognition binding.

Chen Sword Master might distribute these wooden puppets among juniors. Though the demon saints encased aren't at full potency, they suffice amply against typical Great Ascension Stage experts."

At these words, Chen Huaian's gaze brightened.

This served as an ultimate guardian.

His immediate notion was to allocate two wooden puppets to Li Qingran.

At present, affairs on Earth Star were intricate, and occasions might arise where he couldn't monitor Li Qingran's circumstances there.

During such lapses, worry inevitably gnawed at him.

Yet with Spirit Void Old Ghost's wooden puppets at hand, Li Qingran's security in the Canglan Realm would scarcely pose a worry.

Moreover, he could deploy these wooden puppets personally, bringing them to Earth Star as allies, tantamount to an additional Great Ascension Stage combatant.

Excellent treasure...

As Chen Huaian regarded Spirit Void Old Ghost anew, the feigned detachment in his eyes dissolved, replaced by the view of a exemplary subordinate.

"As the proverb goes, bookish wisdom runs shallow; why not test it firsthand, Chen Sword Master?" Spirit Void Old Ghost extended Roc Sage's wooden puppet toward Chen Huaian.

Chen Huaian accepted the wooden puppet and manipulated Roc Sage briefly, his contentment growing with each moment.

He discerned the artifact's attributes; beyond the somewhat grim crafting process, this wooden puppet bore no concealed flaws.

Post blood recognition binding, no danger of rebellion against the owner existed. It was indeed an essential safeguard for journeys and residences alike!

"Does this artifact demand any upkeep?" he inquired further.

"Virtually none." Spirit Void Old Ghost caressed his beard: "This old man's method of crafting demon puppets has achieved flawlessness. When unsummoned, these demon puppets steadily draw in the sun and moon's essence to restore their expenditures.

Should they endure heavy injury, they may revert to the wooden puppet for bodily restoration.

However, if utterly pulverized, they perish outright, and the wooden puppet suffers impairment as well."

"Oh, Pokémon." Chen Huaian murmured under his breath.

Spirit Void Old Ghost: "What?"

"Haha, nothing." Chen Huaian dismissed with a wave, "Then I thank you for the wooden puppets, Master."

He showed no reluctance; with Spirit Void Old Ghost presenting them, he took possession without delay. After receiving them, his eyes lingered on the blood bead in Spirit Void Old Ghost's palm, appearing hesitant to speak.

"This can be ingested straightaway. It's crafted from the flesh and demonic souls of 17 Demon Emperors, harboring immensely abundant power. Though this old man hasn't tested it, I surmise only Great Ascension Stage cultivators could endure it, requiring substantial time for refinement... Yet if handled adeptly, cultivation progress is assured."

Spirit Void Old Ghost declared with assurance.

Chen Huaian reflected inwardly, yet another prime treasure.

He shifted his attention to Spirit Beast Sect Master Renshou.

Renshou examined the blood bead intently for moments, then affirmed with a nod to Chen Huaian.

A single wooden puppet, coupled with one blood bead, fully met the material needs.

Obtaining the confirmation sought, Chen Huaian signaled Su Qinian directly; "What are you dawdling for? Escort one honored visitor to the rear mountain!

Quickly usher Senior Spirit Void in?"