This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 776 - 52 The Person Who Should Not Appear_2

He couldn’t understand.

He couldn’t be certain of the specifics, but he was clear that a shocking, colossal secret was inevitably hidden within.

A secret that no one had ever noticed before.

"Could it be that besides Yumen Pass, there exists another unknown space passage leading to the Human Realm?"

Lu Qingshan stared at the distant vein, continually making judgments and speculations in his mind.

After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Yu Luo, how much do you know about the Abyss?"

The Yu Luo standing behind him was taken aback, but then he spoke the truth, "Lord, I am not very familiar with it, as I have been on the battlefield beyond our domain since I was very young, so..."

Not far away, the Green Snake Demon Marshal, who had been paying attention to the activity here, unconsciously revealed a sneer upon hearing this.

He had finally figured out Yu Luo’s background—it turned out he was a "lowlife" from the battlefield beyond.

Contempt suddenly arose in the Green Snake Demon Marshal’s heart.

These Abyssal Demon Cultivators, who always considered themselves "above others," had always looked down on those "lowlifes."

Meanwhile.

With an expression of utter boredom, Lu Qingshan casually pointed to a Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator and said, "You, tell him about the situation in the Abyss, so he won’t be looked down upon as an ignoramus when we return to the Sen Luo King Realm, bringing shame to this Lord."

No sooner had he spoken than the Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator he had signaled stepped forward, glanced at Yu Luo, and said solemnly, "What do you want to know?"

Yu Luo’s expression showed little change, but his heart was somewhat touched.

Because understanding these matters of the Abyss should have been something he figured out on his own.

Only due to Qing Ge’s subordinates, who were tacitly uniting to ostracize him as an outsider, his journey had become somewhat impeded.

The Lord must have noticed this situation, hence he had deliberately stepped in himself to have a subordinate clear his confusion.

This indicated the esteem the Lord held for him.

"What’s the deal with these Human Race people?" Yu Luo asked, neither servile nor overbearing, like Lu Qingshan, he too was a novice, "How can there be Human Race beings in the Abyss?"

Good fellow, indeed I haven’t misjudged you.

Although Lu Qingshan had intended to use Yu Luo’s inquiry to solve his own doubts.

Yet, seeing Yu Luo ask the very question he was most concerned with, he couldn’t help but praise him inwardly.

"You’re asking about these people?" The Demon Cultivator glanced casually at the distant vein with an air of routine, "We spent a lot of money to buy them from the Glazed Light Realm and the Heavenly Gate Realm.

In the Abyss, only their hands hold the continuous supply of Human Race resources for sale."

"Exploiting the sale of Human Race resources to us other six clans, these two realms have grown significantly stronger over the years." Speaking to this point, the Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator’s tone revealed a hint of envy.

Lu Qingshan’s face remained unchanged, but his heart was stirred by tumultuous waves.

The Glazed Light Realm is the territory of the Heart Demon.

The Heavenly Gate Realm is the territory of the Jotun Clan.

Of course, there would be no Human Race beings naturally existing in the Abyss; these Human Race people must have been plundered from the Human Realm by these two clans.

Bordering the Glazed Light Realm is the Central Spirit Domain, and bordering the Heavenly Gate Realm is the Central Heavenly Realm.

The problem is, within these two domains, there has never been news of large numbers of the Human Race disappearing.

Unless there are Human Race traitors helping to cover it up...

The power of these traitors to keep such matters hidden speaks volumes.

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Considering the Central Spirit Domain, after the Hundred Illusion Butterfly incident, Lu Qingshan became very suspicious of the Rinsing Spirit Sect, instinctively convinced in his mind that if there were really traitors, they were very likely from the Rinsing Spirit Sect.

The problem now also involved the Central Heavenly Realm.

The Central Heavenly Realm is the domain of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Would there be great traitors within the Heavenly Secret Pavilion?

Lu Qingshan found this difficult to believe.

And how could the Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s monitoring capabilities fail to detect the disappearance of a large number of Human Race beings within their domain?

Lu Qingshan’s doubts did not find resolution; instead, they only grew.

His mood was far heavier.

The implications here were vastly significant.

Not for any other reason, but merely to convey this message back to the Human Race, he must ensure his own survival on this journey.

"Over the years, the Demon Race, with its continuously increasing population, has faced excessive consumption, pushing the Abyss into a stage of exhaustion."

"Hence, we can only send numerous lowlifes to the battlefield beyond our domain, to expend themselves against the Human Race, though it is a cure that treats only the symptoms, not the root," the Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator continued to explain.

Yu Luo clenched his fists secretly, a shadow passing across his eyes.

Because he was one of the "lowlifes" these people spoke of.

"But there’s another problem. Although we can send lowlifes to the battlefield beyond our domain, we obviously can’t send the commoners, right?" Meanwhile, this Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator, not realizing his faux pas, went on, "Besides, who would extract resources for us without these commoners?"

"Although the lords are doing their best to suppress the emergence of new high-grade demonic cultivators, it is already too late.

The number of high-grade demonic cultivators has accumulated far too much, and we need countless commoners to work for us."

Social hierarchies always take the shape of a pyramid; the numerous members of the lower strata serve the few in the upper echelons.

"But as the number of commoners increases, the consumption of resources will grow even further, creating a vicious cycle."

"Until ten thousand years ago, I don’t know how, but the Heart Demon Holy Clan from the Glazed Light Realm managed to bring in many from the Human Race."

Talking up to this point, the Demon Cultivator said with a laugh, "The Human Race may not be good at other things, but in terms of reproductive labor, they are indeed far superior to our Demon Race.