This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 699 - 26: Hundred Phantom Butterflies_2

Chapter 699 -26: Hundred Phantom Butterflies_2

In the great hall, a magnificent array unfolded.

What first caught their eyes was a massive, gilded three-dimensional scroll suspended in the very center of the hall.

The scenery on the scroll was detailed and specific, perfectly reproducing the mountains and waters of the battlefield outside Yumen Pass.

Yet upon the scroll, there were large areas shrouded in a misty fog.

This represented territories the Human Race had not yet fully explored, and it was best not to enter them recklessly.

Besides that, on the scroll were seventeen Human Race strongholds enveloped in a yellow halo and nearly a hundred cities bathed in crimson bloodlight, signifying the Demon Race’s strongholds.

From here, one could also see how stark the difference in strength was between the Demon Race and the Human Race.

At each end of the scroll, one was Yumen Pass of the Human Race, the other was a spatial passageway leading to the Abyssal War Demon territories.

Lu Qingshan’s gaze shifted to the left, landing on a giant jade stele.

At the very top of the stele, in the most prominent position, were three characters glittering in gold, inscribed with the vigor of a dragon and the grace of a phoenix.

“Yumen Pass”!

Directly beneath the characters “Yumen Pass” was another line of smaller, yet similarly golden text—”A cold star’s message goes unnoticed; with my blood I sacrifice to the Sky Dome”!

“These characters were personally inscribed by the elder of the Sword Sect, the Qingyun Sword Immortal,” a cultivator in the crowd whispered.

From just this short verse, everyone felt a touch of the so-called “sword immortal’s grace”.

Looking further down, the stele displayed numerous battle reports.

These reports were constantly fluctuating and updating, then arranged by their significance.

For example, the most important report appearing on the stele right now was—[Near Falling Goose Pass, signs of large-scale Demon Race activity detected, urgent need for cultivators to assist and suppress!]

This was an urgent report, which is why it was placed at the topmost important position.

The following report read—[Sword Sect’s Xia Daoyun slays the Three-Eyed Demon Lord at Lion Ridge!]

Seeing his master’s name, Lu Qingshan couldn’t help but take a closer look at the details of the report:

In the year 19,977 of the Chang’an calendar, Xia Daoyun of the Sword Sect encountered an ambush by the Three-Eyed Demon Lord at Lion Ridge in the outlands, yet ultimately turned the tables and triumphed using the sword in his hand.

…

This event took place during the Chang’an Years, forty years from now, and yet it still hung high on the stele in the second most important position.

This showed just how sensational the defeat of the Three-Eyed Demon Lord had been.

But thinking about it, it made sense.

A Demon Lord is an Eighth Grade existence, equivalent to an Eighth Realm Cultivator of the Human Race.

The Eighth Grade Demon Lord who ambushed Xia Daoyun ended up delivering himself instead, this kind of victory was indeed rare even once in a century, and certainly worth talking about for a long time.

Lu Qingshan continued to look down, where the reports began to be more complex.

But any report that made it onto the stele was definitely a significant event.

Besides, the Human Race did not subscribe to the idea of only reporting good news and not bad—although those victorious records could indeed make many cultivators’ blood boil with excitement and boost morale, when it came to war between the two races, in the end, wasn’t it still about strength determining victory or defeat? What use were self-deception and self-delusion?

Therefore, it didn’t take long for Lu Qingshan to come across some alarming reports:

[Great Elder of Guangyu Sect, a Body Integration Realm Great Cultivator, Kunde, encountered Demon Race encirclement at Seven Stars Slope. Sadly, he perished!]

[Jade Virtue Pass suffered a surprise attack by the Demon Race, heavy losses sustained, the following cultivators sacrificed….]

After briefly scanning through, Lu Qingshan roughly estimated that the reports on the stele couldn’t even be considered a mix of joy and sorrow; it was more like thirty percent joy to seventy percent sorrow.

The Human Race had always been fighting an uphill battle.

And near the bottom of the stele, Lu Qingshan saw a message related to himself—[A new batch of a thousand cultivators entered Yumen Pass today]

…

Lastly, on the left side of the great hall, there was a passageway leading to a side hall.

That was where Yumen Pass cultivators used their battle merits to exchange for spirit materials.

These newcomers, with a stark zero in their battle merits column, naturally had no need to delve deeper into this, a cursory knowledge of the place was enough before they left.

………..

Shortly after Lu Qingshan entered Yumen Pass, outside the Long Wind Formation at Heavenly Mountain.

Two streaks of Escaping Light suddenly appeared, then quickly came to a halt.

One tall and one short, the figures of two male cultivators emerged from the Escaping Light, gradually becoming clear.

They floated above the sky, gazing into the distance at the layer of water shrouding Heavenly Mountain.

“Is it here?” the slightly shorter cultivator asked, his voice tinged with a sinister undertone.

On his shoulder perched an enormous, semi-transparent butterfly, fluttering its wings.

“It should be, the Mystical Butterfly senses his presence right in the area ahead, within the Heavenly Mountain Range,”

the taller cultivator looked at the distant water curtain, his eyes filled with shadowy intent, slowly nodding, “I didn’t expect that this beast would actually enter Yumen Pass.

If we continued to search for his trail in the Seven Domains as we had previously prepared, even if we turned the Seven Domains upside down, we wouldn’t find him, and we’d have busied ourselves for nothing.

This Sword Cultivator, though called a Sword Cultivator, isn’t acting like one at all, so insidious, trying to play us of the Netherworld in the palm of his hand!”

“A magic always outmatches a trick,” the shorter cultivator said somberly, “In the end, isn’t he still being played in the palm of our hand?

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No matter how well he hides, what use is it? With the tracking ability of the Mystical Butterfly, can’t he be found anywhere he tries to escape?”

“The Mystical Butterfly, a rare Demon cultivated by chance by the Main Palace, once it has smelled the qi of a cultivator, can lock onto that cultivator and track them for thousands of miles.

Unfortunately, this innate ability can only be used once in the Mystical Butterfly’s life, and the Main Palace has never been able to cultivate a second Mystical Butterfly.

For him, a Fifth Realm cultivator, forcing us to use this one and only Mystical Butterfly, he could die without regrets,” stated the taller cultivator in a muffled voice.

“The ability of the Mystical Butterfly is useful in one sense and trivial in another. Using it on him isn’t a waste, it’s just right.

It’s just that I don’t know how this fellow knows so much about our Netherworld, it’s simply more exaggerated than that group of old immortals from the Heavenly Secret Pavillion,” the shorter cultivator said bitterly.

“Thanks to this animal’s disturbance, many of our plans have been thrown into chaos…

If we let him go on like this, who knows what other trouble he might cause. You’re right, as the saying goes, the longer the night, the more dreams. Using the Mystical Butterfly on him is absolutely worth it.”

“But this Yumen Pass, it’s not easy for the two of us to mingle in, too conspicuous…”

“Isn’t that easy to solve? Find someone to carry the Mystical Butterfly into Yumen Pass, then hand it over to the Demon Lord, and report the situation about this Lu Qingshan in detail.

In the Human Race territory, we need to be cautious in our actions, but on the battlefield outside the domains, our Demon Race doesn’t have as many concerns. Under these circumstances, how could Lu Qingshan have any chance of not dying?”

“Makes sense!”

The two figures from the Netherworld, after a short exchange, quickly came to a decision, and with a flash of Escaping Light, they rapidly departed from Heavenly Mountain.

……

Lu Qingshan had only spent less than half a day in Yumen Pass, and while the cultivators who entered the pass with him were still getting acquainted with the surroundings, he had chosen to leave the city.

This was not because of his arrogance, but rather because he had not visited Yumen Pass in the Eastern Domain in his previous life, yet he was very familiar with Zhijing Pass in the Southern Territory.

The two were nearly identical in structure, the biggest difference being the geographical environment of the battlefield outside the domains and the Demon Race they would encounter.

But to understand these things, one would have to get accustomed through actual combat, so staying in Yumen Pass didn’t mean much.

As for which pass to go to, after walking through Beacon Fire Hall, he had already made up his mind…

Falling Goose Pass!

It was the Falling Goose Pass where large-scale movements of the Demon Race had recently been detected.

He came to Yumen Pass to exterminate demons, so naturally, he’d head to wherever there were more demons.

As for danger, where is there no danger on the battlefield outside the domains?

Even within the Human Race territory, safety is by no means guaranteed.

Avoidance will never solve the problem.

He was not the only one who thought this way, just like the old men guarding the small passes, were they not aware of the danger?

Yet they still chose to hold their ground at the passes.

…..

After passing through the Array’s inspection and being engulfed in Spiritual Light, he vanished in a flash, and the next moment, Lu Qingshan was teleported outside Yumen Pass.

“Let’s go.”

With a whoosh, the Peach Blossom flew out from his body.

At the thought from Lu Qingshan, he rose with Sword Control, turning into a beam of Sword Light, and rapidly flew toward the direction of Falling Goose Pass.