Chapter 89: Disciple Won’t Let You Die!

Back at the hotel, Chen Huai’an let out a small sigh of relief.

Nothing in his room had been touched.

Good.

He hated it when people messed with his stuff—whether it was the police or anyone else.

At the sound of the door opening, Baji poked its head out from the corner.

Seeing that it was Chen Huai’an, the black cat immediately let out a meow and began its paw-licking performance.

Meanwhile, the big green fish in the washbasin peeked its head out slightly, as if secretly listening in on the room’s conversation.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he began sorting through the chaos in his head.

“Something’s wrong with the world.”

Hearing his muttered words, Baji’s paw froze mid-lick.

Slowly… its gaze lifted in horror.

‘Has he… finally realized?!’

"Ever since I came back from Tianmen Mountain, things have felt off. That mutant wolf died way too strangely, Triple Zero kept asking me weird questions, and then today she almost died right in front of me."

"The police took me in for questioning, but then I ran into that bearded guy—clearly someone with a lot of power, yet he was pretending to be an internet café owner. And his behavior? Completely sketchy."

As Chen Huai’an’s thoughts connected the dots, his eyes shone brighter and brighter.

Meanwhile, Baji’s expression grew more and more terrified.

‘The big boss…

Is about to awaken his memories?!’

The air in the room darkened, as if something had blinded the heavens.

This—this terrifying presence…

It could overturn the sky itself!

"HYDRA… SHIELD… THE AVENGERS… X-MEN! HAHAHA!"

Baji: "???"

What the hell was the boss talking about?!

Baji swiped the sock Chen Huai’an had thrown on its face and, realizing that nothing was actually happening, resumed licking its paws.

"That girl, Lin Lingling—dressed in a school uniform, carrying a long rifle, and wandering around deep in the mountains? That was weird enough!"

"But then, she was the one who killed that mutant wolf!"

"And that bearded guy? Even weirder! He has enough authority to control the police, but he’s clearly not part of law enforcement."

"He even gave me a mysterious address—it screams secret organization!"

Chen Huai’an’s eyes lit up as he clenched his fist.

"I’ve got it!"

"Triple Zero and Beardy are agents of a secret organization. They must have discovered that my cancer cells have transformed me into a superhuman, so they deliberately made contact!" ɽÁＮÔВЕꞩ

"And Beardy offering 100,000 yuan for my talismans? That was his way of leaving a lasting impression on me!"

"As for Triple Zero… Hmm…"

He rubbed his chin in thought.

Why exactly had she been covered in blood at his doorstep?

That part still didn’t make sense.

"Eh, whatever. They’ve already found out about Tumor Superman. They’ll definitely come looking for me again."

With his "Think too much? Just let it go" mindset, Chen Huai’an shrugged and logged into his Virtual Girlfriend game.

"Master! You’re finally here!"

The moment he went online, Li Qingran—who had been meditating on a prayer mat—immediately opened her eyes.

She tilted her face up, looking toward the ceiling, her smile bright and soft.

She could feel her master’s warm gaze upon her.

"Ah~ Only my Virtual Girlfriend can heal my soul!"

Chen Huai’an gazed at the blushing, sparkling-eyed Li Qingran on his screen, feeling his heart melt into warm, soft fluff.

"Master, so much has happened while you were gone!"

Li Qingran excitedly began counting on her fingers.

She talked about the morning lessons at the Sword Pavilion—

How the teachings were clear and easy to understand, how the elders and direct disciples weren’t arrogant, and how—aside from the occasional brutal fight for seating—everyone generally got along well.

Then she moved on to the cunning Sect Master, and how Senior Sister Yue Qianchi had tricked him into waking up.

Every time she got to something funny, she would burst into laughter.

"Oh! And Master, these are all the gifts my senior brothers and sisters gave me!"

Li Qingran proudly displayed the pile of items on her bed—

Meticulously explaining each one’s function, who had gifted it, and why.

【Looks like you really like the Sword Pavilion.】

Chen Huai’an was relieved.

After all the bullying she had endured at Qingyun Sect, it was clear that she was much happier here.

"Of course! It’s a wonderful place. Everyone treats me so well," Li Qingran said with heartfelt gratitude. "As expected of Master’s former sect—after just a few days, it already feels like home."

Chen Huai’an awkwardly rubbed his nose.

…Yeah.

The Sword Pavilion was definitely not his former sect.

That was just a big fat lie the Sect Master had fed her.

"Oh, right! Master, I told the Sect Master about your poisoning today!"

Li Qingran sat up straight, her expression suddenly serious.

【Oh? What did he say?】

Chen Huai’an was curious.

How would the Sect Master wiggle his way out of this one?

"He took me to the ancestral hall to confirm your identity—and we found your memorial tablet!"

Chen Huai’an: "?"

"I also joined Ten Thousand Swords Peak! And the inscription on the stele—‘When the Dao collapses, only the sword remains’—that was written by you!"

"Hehehe, even though Master is thousands of miles away, I still managed to choose your mountain as my sect!"

Unable to maintain her serious face, Li Qingran grinned cutely.

She truly believed—

This was fate.

She was Master’s disciple.

And she had chosen his mountain.

This was destiny.

Chen Huai’an: "???"

Wait.

No.

This—this doesn’t make sense.

They actually found his memorial tablet?

And now he was canonically the founder of Ten Thousand Swords Peak?!

At this rate, wouldn’t the game eventually reveal that he actually was some long-lost Senior Grand Elder of the Sword Pavilion?!

Even if this game was released in 2034, it would still be the most cliché, overdramatic, soap opera-level storyline ever!

"Master, the Sect Master asked which province you’re in and what your current cultivation level is, so he can send over detoxification pills."

Chen Huai’an froze.

…Province?

Bro, I’m in ASIA.

What the hell was he supposed to say now?

Fortunately, the game provided dialogue options:

① I am not in Cangyun Realm, but trapped in a small pocket dimension.

② Actually, I am not a Senior Grand Elder of the Sword Pavilion.

③ Hehehe… It’s useless. I am already dead. A great demon has taken over my body… hehehe…

④ Consume a Sound Transmission Talisman to freely respond.

After a moment of silence, Chen Huai’an mimicked the game’s tone and said:

"I am not in Cangyun Realm. I am trapped in an alternate space, surrounded by endless demon beasts. It is too dangerous for you to reach me. However, if you prepare the detoxification pills, I can use my divine abilities to retrieve them from your location."

"A trapped space… full of demon beasts…"

Li Qingran’s face turned pale, her breath hitching.

So Master had been suffering alone in such a place?

Her eyes burned, moisture gathering.

But she clenched her fists—

Her voice resolute:

"Master, don’t worry! I found an all-poison antidote in the Scripture Pavilion! I will refine the best detoxification pill for you!"

Her determination blazed.

Tears slid down her cheeks.

Her fists trembled as she swore—

"I will not let you die!"

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