Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? - Chapter 35: Ending It Once and for All

——”You like to peek at your sister’s game so much?”
——”No, narcissist.”
——”Oh. Then… why is the support ring in your hand marked with my name?”
Wen Qi—competition leader, captain of the school’s women’s basketball team, president of the student union. Everyone in Entai No. 1 Middle School knows the name Wen Qi.
But Bian Qian hates Wen Qi very much.
In the second year of high school, the arts and sciences were divided into classes, and the two of them were assigned to the same class by accident. Bian Qian became the class monitor, and inevitably came into contact with Wen Qi.
Early self-study:
Wen Qi: “Master squad leader, how do you pronounce this word?”
Bian smiled slightly: “There are notes below.”
Afternoon self-study:
Wen Qi: “Sir, I don’t have the test paper with me, can I read one with you?”
Bian smiled slightly: “Did you eat the test paper I just handed out?”
Evening self-study:
Wen Qi: “Sir, monitor, I don’t know how to do this question, please teach me.”
Bian Qian looked at the basic question, and screamed in his heart: You got 149 in the fucking math test, ask me what 1+1 equals?
After school:
Wen Qi: “Ban…”
Bian Qian: “Get lost!”
Bian Qian thought that she and Wen Qi had met for the first time, but she didn’t know that this encounter was actually a reunion that Wen Qi had planned for a long time.
Bian Qian×Wen Qi 1v1
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After transmigrating to the Blue Moon continent, Qingyi served his master for twelve years, proving himself to be a pure and chaste young man until he finally received the Corruption Dragon God, promising to keep it safe from nefarious hands.But well... he couldn't have suffered all that for nothing, could he? Now that it was finally over, he would use this bloodline to its fullest extent. There wouldn't be a single wife of any arrogant young master who wouldn't know his touch!His journey on the continent of the blue moon will only be the beginning, immortals and celestials would all tremble under his power!What will you find in this novel?- Big woman(Just like in the cape)- Smut- Lust system- Large Harem- Smart MC- Some level of mind control.- An almost endless cultivation path- There will be no Netorare, but there will be Netori (MC stealing wives).What will you not find in this novel?- NTR(Netorare)- Brain dead mc- Dense mc- Yaoi/Yuri

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