This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 635 - 95: Better to advance one thought than to stop at one thought.

Chapter 635 -95: Better to advance one thought than to stop at one thought.

Sword Sect.

Xi Xiang sat in the hall, looking utterly relaxed and content.

Of late, his mood had been quite good.

Suddenly, the expression of the aged Sword Cultivator shifted and his gaze darted toward the main entrance.

A cultivator was hurrying in from the outer gate.

“Li Zixu, could it be that the interrogation yielded some significant results, given such hurriedness?” Xi Xiang quickly stood up, watching the young cultivator who walked in, and furrowed his brows as he realized something.

The young man who entered was Li Zixu from the Prison Warden Office in Great Xia, sent to assist the Sword Sect in interrogating the Underworld Cultivators.

This man was skilled in interrogation. In recent decades, his “achievements” were fierce; he had pried much information from those uncompromising Underworld Cultivators, thus, his reputation soared, greatly valued by the Prison Warden Office.

Li Zixu bowed urgently, saying, “Do you know where Lu Qingshan is currently?

I just received information that this time, the Underworld Cultivators mobilized two groups to trap him, and the Void Refining Cultivators your sect captured are just one of the groups!”

“What, thirty-two Void Refining Cultivators are only one of the groups of Underworld Cultivators?!” Xi Xiang’s face changed abruptly, instantly realizing the gravity of the situation, “Have you determined when and where the second group of Underworld Cultivators will act and how they plan to do it?”

Li Zixu showed a distressed expression, “Sir, as you know, the Underworld Cultivators are exceptionally secretive. I also had to use some special methods to learn this from the leader from Yin Du. As for more detailed information, this person did not know either.

As for the remaining thirty-one Underworld Cultivators, they didn’t even know that their side had mobilized two groups of cultivators….”

The reason the Underworld Cultivators had remained a thorn in the side for so many years was also due to their excellent intelligence security.

In terms of intelligence security, their methods were doubly secure.

Firstly, they set up various methods among their subordinates, ensuring that revealing any Underworld information would disperse their Divine Souls.

But as there is a solution for every cunning plan, no matter how powerful the methods, cultivators of the Human Race always found ways to counter them.

Thus, they set up a second layer of security, an internally strict class system for information secrecy—by ensuring their own subordinates knew nothing, even if they wanted to leak information, what could they possibly divulge?

For instance, this time, the two groups of Underworld Cultivators were responsible for the same mission, yet apart from the leaders from Yin Du and Yuan Cang who knew some insider information, the remaining thirty-one Void Refining Cultivators were completely ignorant.

Xi Xiang paced a few steps within the hall, then promptly acted.

He hurriedly sent a Spirit Message to Lu Qingshan, informing him of this startling news.

However, the Spirit Message seemed to have disappeared into the sea.

A bad premonition surged within him.

Without hesitation, Xi Xiang apologized to Li Zixu and quickly left the peak to find Lu Qingshan himself.

…..

One quarter of an hour later, at the Sword Sect’s Courier Peak, responsible for Spirit Message exchange.

“What, Lu Qingshan left the sect a day ago?!” Xi Xiang’s expression darkened instantly, “Do you know why he left the sect?”

“It was a Spirit Message from Lu Qingshan’s family in the Southern Territory. I’m not aware of the specifics.

But after receiving the Spirit Message, Brother Lu hurriedly left the sect, presumably because something happened to his family, so he rushed back….” Seeing his uncle’s troubled expression, the disciple from Courier Peak quickly recalled the details and gave his judgment.

“In such a situation, the family sending a Spirit Message…” Xi Xiang’s expression grew even darker.

He was almost certain that this was the doing of the second group of Underworld Cultivators.

Honestly, he was somewhat at a loss to understand why the Underworld Cultivators valued Lu Qingshan so highly.

Even though Lu Qingshan was a disciple he highly regarded, the idea of the Underworld deploying thirty-two Void Refining Cultivators to target him seemed exaggerated.

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Yet who could I have imagined, such a huge deployment was only half the forces from the Underworld?

If another thirty-two Void Refining Cultivators were to attack again, without him, how would Lu Qingshan survive?

Due to its own “sect culture” and issues of manpower, the Sword Sect had never adhered to the doctrine of protective guardianship for its members.

After all, a young eagle under the protection of an adult can never learn to fly.

However, the situation Lu Qingshan faced had clearly spiraled out of control, and as a senior of the Sword Sect, he had to step in to save him.

Xi Xiang dared not think further and immediately transmitted messages to gather nearly ten cultivators from Stabilizing Heart Peak, rushing together towards the Southern Territory.

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Finally, under Yuan Cang’s indifferent gaze, Lu Qingshan moved.

With twenty-four bloody sword wounds, he tenaciously launched his twenty-fifth attack.

Lu Qingshan charged forward, his steps staggering slightly due to excessive blood loss.

His Oblivion Sword in hand was cold, yet the blood in his body burned hotter, the murderous intent in his chest boiling and on the verge of bursting forth.

Lu Qingshan’s steps quickened, thundering like war drums on the rugged ground.

The force of one man resembled the torrential rush of an iron-clad army.

Lu Qingshan’s gaze turned into a sword, shooting towards Yuan Cang who stood still, calm and collected, waiting for his attack.

In the previous twenty-four exchanges, Lu Qingshan’s injuries had become so severe that he was merely hanging by a breath, yet Yuan Cang remained completely unharmed, not even moving an inch.

He indeed had the confidence and means to not take Lu Qingshan seriously.

Yuan Cang was already close at hand.

Lu Qingshan’s face was expressionless, his energy peaking in a flowing state.