In the dimly lit room, the curtains swayed.
A mysterious black cat on the sofa.
A strange-looking green fish in the basin.
And at the center of the room, a handsome man with his upper body bare.
“This is what it feels like to open one’s meridians?”
Chen Huai’an clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
The wind rustled by his ears.
The grass on the windowsill was green, the banana on the table smelled like bananas, and the feces in the litter box stank.
Before he knew it,
Chen Huai’an suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward, and punched the wall in front of him.
Bam!
“Roar——!!!”
A miserable howl echoed through the entire residential building.
Countless people were startled, thinking someone was slaughtering a pig.
Ba Ji remained silent for a moment before continuing to lick his paws.
The green fish spat a bubble, flicked its tail, and sank back into the water.
…
Ten minutes later, Chen Huai’an had applied a bruise ointment to his swollen fist.
During the process of applying the ointment, he had figured it out.
It wasn’t that opening the meridians had gone wrong.
Rather, he hadn’t practiced any internal cultivation techniques.
Without internal cultivation techniques, there would be no spiritual energy, and since he hadn’t practiced martial arts or worked out regularly, his physical strength was insufficient. The punch just now lacked the support of spiritual energy, so naturally, it lacked power.
Additionally, there was another issue.
He noticed that after opening his meridians, the spiritual stone bracelet on his wrist had completely darkened.
It wasn’t that opening the meridians consumed the spiritual energy from the bracelet.
Instead, the Grand Completion Opening Needles required spiritual energy to function; otherwise, he should have had spiritual energy.
“The most important thing is, there’s no sign of healing on the wound on my fist…”
Chen Huai’an looked at his swollen right hand and finally understood.
Back then, the quick healing was entirely due to the spiritual stone bracelet, not some cancer cell connection.
Once upon a time, he had fantasized about having an arm like K9999 from King of Fighters, turning into a thick, muscular worm that could punch monsters away, how cool would that be? Now, it seemed he could only earnestly become a cultivator.
Sigh, such is life.
There are always too many excellent choices, so it’s inevitable to feel regret for losing one.
Chen Huai’an opened the game and found that Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi were cultivating on a flying boat.
He zoomed in on Li Qingran’s face, admiring her as if she were a beautiful porcelain vase.
If he couldn’t describe it with “awesome,” Chen Huai’an didn’t have the vocabulary to convey the feeling.
It was like in those days when he didn’t understand anything, under the old tree at school, layers of leaves cast shadows, a girl sat reading a book, a breeze blew her hair, she tucked a strand behind her ear, and a faint smile played on her lips.
Strangers, yet they could dazzle an entire summer.
Everyone’s student days might have encountered such people.
Li Qingran gave him this feeling.
Just watching her was pleasing to the eye, and he subconsciously touched her cheek.
Her skin dented under his finger as if he really had touched her.
“Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form!” Chen Huai’an collected his thoughts, opened the talent page, and found that the originally gray message indicating that he couldn’t practice the Chaosheng Formula was now fully illuminated, indicating he met the cultivation conditions.
“Ha ha ha! I’ll make the sky no longer block my sight!”
Chen Huai’an held his phone and laughed wildly, opening the Chaosheng Formula.
Such a genius figure, surely he would understand how to cultivate in just one day.
As the saying goes, one small step in cultivating qi, one giant leap towards becoming a immortal lord!
Whoosh —!
The sound of rolling waves suddenly echoed in his ears. Chen Huai’an felt as if he saw blue seas and rocky shores, waves crashing against the shore. A cultivator’s figure appeared and disappeared in the waves, surrounded by swirling spiritual energy, each movement causing the tides to rise and fall, the sun and moon to alternate.
The scene vanished in an instant.
Pages with wave patterns unfolded before his eyes.
[First Chapter of the Chaosheng Formula – Observing Waves: For beginners, one must calm the mind, place the five senses on the ground, to achieve harmony between heaven and humanity. This posture subtly aligns with yin and yang, connecting the three talents, serving as the foundation for entry. This method requires sensing the rotation of the sun and moon, the alternation of yin and yang, visualizing the surging of spiritual energy, the misty aura permeating the universe, originating from one breath, gathering and dispersing without constancy, cycling endlessly, following the way of creation…]
Flipping to the first page, it was filled with dense text.
Chen Huai’an fell silent for a moment and took out Qian Du translation.
He could practice, but first, he needed to translate these things into understandable words.
Otherwise, with his poor knowledge of humanities despite being a science student, he wouldn’t understand what was written here.
…
“Just now, did my master touch my face?”
Li Qingran opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, feeling the warmth on her cheek, her cheeks blushed, and her ears grew hot.
She glanced at her senior sister and confirmed again that it was indeed her master who had touched her face.
Never mind that her senior sister was taking advantage of the advanced spirit gathering array to practice intensely, the force used was completely different. Her master used less force, giving her a sense of careful protection, unlike her senior sister, who would sometimes mess up her face into all sorts of strange shapes and laugh.
“My master rarely comes to see me, and now I’m practicing…”
Missing the chance to talk with her master, Li Qingran pouted and frowned.
“No, I shouldn’t say it that way. My master probably wants me to focus on cultivation. If I practice diligently when he comes, he would be happy, right?”
“But then I can’t talk to him…”
She sighed in frustration, her fingers fidgeting in front of her chest.
Being engrossed in cultivation meant she couldn’t know when her master came, missing the chance to get closer to him.
If she didn’t practice, she would be scolded by her master…
Sigh, truly vexing~
[Qingran.]
A voice sounded beside her.
Li Qingran’s eyes brightened, her eyebrows curved into two crescents, looking up at the void above: “Master, you’re here!”
Feeling a pair of eyes scanning her, she hurriedly explained:
“Your disciple has been practicing diligently, just wanting to take a short break after practicing for too long…”
[Mm.]
“Does Master have something on your mind?” Li Qingran’s heart tightened.
She keenly sensed that her master’s mood seemed somewhat low, his tone carrying a hint of fatigue.
Chen Huai’an was indeed very tired.
He had studied the Chaosheng Formula for half an hour and still couldn’t figure out the first step.
Although the first step was clearly written in front of him, he felt like a tiger trying to eat the sky, unsure where to start.
Back when he practiced the Qinglian Sword Canon, it wasn’t that complicated.
Others had diagrams, straightforward instructions, and even the boost from the gaming headset afterward.
But the Chaosheng Formula had nothing like that, just a bunch of classical Chinese text that made his head spin.
Qian Du’s translation was even more off the mark, seemingly lacking key information.
He finally understood why the Demon-Slaying Division spent a full ten years deciphering the breathing techniques.
The Chaosheng Formula was a derivative item provided by the Companion Spirit Item, with characters that were already Chinese, fully translated, yet he still couldn’t comprehend it.
But the cultivation technique couldn’t just sit there unused.
So, he came up with a plan. Just as he saw that Li Qingran had stopped practicing, he said, “Qingran, how’s your practice of the Chaosheng Formula going? Tell your teacher the details, let your teacher check if there are any issues with your recent practice.”
In the empty space, a stern male voice echoed:
[Qingran, you’ve been practicing for some time, the Chaosheng Formula is profound and hard to understand. Today, your teacher will test you!]
Chapter 116

Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?
My Virtual Immortal Girlfriend Came to Life from a Mobile Game, 不是,我电子女友咋修成剑仙了My name is Chen Huai’an, and I have cancer. I’m dying. Lately, I’ve become obsessed with a virtual girlfriend game. I top up my account to buy her cultivation techniques and magical artifacts. Even though I’ve emptied my wallet, I laugh like a fool. I always thought it was just a game—until one day, my virtual girlfriend sent me a pill. The next moment, the pill appeared in my hand… Am I… not going to die?!
My name is Li Qingran. My cultivation has been crippled, my spiritual roots dug out, and I’ve been expelled from my sect. I cower in a dilapidated hut, waiting to die. I thought my life was over—until I met a mysterious senior who never shows himself. This senior heals my wounds and helps me cultivate. I grow stronger and stronger, eventually becoming the most powerful sword cultivator in the Cangyun Realm. I’ve heard that the spiritual energy in Cangyun is depleting, the Dao is dim, and an immortal from another world plans to merge their soon-to-revive realm with ours. An age of chaos and opportunity is upon us. Even immortals may face death in this struggle. I scour the world for traces of this senior. I want to protect him—and become his Dao companion!!!