Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation!

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Chapter 446 of "Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?" opens presenting: Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation!Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation! ... Zhang Yibai and Chen Huaian stood outside... Don’t stop now!

Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation!Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation! ... Zhang Yibai and Chen Huaian stood outside the main hall of the Black Blade Sect. Both wore black robes, with Zhang Yibai's being looser due to his larger frame, billowing loudly in the wind. Chen Huaian followed half a step behind, holding the Black Scales Sword while occasionally glancing toward the sect's interior. "Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?" Zhang Yibai stroked his beard in puzzlement. "There's just two of us. Could the Black Blade Sect actually be scared?" As soon as he spoke, noisy clamoring erupted from within. A flood of Black Blade Sect disciples rushed out, surrounding the two men. Li Zongsi pushed through the crowd, swaggering up to Zhang Yibai and Chen Huaian with arrogant steps. "So you're the ones daring to challenge my Black Blade Sect?" Li Zongsi first examined Chen Huaian and snorted dismissively. Then he looked at Zhang Yibai and laughed even more derisively. An old man and a young kid, with such weak auras, actually came to challenge his Black Blade Sect? They must have a death wish! But unusual circumstances meant hidden dangers. Since these two dared come, they must have backing—perhaps they were just bait while real experts lurked in the shadows, or maybe this was a probe of his sect's strength. In that case, he'd have to crush them mercilessly. Let whoever hid in the dark know the Black Blade Sect wasn't to be trifled with. "We heard establishing a new sect requires recognition from at least five sect leaders. Since we want to found one and you're nearby, we came." Zhang Yibai paused, then added frankly: "But we think challenging five sects consecutively wastes too much time, so we decided to streamline the process." Li Zongsi understood the first part—everyone went through this when founding sects. Though he thought two people founding a sect was pure fantasy. But that last part sounded strange. What did he mean by "streamline"? "What are you implying?" Li Zongsi narrowed his eyes, sensing something amiss. Zhang Yibai grinned, showing two rows of white teeth. "I mean taking over the Black Blade Sect and renaming it as I please. That way we skip challenging five leaders while still establishing our sect—efficient, time-saving, and brilliant!" Li Zongsi understood now. "You want to conquer my Black Blade Sect and replace us?!" "Exactly!" Zhang Yibai nodded. "Audacious!" Li Zongsi roared, his face darkening as he drew his black blade, voice icy. "In all my Black Blade Sect's history, never have we met someone so arrogant... I don't know what gives you the confidence, but it doesn't matter—take that arrogance to hell!" The black sword pointed at Chen Huaian and Zhang Yibai. Li Zongsi lifted his chin. "Which of you dies first?" When neither spoke, he pointed at Zhang Yibai. "Old man, you're already ancient—go die first!" CRACK—! Zhang Yibai twisted his neck, joints popping loudly. Silently, he shed his long-restrictive robe as his hunched spine straightened. His body seemed injected with primordial power, expanding rapidly like an inflating balloon. His height surged from average to over two meters, transforming into a veritable giant. Rock-like muscles defined his frame, each fiber twitching visibly. The oppressive aura of an ancient beast combined with his massive shadow to smother Li Zongsi's face. "Holy shit..." Li Zongsi stared up at the old man, sucking in a shocked breath. What the hell... some kind of magic trick? One moment he's a scrawny old man, next he's the fucking Hulk? But he quickly composed himself. "Hmph, what good are big muscles? You think brute strength defines martial arts?" The forest wind stilled momentarily as the black blade left its sheath. The sword gleamed ink-black, seemingly devouring surrounding light. "Die, old fool!" Li Zongsi's roar echoed across the mountaintop. Zhang Yibai slightly narrowed his eyes. The Black Blade Sect leader shot forward like an arrow, his blade screeching through air. The lethal edge aimed straight for Zhang Yibai's throat—then stopped abruptly one inch short. Gasps rose from surrounding disciples. Somehow, Zhang Yibai's hand had already clamped onto Li Zongsi's wrist, bones creaking under the pressure. Terrifying power erupted from his grip. CRUNCH—! Bones shattered, blood sprayed, and the black blade clattered to the ground. "That's it?" Zhang Yibai murmured. "Try my Black Tiger Steals Heart!" Before the words finished, his fist cannonballed into Li Zongsi's chest. Air detonated from the impact with a thunderous boom. Li Zongsi's torso caved in as if struck by an invisible hammer, sending him flying backward until he smashed through a dozen thick trees. "Pfft—!" Blood sprayed the moment Li Zongsi hit the ground. Horror flooded his heart—this old man had concealed his power, definitely beyond Golden Core stage. But just as he tried rising to beg for mercy, terror already dominated his eyes. In his vision, the old man's figure loomed above like an immovable mountain. "Young man, too slow." Zhang Yibai clasped his hands and bellowed: "CROW TAKES FLIGHT!!!" BOOM—! His final butt-drop shook the earth, raising clouds of dust. No need to look—that impact meant certain death for Li Zongsi. The stench of urine spread with the mountain breeze. Zhang Yibai stood, dusting off dirt while grinning at the terrified Li Zongsi. "Yield?" "I yield!" Li Zongsi knelt trembling. "I yield completely! Thank you for sparing me!" When those massive legs descended, the quaking ground confirmed that strike would have killed him instantly. Yet the old man's foot had stopped half an inch from his head, cratering the earth instead. With such power, missing was impossible—this was deliberate mercy. "How about you all?!" Zhang Yibai turned to glare at the other disciples. After exchanging glances, the disciples immediately kowtowed. "We greet our new sect master!" "Hahahaha! Good!" Zhang Yibai laughed wildly, hauling Li Zongsi up face-to-face: "From today, the Black Blade Sect becomes the Wind Spirit Sect! You'll serve as elder, and everything follows my orders!" "Yes yes yes, you're the master now! We obey completely!" Li Zongsi forced a smile uglier than crying. "Good. As your new master, I issue your first mandatory task." Zhang Yibai scanned the crowd coldly. "All of you will disperse your cultivation and start anew!" "Look at this garbage blade technique you've learned! Absolute trash!" ... ...

Chapter 449: Disperse All Cultivation!

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