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

Author: 宇宙无敌暴龙烧鹅

Chapter 550: Brotherly Reunion?

Chapter 550: Brotherly Reunion?
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Xiao Feng stared at Chen Huaian, waves of distant memories surging through his mind.
He remembered how as children, his older brother would always give him the best portions of food. Every New Year when the village held feasts, his brother would do odd jobs to earn a bowl of pork noodles - giving him all the meat and noodles while only drinking the broth with a few leftover strands.
Whenever asked, his brother would just say, "I prefer the broth. The meat's too fatty - makes me feel sick if I eat too much."
Too young to understand, he'd believed his brother genuinely disliked fatty meat.
Only when older did he realize even fatty pork was an unimaginable luxury for villagers.
That year of drought when the crops failed.
Ten-year-old him lay awake all night, stomach twisted with hunger.
As he wolfed them down, asking why his brother didn't eat, the reply came: "I already ate in the mountains." Later he learned his brother had worked all night chopping wood and carrying water for a wealthy family to earn those potatoes - not tasting a single bite.
Winter's bitter winds howled through the holes in his cloth shoes, turning his toes red.
One day after gathering pigweed, his brother and father mysteriously produced sturdy cotton shoes, claiming the village head gifted them.
That whole winter, his feet stayed warm. Come spring, he learned from village children that his brother and father had traded their only decent winter coats to the cobbler. That entire season, they'd shivered in thin clothing.
At twelve, a raging fever nearly took his life.
His brother carried him thirty miles over mountain paths to find a doctor.
Rocks tore his brother's feet bloody - not a single complaint.
Returning in pouring rain, his brother wrapped him in their only straw raincoat, arriving home drenched.
That night when his brother developed fever too, he gave all the medicine to him.
The famine year took their father. To survive, their mother sold his brother and sister to a landlord for meager grain.
Just enough to see him through. Never again did they hear of his siblings.
He often demanded why his mother sold them - weren't they her children too?
She'd just sit by candlelight, mending ragged clothes with silent tears.
On her deathbed, she clutched his brother's childhood rattle so tightly none could pry it loose.
With final breaths she called their names in remorse, dying with eyes wide open.
Only then did he understand - his mother had loved them, but no choice remained.
Alone in the world, guilt consumed him.
Xiao Feng believed his birth caused their suffering.
Without him, perhaps his siblings wouldn't have been sacrificed.
His robust, hardworking brother could've had a bright future.
Not sold during famine - whether ending as food or another starved corpse, none knew.
Later he labored, became a guard, trained under a Taoist to join the Imperial Guards, rising through martial ranks until wielding eunuch's power over emperors.
But wealth and status crumbled before mortality's approach.
Seeking deeper arts, he followed a demonic cultivator into darkness.
Discovering the Cangyun Realm's hidden side - the world of cultivators.
Millennia of bloodshed later, he became the Heavenly Demon Patriarch that made men tremble.
Most ancient memories had faded.
Only his brother remained vivid.
Certain none could know his past - the gulf of time too vast even for him.
When Chen Huaian claimed to be his brother, Xiao Feng's heart indeed trembled.
But quickly dismissed it - his brother shared the Xiao surname, not Chen.
Yet in the next breath:
"These years brought many trials," Chen Huaian continued. "Hunted, I had to change identities - even abandoning the name Xiao Yan for Chen Huaian now. Sigh...this made acknowledging you impossible."
The Old Demon Xiao's gaze grew uncertain.
The name...matched.
"And your sister Yue'e - what pity. Bought by a military officer who took her as concubine, only for him to die in battle within months. She lived widowed, childless, dying of sorrow." Chen Huaian sighed.
How did he know?
Because his vision kept displaying more system prompts.
Whatever the system showed, he recited - playing obedient puppet.
Even his sister's name matched...
The Old Demon's confusion deepened.
Could this...this Sword Master Chen, Moon Shadow Sect's Grand Elder...truly be his brother?
"Hey, little brother! Remember the peach-shaped birthmark on your butt? Now that you're the Heavenly Demon Patriarch, did you remove it?" Chen Huaian stepped closer, eyes slightly reddened. "Mom always said our birthmarks were a pair - mine on the arm, yours below. Even if separated, showing them would prove our bond!"
Rolling up his sleeve, he revealed a peach-shaped mark.
Worth 0.1 top-grade spirit jade - a discount special freshly synthesized.
Seeing it, Xiao Feng's mind blanked, something detonating within.
Heart aching, he collapsed kneeling, forehead pressed to ground, sobbing:
"Big brother! I...I've finally found you! You're alive - that's enough! Never dreamed we'd reunite!"
The Old Demon wept and laughed, wild beard trembling, appearing half-mad - making Chen Huaian's heart race.
Suddenly, the demonic elder clawed at his pants, ripping away fabric to expose right buttock, giving it a slap.
SMACK!
"Look brother - my birthmark!"
Chen Huaian silently observed the Old Demon's pale, surprisingly perky and bouncy rear, the peach mark clearly visible.
Perhaps weathered by time, it had faded somewhat, even appearing slightly discolored.
A single long hair sprouted from its center...
Originally, he'd felt guilty.
Assuming a dead brother's identity meant the Old Demon would obey him henceforth.
He understood the joy of reunion, an old man's nostalgia for childhood bonds.
Understanding didn't equal guilt - currently, he felt none.
Just severe eye burn.
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