Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?

Chapter 139: Roaming the Void

"I must be seriously sick..."

Chen Huai’an sighed and shook his head.

Sure, everything in his subconscious was just his imagination—

But imagining Li Qingran’s Life-Bound Artifact as a power bank? That was straight-up insane.

What use was a power bank anyway?

Wait... actually, as a lightning cultivator, he could use it to recharge himself...

But Li Qingran wasn’t a lightning cultivator—she had a water spiritual root.

Water... conducts electricity?

A match made in heaven.

The only comforting thought was that this was all just a dream.

Now, he was curious—

How would his subconscious Li Qingran help him break free?

The progress bar hit 90%.

…

"So... this is Dian Guan Bao?"

Li Qingran, who had just achieved the impossible—

Forging a Life-Bound Artifact at the Foundation Establishment Stage—

Didn’t look the least bit happy.

Her only concern was how to use this artifact to help her master.

A Life-Bound Artifact shared the owner’s soul and heart.

So, even if she didn’t fully understand what a "power bank" was—

She could grasp its abilities instinctively.

Four abilities surfaced in her mind:

【Spiritual Source】, 【Recharge】, 【Roaming the Void】, 【Endless Metamorphosis】.

【Spiritual Source】: The core function—

The power bank could serve as an endless fountain of spiritual qi, directly connected to her dantian. Unlike a Spirit Gathering Formation, it provided instantly usable qi.

In battle, even if she ran out of spiritual power—

The power bank could keep her going.

【Recharge】: The secondary function—

When not in use, the power bank could be "charged" by channeling her qi into it during cultivation.

Sure, it slowed her cultivation speed—

But it was a worthy trade-off.

She’d simply add two more hours of cultivation a day to keep it fully charged.

【Roaming the Void】: The artifact’s divine ability—

Its nature was shrouded in mystery—

Even to her as the artifact’s master.

The ability seemed... linked to him.

It required a full gauge of 〈Heart Resonance〉 to activate—

Allowing her to descend into her master’s subspace projection.

Currently, her 〈Heart Resonance〉 was at 100—fully charged.

But how to replenish it?

That part was fuzzy—

It depended on the bond between her and her master.

And the key to that—

Lay in his hands.

What should she do next?

She didn’t hesitate—

Just ask him!

Lifting her power bank, she gazed into the void—

"Master, I’ve successfully forged my artifact. Should I use the ability Roaming the Void?"

A voice resonated from beyond—

【Yes. With this ability, you can manifest in my subspace.】

【The Cancerized Demonic Dragon has trapped me—come and help suppress it.】

【Do not fear. While you’re in the void, you’ll be protected by the artifact’s divine law. The dragon cannot harm you.】

Li Qingran’s eyes flashed with determination.

"I’m not afraid, Master!"

The power bank floated to her chest—

She swiftly formed seals with her hands.

Her divine sense plunged into the artifact—

Activating—Roaming the Void!

An enigmatic radiance enveloped her—

The laws of the Dao surged around her form.

In the next instant—

Her body turned semi-transparent—

A spectral avatar, wreathed in destructive Dao runes.

If a Nascent Soul powerhouse like Su Qinian or Liu Yuanqing had witnessed this—

They would have been terrified out of their minds.

For those runes embodied the Dao of Ultimate Destruction.

They formed an unbreakable shield—

An aura so lethal—

That if anyone dared touch her—

The heavens themselves would strike them down with divine lightning.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn’t survive a single bolt.

…

Chen Huai’an’s progress bar hit 100%.

【Your Virtual Girlfriend, Li Qingran, has arrived!】

At the game’s announcement—

A sudden disturbance erupted outside the coffin.

…Wait.

Did she actually show up?!

He wanted so badly to kick open the coffin lid and see for himself.

But this was still his subconscious...

Man, his imagination deserved an award.

…

Outside the dragon-engraved coffin—

In the blood-drenched, pulsing darkness—

A blinding flash of sword light cleaved through the void.

A crack opened—

And from it emerged Li Qingran, gripping her Su Xian Sword.

Her eyes scanned the scene—

In an instant, she locked onto the coffin.

Inside—

Was her Master’s presence.

Her delicate face twisted with icy rage.

"You wretched beast—how dare you seal my master in a coffin?!"

Anger drained the color from her cheeks—

Her brow creased, her lips tight—

But beneath the fury was pain.

Her master—

Trapped here—

In this foul, vile abyss.

How long had he suffered alone?

How much agony had he endured?

Her chest burned.

Her sword hummed in her hand.

"No more.

Master, let me carry your burden now."

Her spiritual sense unfurled—

Honing in on the concealed demonic aura.

This subspace was chaotic—

Everything was twisted and warped.

She couldn’t gauge the beast’s power—

But a primal instinct told her—

She could destroy it.

It had to be the divine law from Roaming the Void.

"DIE, MONSTER!"

With a single stomp on the void—

Li Qingran exploded forward—

A comet blazing toward the churning, bloody mass.

The grotesque horror—

The writhing abomination—

A sight that would make lesser cultivators collapse in terror—

Didn’t even make her blink.

Her eyes burned with one thing—

Kill intent.

To hurt her master—

To shame her master—

Unforgivable.

Kill.

Crush.

Erase it from existence.

…

Meanwhile—

Tianfu District – A Certain Street

The colossal, rampaging Cancerized Demonic Dragon suddenly... froze.

Its burning, blood-red eyes—

Flashed with something alien—

Terror.

The battlefield fell silent—

The Demon Slayers who had been locked in desperate combat—

Stared, stunned.

The towering beast, which had been slaughtering them without mercy—

Just... stopped.

"What... what’s going on?!"

"Don’t waste this chance—ATTACK!"

From the helicopter above—

Commander Zhao Ying barked into his radio—

"Hit it with everything you’ve got! Its regeneration is strong, but it’s not invincible! Take it down while it’s vulnerable!"

His voice was steady—

But he exhaled deeply, shoulders relaxing slightly.

Five elite-grade Demon Slayers were already down—

Severely wounded.

The evacuation barely kept ahead of the destruction.

If the rest of his team fell—

He would’ve had to resort to...

Far more destructive measures.

Whatever caused the dragon to freeze—

He didn’t care.

But they would seize this window—

And end it.

"One more thing—"

Zhao Ying added, voice clipped—

"If you see a young boy near the dragon’s core—

Do NOT engage him unless necessary.

Prioritize rescuing him alive!"

…

But the Cancerized Demonic Dragon—

Couldn’t move.

It wasn’t hesitation.

It wasn’t fear.

It was because—

An intruder had breached its very soul.

A girl.

Wielding a sword.

And the aura around her—

Was stronger than its own.

The beast had no time to counter—

No time to evade—

It was already too late.

…

In the heart of the void—

Li Qingran’s eyes—

Blazed with primal, lethal resolve.

Her sword—

Tore through the slashing tendrils—

And in a blink—

She was there.

Face-to-face with the beast.

Her master had never shown her the first form of the Green Lotus Sword Manual—

But he had given her the entire manual to study on her own.

She had never asked him to teach her—

Not because she didn’t want to learn—

But because...

She wanted him to teach her—

Personally.

To share those moments—

To be with him—

Alone.

But silence—

Didn’t mean ignorance.

She had learned.

Understood.

Mastered.

And now—

She would show him.

Her Su Xian Sword—

Sang from its scabbard.

—clang—!

A clear, pure note—

Sharp enough to split heaven and earth.

Her voice rang with a battle hymn—

Clear, steady, unstoppable:

"The winds and waves shall break someday—"

"And my sails shall ride—"

"Through the boundless seas!"

Her blade—

A dragon ascending from the deep—

A beam of searing light—

A single stroke—

Swift as lightning—

Pierced the beast.

Not just the beast—

The entire writhing ocean of blood and flesh.

The attack—

Was too fast.

Too perfect.

The beast’s senses—

Failed to comprehend it.

A world reborn in swordlight—

The void, ripped open.

The beast—

A shattered echo.

How—

How could this newly revived world—

Birth such a terror of the sword Dao?

But Li Qingran—

Was no longer looking at it.

Her blade returned to its sheath—

The battle—

Already over.

Her eyes—

Red with unshed tears.

Her lips trembled—

Her hand—

Touched the cold surface—

Of a black coffin.

Her voice broke—

A choked whisper:

"Master... I’m here."

Her fingers curled on the coffin lid—

Her body shivered—

And the tears—

Finally—

Fell.

"But... why—"

Her voice cracked into a sob—

"Why are you... already in the coffin... QAQ..."