This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 662 - 11 The Charm of the Three Swords

Chapter 662 -11 The Charm of the Three Swords

Under the sacrifice of two Divine Transformation Cultivators, the “jar” was shattered, revealing the exit.

Without any hesitation, the remaining Underworld Cultivators scattered and fled in all directions.

Nearly a thousand shadows flew out from all around the island.

The Underworld Cultivators had chosen to break out in a dispersed manner.

This strategy had its pros and cons.

The advantage was that the more scattered they were, the greater the chance of survival.

Although the cultivators of Guardian Tower were stronger than them, it was impossible for them to bring Golden Core Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators on such an important mission, so their numbers were much fewer.

In such a situation, they were not seeking to resist or fear sacrifice, just seeking to escape, and inevitably, some would manage to flee to safety.

Since the location was an island surrounded by the sea, they only had to get a little distance away and then dive deep into the sea, with not insignificant chances of escaping.

The disadvantage was that, already weaker than Guardian Tower, once they chose to disperse, they were essentially giving up resistance and relying purely on luck to escape.

If you don’t come after me, I’m lucky.

If you do chase me, I’m on a path to certain death.

And if Guardian Tower were not foolish, they would certainly focus on hunting down the high-ranking Underworld Cultivators.

Once the high-level cultivators are killed, what use would it be if a few Golden Core Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Underworld managed to escape?

On Guardian Tower’s side.

The situation was clear, it wasn’t possible to completely annihilate all of the Underworld Cultivators.

Soon, the cultivators of Guardian Tower made their choice, the most reasonable one.

Hunt the big game!

Letting some Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Underworld Cultivators escape was not a problem, they were just small fries and could hardly stir up much trouble.

But as for Nascent Soul and above Underworld Cultivators, under no circumstances could they be allowed to escape.

On Guardian Tower’s side, two Divine Transformation Cultivators rose to pursue the last of the Underworld Divine Transformation Cultivators.

Now that the barrier had been broken, and no longer needing to maintain it, the Divine Transformation Cultivator on Guardian Tower’s flying boat quickly stood up and joined the battlefield.

He and another Divine Transformation Cultivator went to intercept those fleeing Underworld Void Refining Cultivators.

The other cultivators of Guardian Tower also pursued their duties, chasing and killing the high-ranking Underworld Cultivators.

…

All the cultivators from Guardian Tower on-site accepted the possibility that some Underworld Cultivators would manage to escape.

Lu Qingshan, however, did not think so.

For the Underworld Cultivators, escaping into the sea was evidently the safest choice.

But the problem was, apart from sea demons, with their special abilities, most cultivators were rather slow when escaping through the sea.

“Airplanes” are faster than “submarines”; this was common sense.

For them, the most important thing now was to quickly leave.

Therefore, they had to fly for a distance before diving into the sea.

This was exactly what Lu Qingshan liked to see.

With the aid of Heart Eye, his current Flying Sword range was one hundred and twenty li.

With a total of three Flying Swords, it was as if he had three precision-guided “missiles” cruising within a one hundred and twenty li radius.

His Flying Sword speed, without utilizing the double amplification ability of Immortal True Intent, was a hundred times the speed of sound for both Dragon Sparrow and Oblivion, reaching the realm of Sword Birth Thunder Fire, and Peach Blossom also had eighty times the speed of sound.

An extremely commendable pursuit ability of a Sword Cultivator was taken to the extreme in Lu Qingshan’s hands.

Just because others couldn’t do it, didn’t mean Lu Qingshan couldn’t.

He had the ability to take care of these escaping low-grade cultivators — all he had to do was to cut them down before they ran out of his one hundred and twenty li range.

“Act, help out,” Lu Qingshan whispered to Dantai Qingrun beside him, “Leave the high-grade cultivators to Guardian Tower, we should focus on intercepting these low-grade cultivators, on them…”

“There’s something fishy!” he paused, then said emphatically.

Dantai Qingrun’s heart shook.

She did not know where Lu Qingshan’s assertion of something fishy came from, but she was sure she trusted Lu Qingshan.

That was the unconditional trust in Lu Qingshan that had formed through their shared experiences.

During the encirclement, for fear of disrupting the coordination of the Guardian Tower cultivators, they did not interfere.

Now, in this situation of fighting individually, there were no such restraints.

Dantai Qingrun drew her sword.

Two Sword Lights struck across the sky.

When those low-grade Underworld Cultivators, covered by high-level cultivators, rushed out of the island, they were met by several ferocious Flying Swords.

Among them were three Flying Swords, so fast only the traces of thunder-fire left in the sky could be seen, as for the swords themselves, one couldn’t make them out clearly.

These cultivators, at most Golden Core level, how could they warrant the attention of Flying Swords at the level of Sword Birth Thunder Fire?

Missiles attacking sparrows, is that not amusing?

This was the last thought that most of the low-level Underworld Cultivators had before their death.

As the Flying Swords continued to intercept, the Underworld Cultivators wished they could sprout six additional wings to escape faster.

Finally, one extremely lucky Golden Core Cultivator, after a desperate sprint, looked back and saw the figures behind him reduced to dots, almost indiscernible.

Even the island had begun to appear minuscule.

“Did I escape?” the Golden Core Cultivator still had some disbelief, which finally turned into joy, “I’ve escaped!”

If he couldn’t even see the people anymore, what else could it be but an escape?

Not daring to get carried away, this Underworld Golden Core Cultivator immediately dove into the sea below as he had strategized.

Next, he had to use the cover of seawater to avoid the subsequent pursuit from Guardian Tower.

So he thought.

He plunged towards the boundless ocean in a diving posture, his head already feeling the moistness emanating from the sea water.

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The moment for the vast sea to witness the leaping fish, and the open sky to let birds soar, had arrived!

Whoosh!

Out of nowhere, a thunder-fire silently approached.

The Underworld Cultivator about to dive into the sea, truly “flew”!

His Physical Body, having no resistance against the thunder-fire, exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Within the blood mist, a Storage Ring fell down, then was swept up by the thunder-fire.

No one could be seen, only the sword.

This was the Flying Sword sent by Lu Qingshan from seventy miles away.

On the frontal battlefield, his other two Flying Swords, like shooting stars, continued to sweep across the sky domineeringly.

Lu Qingshan was more than capable, even as he manipulated the Flying Swords to harvest the lives of the Underworld Cultivators who, relying on the Divine Transformation Cultivators’ sacrifice, fled in all directions. Yet, irrelevant thoughts flickered through his mind.

It was time to add a new Life-bound Sword…

After advancing to Void Refining, he indeed had an additional slot for a Life-bound Sword.

What, too many Life-bound Swords to nurture?

Nurturing three Life-bound Swords is nurturing, so isn’t nurturing four just the same?

With his capabilities, he was completely capable of managing four Life-bound Swords.

If it weren’t for capability issues, which Sword Cultivator would complain about having “too many wives”?

….

Over here, the one-sided slaughter had also essentially ended.

The last Divine Transformation Cultivator from the Underworld could not hold out for long under the joint hands of two Divine Transformation Cultivators from the Zhi Shou Tower who were much stronger than him, and was soon blasted into a cloud of blood mist, meeting a very tragic end.

Clearly, the cultivators from Zhi Shou Tower were both shocked and angry about this unexpected turn, venting their frustrations on the Divine Transformation Cultivator.

Ning De, who was originally responsible for maintaining the Barrier’s operation, although he had been chasing the Void Refining Underworld Cultivators the whole time, had a vague perception of the activity on Lu Qingshan’s side.

After dealing with the Underworld Cultivators within his sight, Ning De approached Lu Qingshan and asked, “Did fellow Daoist just send out Flying Swords to pursue those low-grade Underworld Cultivators?”

Lu Qingshan nodded.

“Do you have an estimate of how many low-grade Underworld Cultivators have escaped?” Ning De rubbed his brow, headache written all over his face. “This time, we’ve really lost face…”

If nothing went wrong, of the fourteen groups of cultivators dispatched, only their group had experienced a mishap.

Everyone else had completed their task properly, but you had a mishap.

Even if the mishap wasn’t significant, even if it was due to the Underworld Cultivators’ strange performance, regardless, a mistake is a mistake, not something that a multitude of excuses could cover up.

Just thinking about that embarrassing scenario made Ning De frown profoundly.

“There should be no one who has escaped,” Lu Qingshan said frankly.

“No one, not too many, that’s still okay…” Ning De replied with rote politeness.

And then.

“No one escaped?!” Ning De’s tone suddenly rose.

“Yes, no one escaped,” Lu Qingshan said with a clear smile, his white teeth dazzling.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The whistling sound of three Flying Swords resounded just in time.

Three Flying Swords, from three entirely different directions, appeared one after another, growing larger in everyone’s field of vision.

Those were Lu Qingshan’s Flying Swords.

“This young man’s Flying Sword range is unexpectedly so vast?” Another Divine Transformation Cultivator who had gathered around was utterly astonished as he saw the Flying Swords return from beyond their line of sight, an idea dawning on him.

As the three Flying Swords approached close enough, Ning De was the first to notice something unusual, his shocked expression freezing instantly.

Soon, the others also noticed the anomaly.

An eerie silence fell over the entire place.

Apparently, upon each of the returning Flying Swords, amidst their rampant Sword Qi, they all carried hundreds of Storage Rings, clanging noisily.

Three Flying Swords, together, meant several hundred Storage Rings.

That also represented the lives of several hundred lower-grade cultivators.

Even if they were just lower-grade cultivators.

This scene stunned the entire crowd.

Those with lesser cultivation might not see what was so remarkable about it—a Void Refining cultivator killing a few hundred lower-grade cultivators, what’s so praiseworthy about that? Who can’t do it?

But the problem lies in that these are Zhi Shou Tower cultivators on the scene, all of whom possess exceptional vision; they well understand the crux of the matter…

This was a flight of several hundred lower-grade cultivators dispersing in all directions.

It’s not that they couldn’t be killed, but they couldn’t be killed fast enough!

It’s like a brood of several hundred rabbits fleeing in all directions; even the best hunter couldn’t achieve a complete round-up.

Ning De looked at Lu Qingshan and took in a breath of cold air.

Three Swords.

With only three Flying Swords!

Lu Qingshan had accomplished what would take a team of at least a dozen people.

The mishap he was worried about was just plugged up by Lu Qingshan.

Incredible!

“Is this Sword Absolute, is this the strongest Fourth Realm?”

An uncanny silence pervaded the audience, quietly watching as the three Flying Swords joyously rushed towards Lu Qingshan, cheerfully shaking off the hundreds of Storage Rings they were carrying.

This scene was like kindergarteners just out of school, rushing towards their dad to show off the toy they just made in class, “I did well, didn’t I? Praise me quickly!”

Absurd.