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

Chapter 300: Let’s Start With a Thousand Tons
"This Weilong Spicy Strip... is it really as endless as the Patriarch claimed?"
Su Qinian’s eyes were shining—he saw in Weilong Spicy Strips the hope for the Sword Pavilion’s rise.
He was at the peak of Divine Transformation Realm. Normally, someone at his level had almost no appetite left.
But the moment he bit into a spicy strip—it all came back. Everything came rushing back.
From this one strip, he tasted the spicy sauce his mother used to make when he was a child. The more he ate, the more addicted he became. The flavor deepened. He seemed to see... his father making beggar’s chicken for the first time, the first time the family scraped together enough money to eat out—scene after scene flashed before his eyes...
Only then did he realize that true gourmet food had power.
A power that came from deep within the soul.
It had nothing to do with cultivation.
“Master said so, so it should be fine,” Li Qingran replied with a smile.
Valley Master Yun Baiyu of Lingxi Valley wiped the oil from the corner of her mouth.
She usually preferred lighter flavors, so her loss of composure today made her a bit embarrassed. Still, she couldn’t help but praise, “This item seems to possess some kind of magical pull. I just can't stop eating it… But I wonder, how much does it cost? What price did Senior Chen set? If it’s reasonable, I’d gladly purchase a batch for Lingxi Valley.”
“Master said you two could decide the pricing,” Li Qingran answered seriously. “Best if it can be promoted across all the sects. That way, it could bring revenue to the Sword Pavilion.”
“Let us set the price?”
Su Qinian and Yun Baiyu exchanged a surprised glance, both feeling deeply honored.
It was just a snack, sure—but it was something unheard of in the Cangyun Realm, a true rarity.
And yet the Patriarch handed over the pricing authority just like that...
“If the Patriarch wishes to promote this item across all the sects, and he can guarantee steady supply, then I believe we shouldn’t price it too high. Ideally, it should be affordable for ordinary sect disciples,” Su Qinian reasoned.
Yun Baiyu nodded. “Pavilion Master Su is right. Why not set it at ten lower-grade spirit stones? That way, it won’t seem too cheap, but disciples with a bit of spare change can still give it a try.”
“Swapping for resources like pills or spiritual artifacts is fine too,” Su Qinian added, eyes gleaming. “Let’s base it on the rate of ten lower-grade spirit stones. Any resource with equivalent value can be exchanged.”
“Ten lower-grade spirit stones per pack—what does Master think?”
Li Qingran lifted her gaze to the sky. She could feel a certain gaze falling upon her.
【Approved—!】
“Junior Su Qinian and Yun Baiyu, pay respects to the Patriarch!”
Su Qinian and Yun Baiyu immediately bowed toward the direction Li Qingran was looking.
【No need for formalities. Since the price is set, spread word of it to all sects immediately. I want Weilong Spicy Strips circulating across the entire Cangyun Realm as soon as possible!】
Back in the modern world, Chen Huaian was grinning strangely in front of his phone.
Just imagine it—cultivators all over Cangyun Realm carrying spicy strips with them.
Eat one before cultivating, chew a few while taking a break on missions, even snack during battle.
Crack open a pack anytime, gnaw on a few... Everyone talking with spicy breath all day long.
That would be… awesome.
And key point—pricing them at 10 lower-grade spirit stones was a huge win.
One bag only cost 1 RMB, while even during promotional deals, one lower-grade spirit stone in the Digital Girlfriend Store went for ¥50.
That’s a 500x profit margin—and that’s without buying directly from the factory.
【Senior, about my daughter... I still beg your help…】
Chen Huaian glanced at Yun Baiyu, who was kneeling with both knees on the floor, and said solemnly, “Rest assured. I still have some matters to settle here. When the time is right, I will personally lead the charge on the Holy Land of Jade Pool to rescue both our Sword Pavilion Core Disciple Yue Qianchi and your daughter Yun Suxin!”
He was currently at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, but his avatar could now unlock strength equivalent to the Eighth Stage of Void Fusion.
Still, even that wasn’t enough to face the Holy Land of Jade Pool.
Luckily, the situation of Yue Qianchi and Yun Suxin wasn’t too urgent. There was still room to maneuver.
“With your words, I can rest easy.” Yun Baiyu was moved to tears, bowing toward the void again.
“To support Senior’s venture, this junior is willing to purchase a batch of Weilong Spicy Strips with ten million lower-grade spirit stones!” Yun Baiyu stood up, her tone sincere. “Disciples of Lingxi Valley travel everywhere to practice medicine. I can have them bring along these snacks—it’ll also boost the publicity. Who knows? This product might dominate even the mortal realm, where food is everywhere.”
Wait, how much?
Ten million spirit stones?!
Chen Huaian looked at the still-elegant beauty and his mouth twitched.
She really did have money, huh? But he didn’t dare imagine the fragrant Lingxi Valley being filled with the strong smell of spicy strips.
Still, it was her heartfelt gesture—how could he say no?
Chen Huaian immediately gave the go-ahead, then called out to Zhao Ying.
“Xiao Zhao, I’ve got something for you to handle.”
“Whatever you need, Governor!” Zhao Ying beamed, looking at Chen Huaian like he was witnessing a living talisman of prosperity.
“So… Li Qingran—uh, I mean, Director Li—really likes these spicy strips. Her sect’s disciples like them too, so she wants to bring more back.”
“No problem!” Zhao Ying lit up. “I’ll go buy them now!”
Interest was good. With interest, resources weren’t an issue.
That way, Governor Chen wouldn’t have to work so hard all the time. Overworking wasn’t good for his liver or kidneys.
“Wait a sec,” Chen Huaian called him back. Seeing Zhao Ying’s puzzled look, he added, “Let’s just go straight to Weilong’s factory.”
Zhao Ying froze. “Huh? So… how many spicy strips are we talking about here?”
Chen Huaian quickly did the math.
Ten million spirit stones equaled a million bags of spicy strips. One bag was 150g—that’s 150 tons.
Factoring in Lingxi Valley’s future demand and the inevitable shortage once it caught on...
“Let’s just… start with a thousand tons,” Chen Huaian said, looking straight at Zhao Ying.
Zhao Ying: “…”
He didn’t want to think this way, but—
Was that sect made up of mutant creatures or something?!
They needed 1,000 tons of spicy strips?!
Maybe that’s the difference between cultivators and normal people—cultivators didn’t have to worry about constipation or hemorrhoids.
“…Got it. I’ll take care of it now.”
Zhao Ying nodded with difficulty.
Cangyun Realm, Holy Land of Jade Pool
“Have any of you ever heard of a spirit herb called ‘Weilong Spicy Strip’?”
Real Person Yuyao summoned all disciples and elders at or above the Unity Stage into the palace.
Everyone looked around at each other, then collectively shook their heads.
“I see.” Yuyao frowned, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “Pass it down—all disciples of the Holy Land are to stop their current tasks and go search for the spirit herb ‘Weilong Spicy Strip’!”
The whole palace erupted in shock.
One elder stepped forward, “Real Person, should we still track the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion Patriarch? What about the group with the Profound Water Root?”
“Forget the Sword Pavilion and their Patriarch for now.” Yuyao waved dismissively like shooing a fly. “Leave the Profound Water Root group alone too. Everyone else, go find this Weilong Spicy Strip! I want results within seven days!” Her expression darkened, the air in the palace turning cold and heavy. “Otherwise… you’ll all face punishment!”
Moments later, a group of gloomy elders and disciples walked out of the palace.
No leads, no details—just a name.
And that name was so weird, they couldn’t even guess what it might be.
Where were they supposed to start?
Still, a command from Real Person Yuyao wasn’t something they could disobey. They had no choice but to obey.
Inside the palace—
Real Person Yuyao stood by the edge of a pond, eyes fixed on the lotus platform within, gaze vicious.
“Weilong Spicy Strip…”
Her voice echoed low in the hall.
“No matter what kind of spirit herb you are… you won’t escape my grasp!”