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

Chapter 201: Governor, What Dao Are You Comprehending?

"Governor Chen, don’t worry! I’ll keep your secret safe!"

Elder Li saluted with a straight face, while Lin Lingling nodded vigorously, her expression serious. "Governor Chen, you can rest assured a million times over! I swear I won’t tell anyone, even if someone holds a gun to my head!"

"Good, good. You’re both trustworthy comrades." Chen Huai’an nodded in satisfaction.

"Lin Lingling, see how humble Governor Chen is? You should learn from him!"

Before today, Lin Lingling had always seen Chen Huai’an as just a powerful Revived One, a big shot.

But now…

He had summoned divine lightning to kill the Corpse King, Di Jiang, saving the entire C-Province from disaster. Even the Bearded Uncle she respected so much had sacrificed his life to protect him.

Suddenly, she understood why Bearded Uncle had made that choice.

She was still grieving his death, but she felt no resentment toward Chen Huai’an anymore.

At this moment, in her heart, Chen Huai’an was just as great as Bearded Uncle.

This was what a hero looked like!

His back was so broad.

His eyes were so bright.

He…

"Governor, your stockings have arrived!"

Zhao Ying pushed open the back door and walked in, followed by several Demon Slayers carrying large bags.

"We got white stockings, white garter stockings, black stockings, black garter stockings, cross-bandage, black-and-white butterfly, rose lace, cow print socks, black-and-white fishnets, rhinestone fishnets, spotted black silk, black-and-white floral vines… Over a thousand pairs, all in the sizes you requested. Some were out of stock, so we couldn’t get the full hundred pairs for those."

Zhao Ying set the bags down and looked up.

She froze when she saw Lin Lingling and Elder Li standing there. Then, she turned to Chen Huai’an—

He had his back to everyone, hands clasped behind him, standing in complete silence.

Oh no.

Zhao Ying suddenly had the feeling she had messed up.

Chen Huai’an didn’t speak. She didn’t dare move.

She didn’t move. The Demon Slayers behind her didn’t dare move either.

Then—

One of the bags split open, spilling black-and-white packages all over the floor.

"Ahem, these handkerchiefs are quite stylish. Very… trendy." Elder Li commented with a straight face.

Lin Lingling, however, had no such tact. She blurted out directly, "Governor, why’d you buy so many? Are you going to wear them yourself? It’s okay, you don’t have to be embarrassed. If you have any… conditions, just tell us. We understand!"

In the shadows, Chen Huai’an’s fingers twitched.

Behind Zhao Ying, Xiang Xiaoyuan’s eyebrow twitched as well. She immediately stepped forward with a forced laugh.

"Haha, these are actually for Ying-jie and me! But the office is too full, so we’re just storing them here for now! Ahahaha… Ahahahahaha…"

"Oh, I see! That makes sense!" Elder Li elbowed Lin Lingling. "Our Governor is such a generous man, don’t you think, Lin girl?"

But Lin Lingling still didn’t get it. She scratched her head and said, "But don’t we have storage space in the Spatial Warehouse? Even if you bought a ton, it wouldn’t be full, right?"

"Uh…"

Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan were speechless. One was furiously rubbing the hem of her clothes, while the other’s face turned beet red, sweating profusely.

"Enough! Stop covering up—it’s disgraceful!"

Chen Huai’an suddenly turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone.

"These are mine. I ordered them. And I need them to comprehend the Dao! Unlike you all, with your dirty minds!

"You see nothing but indulgence in these items! But what do I see? I see history! I see cultural heritage! I see the wisdom of the working people! I see aesthetics!"

He spoke with righteousness, hands slipping in and out of his pockets.

"Oh! I get it now! Then, Governor, what Dao are you comprehending?"

Silence filled the room.

"Ahem, Triple Egg, you’re now a member of the C-Province Demon Slayer Bureau."

Chen Huai’an ignored her question and pointed outside with a serious face.

"As Governor, I order you to go to the training field and run fifty laps. That’s part of your training for today."

"Uh… will you tell me what Dao you’re comprehending after I finish running?"

"Just run—NOW!"

Lin Lingling went off to run laps.

Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan delivered the goods and promptly left.

Elder Li found an excuse to slip away as well.

Only Chen Huai’an remained in the containment chamber.

A cold, oppressive atmosphere spread through the room.

Baji curled up in a corner, silent as a grave.

Little Qing hid in the bathtub, pretending to be a normal fish.

The Nine-Turn Spirit Orchid stayed still for once.

Strawberry Bear lay stiffly on the ground, pretending to be dead alongside the Shrimp Salary King still embedded in the alloy wall.

"No matter.

"These misunderstandings are nothing to me.

"As long as my power keeps growing, these misunderstandings will eventually turn into understanding!"

Ever since he started cultivating the Heavenly Demon Technique, he had become more irritable. Just now, he had actually felt the urge to blow up the entire C-Province containment facility.

To calm himself down, he opened the Virtual Girlfriend game.

Li Qingran was his safe harbor.

Just looking at her soothed his mind.

[Your remaining lifespan: 93 years]

[Today's fortune: Minor Misfortune—Auspicious for marriage, inauspicious for shopping and visiting others.]

Chen Huai’an’s eye twitched.

Damn, this thing was accurate!

Seeing that Li Qingran was still cultivating, he casually recharged 88 yuan to set up a noise-isolating formation.

Then, he carried the cultivation resources Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan had brought into Li Qingran’s small room.

Unlike many modern girls, Li Qingran’s room was frighteningly clean and minimalist. There were no dopamine-style decorations, just black, white, and gray tones. The only spots of color were her bedding and the clothes she wore—all of which were gifts from him.

He vaguely remembered that in the past, even her own clothes were mostly plain-colored.

Looking around, Chen Huai’an felt a pang of sorrow.

Such a beautiful and well-behaved girl didn’t even have a second hairpin, let alone other accessories.

Even Yue Qianchi, who was carefree and sloppy, would wear different jewelry depending on her mood and the weather.

Was it that Li Qingran didn’t like dressing up?

Impossible.

It had to be because life at Qingyun Sect had been too harsh.

Her spirit stones were taken by her senior brothers.

She was always under intense pressure, constantly in survival mode, with no time to even think about things like dressing up.

Over time, it simply became a habit.

On the windowsill, a few stalks of purple irises swayed in the moonlight, their delicate fragrance lingering in the air.

Her shadow stretched across the floor, merging with the faint silver glow.

Outside, the grass rustled softly with the chirping of insects, like fine sand slipping through fingers.

For the first time in a long while, there was no worry in her peaceful expression—only quiet confidence and anticipation.

Chen Huai’an looked at Li Qingran and silently made a vow.

"Just wait…

I will make you the most beautiful and happiest Sword Immortal in the Cangyun Realm!"