Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?-Chapter 648: Chen Niu
Chapter 648: Chen Niu
Chapter 648: Chen Niu
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Muscle Tyrant's massive body lay limp and powerless on the cold rock.
Blood gushed out continuously, quickly soaking a large area of the ground.
His chest rose and fell slightly, clearly still showing signs of life.
But in reality, only an empty shell remained.
Originally possessing a black cat's body, he had now simply returned the feline form that should have died long ago to the world.
Wu E kicked Muscle Tyrant's body, a flash of cruelty in his eyes.
"Self-destructing your demonic soul to seek a sliver of survival? Heh, you've got some clever ideas."
"Unfortunately, we have ways to uncover your secrets, even if you'd rather die than speak... Jiejie!"
Wu E initially wanted to tear Muscle Tyrant's shell to pieces, which matched his usual reckless style, but after some consideration, he picked up the body, casually tore open a spatial rift, and stepped through it slowly.
...
Meanwhile, Chen Huaian, who was flying rapidly on his sword toward Yun Province, felt his heart sink.
"Disaster! Muscle Tyrant is in danger!"
His speed increased yet again.
Unfortunately, the speed of Great Perfection Nascent Soul was still far inferior to Great Ascension Stage.
Before, he could cover 108,000 li with a single Earth Shrinking Step.
Now, sword flight felt like crawling on the ground in comparison.
"Fly faster, dead sword! After all, it's a cat raised by This Venerable One, how can I let it die outside?"
However, the next second, Chen Huaian was stunned again.
Muscle Tyrant's aura had suddenly disappeared...
No, not disappeared, but disappeared from Yun Province.
He quickly calculated Muscle Tyrant's location based on their contract.
The result showed Muscle Tyrant had actually instantly moved to the north?!
How was this possible across such vast distances?
Could it be that the being fighting Muscle Tyrant had cultivation close to Great Ascension Stage?
But if the opponent was truly that powerful, how did Muscle Tyrant survive...
Chen Huaian's mind was in turmoil.
"Flying is too slow!"
He steeled his heart and decisively activated the Sect Summoning Token.
Currently at Great Perfection Nascent Soul, he could summon Moon Shadow Sect disciples up to Void Shattering cultivation.
But Void Shattering disciples had short summoning durations and weren't familiar with Earth Star's world rules, likely unable to use Earth Shrinking Steps to quickly transport him to Muscle Tyrant's location. ṝÀ₦ÓꞖÊṩ
Therefore, the most cost-effective option was naturally Unity Realm cultivators.
Not only did they have longer summoning times, but they could also fly fast enough!
Although they couldn't use Earth Shrinking Steps, hard flying wasn't restricted by world rules.
"Who in Moon Shadow Sect has the fastest sword flight speed?"
Chen Huaian remembered Moon Shadow Sect had previously held sword flight competitions.
It seemed like... Su Qinian took first place in the Unity Realm category.
How much of that involved social connections was unknown, but Su Qinian was indeed fast.
"I'll summon Su Qinian then."
Chen Huaian made his decision, pressing his finger on the Sect Summoning Token.
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Cangyun Realm.
Su Qinian was demonstrating to several white moonlight maidens how to cultivate while spinning in a washing machine.
And preparing to invite one of the white moonlight maidens to spin with him.
Cultivating together while spinning, wouldn't that be wonderful?
Just as he was about to succeed, a spatial tunnel suddenly appeared on the ground.
Su Qinian's hand had just touched the white moonlight's soft fingers,
His lips hadn't even touched hers,
When the next second he was sucked into the spatial tunnel.
"You..."
...
"Mo——!"
Su Qinian's "Mo" sound was still on his lips when he instantly realized something was wrong, quickly covering his mouth and swallowing the following "therfucker" sound back down.
He glanced upward, cold sweat breaking out on his back.
Damn it, as expected, the ancestor had summoned him.
The timing was perfect - just when he was about to taste the white moonlight he'd just met...
Despite his unwillingness, he admitted defeat.
Fortunately, he swallowed the curse words, otherwise today he'd either die or be skinned alive!
"Old Su, you... what exactly is going on here..."
Chen Huaian looked at Su Qinian slowly spinning in the washing machine.
The washing machine currently had no power connection, nor any thunder-attribute materials supplying electricity.
How was it still spinning with Su Qinian inside?!
Seeing Chen Huaian examining his washing machine, Su Qinian immediately looked proud: "Ancestor, let me introduce this to you!"
He patted the washing machine.
"This is a magical artifact I recently refined, it doesn't need thunder-attribute materials for power, my own True Essence can make it spin. It took me considerable effort to create this thing..."
Chen Huaian: "..."
"How about it, Ancestor? Want to try? It feels amazing!"
Chen Huaian: "No, This Venerable One doesn't want to."
He didn't want to hear at all how Su Qinian had refined a washing machine into a magical artifact.
This made him feel his ears were being severely polluted.
Suppressing the urge to elbow Su Qinian, he said through gritted teeth, "This Venerable One summoned you today because I want you to take me somewhere.
You know that This Venerable One is suppressed by this world's rules here, my cultivation can't be raised, so my flying speed is relatively slow."
"No problem, Ancestor!" Su Qinian agreed immediately, considering it an honor to help the ancestor.
He immediately moved further into the washing machine, making just enough space for one person to squeeze in.
"Ancestor, get on, this junior will take you!"
Chen Huaian looked at the washing machine that had grown a size larger than before, his lips twitching slightly.
Wait...
"Where's your flying sword?" he asked.
Su Qinian patted the washing machine: "Fused with the washing machine, all sword flight takes this form now. When fighting, the washing machine becomes this junior's Black Tortoise Sword.
Ancestor, not to brag, but you should have brought out this good stuff earlier.
Since using the washing machine to fly, This Venerable One's hairstyle has never been messed up, and it's very stable and reassuring."
What damn "bring it out earlier."
Chen Huaian now most regretted introducing washing machines to Cangyun Realm.
But with Muscle Tyrant's life hanging by a thread, even if he couldn't stand this washing machine, he had to accept it.
Chen Huaian cursed inwardly.
But he still gritted his teeth and squeezed into the washing machine, the cramped space forcing him to press against Su Qinian.
"How is it? Ancestor, doesn't it feel very secure? Jiejie~"
Su Qinian turned his head and gave Chen Huaian an ambiguous smile: "Normally, this junior uses this thing to take Dao Companions for rides. Oh, you have no idea how it feels when the Dao Companion's entire soft, full body presses against you...
If this washing machine flight could become popular in Cangyun Realm, this junior thinks the cultivation world's birth rate wouldn't be so low.
At least this junior's daily battle frequency has tripled because of it!"
"Shut up." Chen Huaian gritted his teeth, pushing Su Qinian's ugly face back, "Fly straight north immediately, not another word of nonsense!"
...
Deep within the ruins of Great Thunder Temple.
The once golden and splendid Buddhist halls had long collapsed, with various Buddha statues toppled and shattered, half-buried in rubble.
Only that eerie stone statue with a human face and snake body, featureless, remained perfectly intact at the deepest part, quietly emanating heart-palpitating ancient Dao Rhythms and an indescribable cold aura.
The statue's surface seemed even darker than before.
Faint dark red patterns flickered beneath the stone skin like flowing blood vessels.
The air was thick with Killing Intent and the scent of blood that seemed almost tangible.
Coiled beside the base of this faceless stone statue was an even more massive and terrifying figure.
It had a huge ox head covered in dark blue-green heavy scales.
Two curved horns soared skyward, their tips wreathed in strands of black lightning.
The ox eyes burned like two lanterns of ghostly green flame, opening and closing to reveal coldness, authority, and unfathomable antiquity.
However, from the neck down, its body wasn't bovine.
Instead, it was a thick, mountainous serpent body covered in blue-black scales.
The serpent body coiled around the statue base and surrounding broken pillars, winding up and down.
Even more striking was that atop its ox head, between the two horns, there was a forked dragon horn.
The dragon horn was dark gold, covered in mysterious patterns, with faint sounds of wind and thunder brewing within.
Chen Niu, one of the Five Demon Immortals.
After Golden Scale Heaven-Piercing Python's failure, the Upper God directly dispatched him and the Wu E brothers to descend.
Their target was to capture the 'variable' and bring it back.
But since the 'variable' could kill Golden Scale Heaven-Piercing Python's avatar, it also had the ability to kill them.
Therefore, this matter needed careful planning and couldn't be approached recklessly.
His plan was to facilitate the complete opening of the Demon Sealing Pagoda's Well of Heaven, allowing the Spiritual Revival to fully erupt.
Once the passage between Lower Realm and Upper Realm completely opened.
His avatar could then fully unleash the Demon Immortal's power.
Then even if the variable was strong, it would have to meet its end!
Currently, Chen Niu's ghost-fire-burning ox eyes were half-closed.
As if sleeping, or as if communicating silently with some distant, terrifying existence through that faceless stone statue.
His massive serpent body rose and fell slowly with each breath, every slight movement causing dust to fall from the surrounding ruined halls.
Sshhrrk!
Suddenly, a spatial rift tore open without warning not far from Chen Niu.
Wu E stepped out from the rift, carrying Muscle Tyrant's broken shell.
He had restrained his usual arrogance and ferocity.
Facing Chen Niu coiled beside the statue, his posture showed clear respect, even a trace of fear.
"Big Brother!" Wu E's voice was lowered, carrying a hint of excitement as if seeking credit. He threw Muscle Tyrant onto the ground covered with rubble and dust with a "thump" like a ragged sack, "Look what good stuff little brother caught this time out?"
Muscle Tyrant's massive Taotie body, covered in blood, dirt, and deep bone-visible wounds, twitched slightly on the cold ground, showing no further reaction.
Chen Niu's half-closed eyes slowly opened a slit.
His cold gaze swept over the broken demon body on the ground like solid ice.
Initially, the gaze was casual, carrying a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.
However, when his sight fell on Muscle Tyrant's unique curved ram horns, dark golden scale wings, and the residual, almost completely destroyed but essentially pure and ancient bloodline deep within the shell...
The two clusters of ghostly green flame in Chen Niu's massive ox eyes suddenly froze!
"This is..." His huge ox head leaned forward slightly.
Those giant eyes burning with ghost fire locked onto Muscle Tyrant's broken body on the ground, as if trying to see through every inch of its flesh and blood.
He stared like this for a long time.
Then he asked the equally confused Wu E with astonishment.
"Brother, you, you... where did you get this... Taotie host body?!"
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Chapter 648: Chen Niu
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