Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?-Chapter 157: If You Don’t Speak, I’ll Shut You Up With My Lips

Chapter 157: If You Don’t Speak, I’ll Shut You Up With My Lips

"Hunting down a Black Coffin Emissary at Linchuan Cemetery? Tsk tsk, you guys sure are gutsy… Taking on such a difficult mission as mere Master-ranked Demon Slayers?"

Chen Huai’an glanced at the mission details provided by the two Demon Slayers, his expression filled with surprise.

He had encountered a Black Coffin Emissary before—that flute-playing creep who controlled the three zeros at the construction site.

If that one represented their average strength… these two Master-ranked guys were basically walking into a meat grinder.

"We just want to rank up faster," one of them admitted, sitting rigidly upright, hands neatly placed on his knees.

The two of them sat straighter than elementary school students.

But then again…

To their left was KSC-01,

To their right was KSC-02,

And directly across from them sat the legendary Tyrant, who, at least, looked fairly approachable.

Honestly, anyone in their position would be shrinking back in fear.

"What’s the benefit of ranking up?" Chen Huai’an asked.

"It lets us unlock the next part of the Qi Absorption Technique."

"Yeah, right now, the Qi Absorption Technique is tied to our rank as Demon Slayers. If we want to obtain the rest of the technique, we need to do missions, accumulate experience, and get promoted."

"I see…"

Chen Huai’an rubbed his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

The Demon Slayer Bureau had really stepped up its game.

Originally, they required Demon Slayers to take at least one mission per month at their rank level.

According to Bearded Guy, many Demon Slayers didn’t even want to go on missions.

But now?

With the Qi Absorption Technique as a carrot, they were all scrambling to take on missions.

And recently, he had indeed noticed an influx of fresh-faced newbies in the containment facility.

"Actually… there's another reason we came to you for help," one of the Demon Slayers added cautiously.

Seeing that Chen Huai’an was silent, he must have thought the Tyrant was reluctant to join.

"Besides us, there are two more rookies on this mission. They're White-ranked newbies from noble families. They’re willing to supply us with resources in exchange for letting them tag along."

"But… because of them, the difficulty of the mission has increased."

Chen Huai’an’s eyelid twitched.

Good grief.

They even turned this into a “veterans carrying newbies” situation?

Did they even realize their own level?!

Even without the noble rookies, these two were already throwing themselves into a death trap.

Now, with two weaklings in tow, they were practically delivering their own corpses.

For a moment, Chen Huai’an was completely uninterested in helping.

Fighting was easy.

The hard part was babysitting newbies while fighting.

Still, he asked anyway:

"How much are you paying me?"

"100,000!"

"The Demon Slayer Bureau has increased bounties a lot recently!"

"And the noble disciples are adding 200,000 on top of that. Plus, you get 100% of the profit from selling the mission materials. We just want the noble resources and ranking credit."

Chen Huai’an’s eyes narrowed.

Then, the corners of his lips curled into a benevolent smile.

This was a good deal.

After all, with pork at 5 yuan per pound, he could eat forever on 300,000.

"Deal. Looking forward to working with you!"

The mission was set for midnight at Linchuan Cemetery.

As the time approached, Chen Huai’an opened his livestream platform and posted an announcement:

[Tonight: Live Demon-Slaying Action.]

Nowadays, there were plenty of educational supernatural videos circulating online…

But an official Demon Slayer Bureau-affiliated livestream was one of a kind.

It was like a SWAT team live-streaming a drug bust.

The hype was guaranteed.

The moment the announcement went up, a watchful employee monitoring Chen Huai’an’s account noticed it.

"Captain Zhao, should we stop him from streaming?"

Zhao Ying rested her chin on her hands, thinking for a moment before shaking her head.

"No, don’t stop him. Instead… feature his stream on the C-Province Demon Slayer Bureau’s official homepage."

"…Huh?"

"And give him a boost in traffic."

"……"

The employee felt like this might not be the best idea.

But since Captain Zhao had spoken, that was that.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ying picked up her taser, zapped herself, and shuddered violently…

At the same time, she thought back to a certain unpleasant meeting with the noble family representatives half an hour ago.

A cold smirk appeared on her lips.

"Heh… So you think that now that Governor Li is dead, you can push C-Province’s Demon Slayer Bureau around?"

"Then let me show you what KSC-0 really means."

"Let me show you what it means to be called… The Tyrant!"

[HOLY SH*T, THIS IS AN OFFICIALLY SPONSORED DEMON-SLAYING LIVESTREAM?!]

[BABE, COME QUICK! THIS ONE’S FOR REAL! @SuperBigLittleNanliang]

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[Wait a sec… why does the streamer look kinda familiar? Hey streamer, be honest, were you the guy climbing Mount Tais?]

Midnight.

Chen Huai’an started the livestream.

The chat exploded instantly.

He was already in the car with the four Demon Slayers, en route to Linchuan Cemetery.

And as it turned out…

The two noble rookies were both girls.

Chen Huai’an felt a deep sense of contempt.

These guys were already terrible at carrying newbies, and now they were carrying female newbies?

Pathetic.

"Hey, is this pretty boy the expert you guys hired?"

The pink-haired girl to his left was practically melting into his lap, her voice filled with teasing curiosity.

"He seems more suited to coming home with me and having babies."

"Demon-slaying is so dangerous… Why risk getting hurt? I’d feel so bad~"

"Exactly."

On his right, the mature woman hugged his arm tightly, her ample chest completely engulfing his bicep.

She even leaned in and blew a breath into his ear.

"Can’t say if you’re good at slaying demons, but I bet you’re great at making babies."

"With a face this handsome… wouldn’t it be a tragedy if it got scarred?"

The two Master-ranked Demon Slayers shrank in their seats.

They desperately wanted to warn the reckless noble girls about who they were messing with.

But…

What if they ruined the Tyrant’s fun?

They had no idea if he actually enjoyed this kind of attention.

Reality check:

Chen Huai’an did not enjoy it.

Their cheap perfume was giving him a migraine.

It didn’t hold a candle to the natural milk tea scent from Li Qingran’s tea sachets and pillowcases.

But the back seat was small, and he needed to keep these rookies safe.

So he endured.

From the moment they entered Linchuan Cemetery, his attention was locked onto the car roof.

A hundred meters overhead, a flock of crows circled ominously.

Among them, a sinister presence had already locked onto their vehicle.

They were being watched.

Likely by the Black Coffin Emissary.

But since the enemy wasn’t making a move, neither would he.

This 300,000 bounty was worth playing safe.

If his aura scared the target away, he’d be pissed.

"Little brother, why so quiet? Not much of a talker?"

The pink-haired girl was just about ready to climb onto his lap.

"Yeah~ If you won’t talk, little brother, I’ll just shut you up with my lips~"

The older woman leaned in, her plump red lips dangerously close.

Just as their lips were about to touch—

A violent gust of wind slammed down from the sky.

At the same moment, Chen Huai’an’s eyes snapped open.

He bellowed one word—

"HAH—!!!"

BOOM!!!

The car roof exploded.

The doors shattered into pieces.

The two girls spat blood as they were blasted away.

And Chen Huai’an?

He grinned savagely.

His shirt was gone, his muscles glistened, and Spiritual Qi surged violently around him.

He kicked off the broken car frame and launched himself skyward, brandishing his Blackscale Sword.

"Keh keh keh!"

"300,000. Hand it over!"

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