Wait, How Did My Virtual Girlfriend Cultivate into a Sword Immortal?-Chapter 16 - : The Urge to Poke Something

When a paid item becomes unusable, the only option is to contact customer support. Chen Huaian decided to use the "Heavenly Divination" feature, which offered one free use per day.

"How can I help Li Qingran recover from her injuries?"

[Calculating the secrets of heaven and earth...]

BOOM—! The world of Cangyun trembled as the heavens shifted.

Countless ancient cultivators from various sects were jolted awake from their meditative trances.

"Good heavens! Which mighty expert is divining the heavens again? It hasn't even been two days since the last time!"

"Could it be the ancestor of Anci Nianzhai? A grandmaster of divination, perhaps?"

"Alas, the spiritual energy of Cangyun is dwindling. Even these great experts are growing anxious. We should focus on our own cultivation and strive to break through our bottlenecks."

"Retreat! Retreat! If they uncover the secrets of our demonic sect, our plans will be ruined!"

...

[Divination complete. You may use "Energy Transfer Meditation" or "Golden Needle Acupuncture" to heal Li Qingran. The former has moderate effects, restoring 30% of her injuries. The latter is highly effective and can fully heal her current injuries, excluding her dantian and spiritual roots.]

[The "Virtual Girlfriend" store has captured a thread of heavenly insight. Would you like to purchase the lost art of "Golden Needle Acupuncture" for 9,998¥? Once purchased, this skill will become permanent and can be upgraded. Each use will only charge for the cost of the golden needles.]

Chen Huaian: "..."

Unbelievable.

Now even the in-game store is capturing heavenly insights.

What's next? Toilets and bathtubs divining the secrets of the universe?

And 9,998¥ for a skill? Fine. But upgrades will obviously cost more, and now I have to pay for the needles too?

Does this game even respect its players?!

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But as he looked at Li Qingran lying in a pool of blood, Chen Huaian couldn't help but think of his late parents. His family had been modest, but his parents had always given him the best they could. For the first time, he felt a fraction of what they must have felt.

"Charge it!!!"

[Congratulations! You have acquired the lost art—Golden Needle Acupuncture.]

[Technique: Flowing Cloud Hand (Activated)]

[Technique: Spring Revival Needle Art Lv. 1 (Activated)]

[Spring Revival Needles—64 special silver needles, totaling 640¥. Please recharge first.]

Chen Huaian clenched his fists, gritting his teeth. "Seriously? You think I'd shortchange you?"

[Please recharge first.]

"You're really... Fine, fine, take my money!"

The game's greed was infuriating, but he couldn't just leave Li Qingran to die.

Another 640¥ vanished from his wallet.

Now that he had the skill and the materials, what next?

[Please remove Li Qingran's clothing!]

Chen Huaian froze, slowly typing a question mark.

Is this... finally happening?!

Wait, no! This isn't the time for that! Saving her is the priority!

"Who called 120? Who needs medical attention?" The ambulance arrived, and doctors and nurses rushed out.

Zhang Rui pointed at Chen Huaian, who was still engrossed in his phone. "Him."

"What's wrong with him?" The doctor couldn't immediately see anything wrong.

"He has late-stage bone cancer, osteosarcoma, and he fractured his leg while climbing Mount Tai."

Late-stage bone cancer... climbing Mount Tai... and a fracture?

The doctor's eye twitched. Was this even possible? How did these words even fit together in a sentence?

He initially thought Zhang Rui was joking. After all, the young man was sitting there, completely absorbed in his phone. Someone with a fracture should be clutching their leg, pale-faced, and screaming in pain. And late-stage bone cancer? Was he some kind of indestructible martial arts master who felt no pain?

But out of professional duty, the doctor lifted Chen Huaian's leg, which was propped on a chair, and pulled up his pant leg. His expression immediately changed.

"Quick, get the stretcher!"

The young man's leg was indeed fractured, with visible subcutaneous cysts—clear signs of osteosarcoma. His calf was severely deformed, swollen, and discolored with internal bleeding. If not treated immediately, he could lose the leg. Though, with so many tumors, it might already be unsalvageable.

As they loaded Chen Huaian onto the stretcher, the doctor couldn't help but feel a mix of disbelief and frustration. This was the calmest patient he'd ever seen. It was like the emperor wasn't worried, but the eunuchs were panicking.

"Hey, buddy, why are you still playing on your phone?!" Zhang Rui exclaimed, watching Chen Huaian continue to tap away on his phone even as he was carried away on the stretcher.

What game could be that engrossing?

But from his angle, Chen Huaian's screen was completely black. Was this guy hallucinating? Did he have some kind of mental illness?

As the ambulance drove off, Zhang Rui returned the borrowed power bank to the convenience store's charging station. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. If Chen Huaian had a mental illness, his indifference to pain and death, as well as his bizarre behavior, could all be explained.

And he had been so rude to someone with late-stage cancer and possible mental issues...

Zhang Rui slapped himself across the face.

"I'm such a terrible person..."

...

In the ambulance, the two nurses exchanged strange looks as they watched Chen Huaian continue to tap furiously at his pitch-black phone screen.

They couldn't understand what he was doing, but in Chen Huaian's perspective, he was performing the Golden Needle Acupuncture on Li Qingran.

Yes, he had removed her clothing.

Almost entirely. He had the phone pressed right up to his face to avoid any awkwardness—not that he had any lewd intentions. Seeing Li Qingran's body covered in wounds, he felt nothing but concern. To assist with the acupuncture, the game displayed a detailed meridian map over her body, with glowing points indicating where to insert the needles. Even the more private areas were covered by the diagram.

Not that Chen Huaian had time to look. The points lit up rapidly, reminiscent of the hardest difficulty in old rhythm games. He had to focus intensely to keep up.

"Son, how long have you had cancer? Do you have medical records? Which hospital did you go to for your check-ups? Your leg is in terrible shape..."

"Sir? Sir!" The nurse was growing impatient. They were already at the hospital, and this guy was still tapping at his phone. He looked perfectly normal—handsome, even—but his behavior was baffling. She waved her hand in front of his face. "The doctor is talking to you!"

Chen Huaian tilted his head to avoid her hand, not looking up. "Sorry, I'm still busy. Just give me a moment."

The doctor: "..."

At least the kid was polite.

He gestured to the nurse, pointing at Chen Huaian and then at his own head, whispering, "Go handle his admission. I'll call Dr. Wu from the psychiatric department. We'll have him checked out as soon as he arrives."

As soon as the doctor and nurse left, Chen Huaian finished the acupuncture.

With the final needle inserted and twisted clockwise, a faint, healing energy rose from the 64 silver needles. Li Qingran's bleeding wounds instantly stopped, and her injuries began to heal visibly.

[Please grind the celestial-grade Great Restoration Pill into powder and apply it to Li Qingran's wounds.]

A grinding stone appeared on the screen, and Chen Huaian followed the instructions step by step. Soon, Li Qingran's wounds closed completely, leaving no scars.

"Phew—! Finally done." Chen Huaian let out a sigh of relief.

Checking Li Qingran's status, she was no longer in critical condition, though she remained unconscious and would need time to wake up.

Now, it was time to...

Chen Huaian swallowed hard.

It was time to...

[Your phone battery is low.]

Just as he was about to admire Li Qingran's flawless figure, the screen went black.

"Are you kidding me?!"

He had even prepared tissues!

Chen Huaian sat there, stunned for half a minute, seething with frustration.

Where was the power bank he borrowed at Mount Tai?

It was only then that he realized something was off. He wasn't at the base of Mount Tai anymore.

Looking around, he was completely baffled.

"When did I get to the hospital? Huh?!"

"Did I... teleport?"

"Young man, keep it down. This old man is trying to sleep..." A hoarse, elderly voice came from the next bed.

Chen Huaian turned to see an old man with a bandaged leg, dark circles under his eyes, clearly in pain and struggling to rest. He quickly lowered his voice.

But then his eyes landed on a set of silver needles on the old man's bedside cart.

His fingers twitched, an itch growing in his hands.

Hmm...

This tingling sensation...

He really wanted to grab those needles and poke something...