Magic Card Era: Infinite Deck Enhancement — Chapter 91

Chapter 91: Digital World, Complete!

After studying the properties of the Light Sword and the Holy Spirit Ring, a spark of inspiration lit up Luke’s eyes. The raw potential of these two materials had already planted a few solid blueprints in his mind.

The Light Sword radiated a potent sealing power. It was the perfect catalyst for crafting the Swords of Revealing Light. As one of the earliest and most iconic spells in the Yu-Gi-Oh! universe, the Swords of Revealing Light was a game-changing artifact, a card so notoriously powerful that it constantly oscillated between being Forbidden and Semi-Forbidden in the physical card game.

Two legendary duels immediately surfaced in his memory. The first was the iconic clash between Yugi and Kaiba, where the Swords were deployed to stall the aggressive onslaught of Blue-Eyes White Dragon just long enough to draw the final piece of Exodia the Forbidden One, securing an impossible victory. The second was a brilliant display of lateral thinking: using a verbal trick and the Swords of Revealing Light to suspend the massive Castle of Dark Illusions in mid-air after its flotation ring was destroyed. The moment the spell’s duration expired, the colossal castle plummeted, crushing all of the opponent’s monsters beneath its weight.

If he could weave those specific legendary feats into the background lore and setting of the Magic Card, Luke suspected the resulting effects would yield some incredibly pleasant surprises.

As for the Holy Spirit Ring, its destiny was already set. Luke planned to integrate this material into the Sistermon Magic Card he was preparing to forge next.

To be exact, it would act as the foundation of Sistermon’s evolution chain—serving as the sacred Holy Ring required to trigger the evolution into Angewomon. By locking this in, Sistermon’s three primary evolutionary branches—the Angewomon chain, the LadyDevimon chain, and the Eosmon chain—would all possess their most critical core materials.

Whatever secondary materials he still lacked could easily be synthesized using his Rewrite and Reorganize authority.

Of course, Sistermon’s evolutionary potential didn’t just stop at those three paths. However, with the college entrance examinations looming closer by the day, time was a luxury he lacked. Even with the system’s Rewrite and Reorganize authority at his fingertips, Luke estimated it would be impossible to map out and finalize every single branching evolution in such a narrow window.

In truth, his grand vision of perfecting the evolutionary trees for every single Digimon residing in the Digital World was a monumental task. It was not something that could be rushed or completed overnight. It mirrored his approach to the Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Spirits; he simply didn’t have the bandwidth to manifest every single archetype and form all at once.

Still, Luke remained entirely unbothered. Given enough time, he was absolutely confident he would bring the entirety of both worlds to life. There was no need to force the pace.

“Oh, before I forget, make sure everyone attends tonight’s celebratory banquet on time,” Chairman Yu reminded the group with a wide, satisfied grin before they parted ways for the afternoon.

Thanks to Luke’s overwhelming performance and his absolute victory in the Youth Training Competition, the Cang Ling City Magic Card Association was guaranteed to be the undisputed center of attention tonight. Chairman Yu was practically vibrating with anticipation; there was no way the older man would pass up such a golden opportunity to show off his branch’s prestige to the rest of the province.

Sensing the Chairman’s thinly veiled eagerness to gloat, the rest of the team exchanged knowing, amused smiles.

[Worldview: Digital World simulation construction complete!]

Walking down the vibrant evening streets toward the banquet hall, Luke suddenly paused in his tracks. A genuine smile broke across his face as he read the glowing text hovering in his vision.

The Digital World’s simulation progress had actually hit one hundred percent.

Even though he had calculated that the simulation would finish sometime today, seeing the confirmation still sent a thrill of excitement rushing through his veins. The foundation was finally set. He could officially begin crafting Digimon Magic Cards.

Without missing a beat, Luke pulled up the system interface. He took the core Digimon evolution mechanics—concepts he had been refining and drawing inspiration from over the past few weeks—set them as the new primary target, and rebooted the simulation engine.

He had already done the heavy lifting, manually completing over ninety percent of the complex background lore and biological settings required for Digimon evolution. By letting the system handle the final ten percent of the computational load, the most tedious and error-prone aspect of constructing Digimon Magic Cards was effectively solved.

As for Sistermon’s three major evolution chains, Luke was certain he could personally finalize them before the college entrance exams began. Once he finished the manual design, he would run them through the simulation construction one last time for a final layer of polish, guaranteeing a flawless, one hundred percent success rate upon creation.

With his immediate plans sorted, Luke dismissed the interface and resumed his walk.

The banquet was being hosted at the same high-end restaurant they had visited previously, but the establishment had clearly undergone a massive, overnight renovation. If it weren’t for the pristine row of elegant hostesses bowing in greeting at the entrance, Luke would have assumed he had wandered into the wrong building entirely.

The moment he stepped through the grand double doors, a wave of lively chatter and clinking glass washed over him. The opulent hall was already packed, with guests clustered into small, animated social circles.

Naturally, the absolute focal point of the room was the host herself, Shangguan Wan’er.

Shedding her usual combat-ready attire, she was adorned in a stunning light blue evening gown. Her silky, ink-black hair flowed freely down to her slender waist, catching the ambient light and swaying gently with her movements, held back only by a matching light blue ribbon. The pleated fabric of her skirt cascaded to the polished marble floor like liquid moonlight, the hem carefully embroidered with blooming violets beneath a delicate drape of white sheer fabric. The cut of the dress perfectly accentuated her delicate waist and graceful figure, giving her an aura of untouchable, aristocratic charm.

The crowd gathered around the young heiress was the largest in the venue. Yet, Shangguan Wan’er handled the attention with practiced ease. She handled the endless stream of compliments and polite inquiries with flawless grace, maintaining a perfectly measured distance from her admirers—never appearing too cold, yet never allowing anyone to become overly familiar.

While it was true that she had lost to Luke in the Youth Training Competition, every single contestant who had witnessed that final battle shared the same unspoken consensus: Luke was an absolute anomaly. He was a force of nature that no normal person could hope to match. His performance had been so overwhelmingly dominant that calling him a descending Demon King felt entirely appropriate.

Shangguan Wan’er was incredibly strong, but in their eyes, she still existed within the world of human comprehension.

More, she possessed an extraordinary background to match her talent. It was an undisputed fact that she was one of the most distinguished figures among the younger generation in Cang Capital. Within the capital’s elite circles, perhaps only the notoriously reclusive, as-yet-unseen direct heir of the Cang family could rival her in sheer status.

Naturally, countless young men in the room harbored ambitions of winning her favor.

However, the moment Luke stepped fully into the light of the hall, the ambient volume of the room noticeably dropped. If Shangguan Wan’er was the ultimate prize of the banquet, Luke was the undisputed apex predator.

Several female Magic Card Masters immediately turned their attention toward the entrance, their eyes lighting up with undisguised interest.

With his monstrous talent and terrifying strength, a man like that would be swarmed by admirers even if he looked like a troll. The fact that Luke was actually quite handsome only fueled the fire. He might not have been dressed in the most dazzling, ostentatious suit in the room, but his calm, confident posture carried a magnetism all its own.

More than a few women were already calculating how to orchestrate a ‘delightful’ encounter with him before the night was over.

Yet, before any of them could even take a single step in his direction, the crowd parted. Shangguan Wan’er had abruptly excused herself from her prestigious circle. Ignoring the bewildered stares of her suitors, she walked straight toward the entrance, her destination painfully clear.

“Luke, you’re here.” Stopping gracefully in front of him, Shangguan Wan’er offered a warm, stunning smile. Her tone carried a soft, intimate familiarity that she had shown to absolutely no one else all evening. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Watching the scene unfold, the entire hall—whether they had been scheming to approach Luke or dreaming of courting Shangguan Wan’er—froze in collective disbelief.

This development… this wasn’t how the script was supposed to go!