Chapter 30 Sword Slash Foundation Establishment 5

"The Heavenly Secret Mirror is in our hands, yet we've been ambushed and can't break free."

The Rakshasa sent out a divine sense message, directly transmitted to the writhing entity in his heart.

He had made additional preparations!

Ever since the death of the Blood Corpse True Person, the Rakshasa had felt restless in heart and mind.

After a long period of careful consideration, disregarding everything else, he contacted the leader of the Netherworld forces in Zhenjiang Prefecture — the [Asura].

Upon being informed of the specifics, the Asura arranged a contingency plan for Rakshasa.

It was simply to be safe rather than sorry.

Now, it seemed to be a lifesaving straw.

In the instant the message was sent,

Above the City Lord's Mansion, within the depths of the obscure void, a single eye abruptly opened.

With deep purple eyelids and an eye that was cold within.

As if a holy demon was watching over all creatures on earth.

Qi Yuan inwardly felt that something was terribly wrong.

Disregarding the War Beast that was still struggling, he manipulated the spell in his right hand once again.

The black palm dispersed, the mist reformed, transforming into a sharp spear that flew towards the Crying Soul True Person.

But it was too late.

In the instant just as the black mist spear neared,

A layer of purple radiance enveloped the Crying Soul True Person and Rakshasa.

Suddenly, along with the purple radiance, the Crying Soul True Person and Rakshasa vanished into thin air.

What remained were only the War Beast within the Array and several Underworld Cultivators on different assignments.

Only the Rakshasa and the Crying Soul True Person managed to escape; all others were abandoned.

Dantai Qingrun landed before Qi Yuan.

"Void Demon Child!" Dantai Qingrun said with a grave expression.

Qi Yuan nodded, "I didn't expect the Netherworld to risk awakening the Void Demon Child to snatch the piece of my Heavenly Secret Mirror."

The Demon Race reveres bloodline above all.

And [Void] is one of the eight most esteemed Holy Demon bloodlines of the Demon Race.

The bearers of the [Void] bloodline need not cultivate nor perceive; they are inherently able to grasp the Space True Intention, and as they grow stronger, their mastery over Space True Intention continuously increases.

It is an exceedingly heaven-defying bloodline ability!

The purple radiance that covered Rakshasa and Crying Soul True Person was the unique space teleportation ability of the [Void].

In the Netherworld of Qing State, the Void Demon Child leads.

To avoid detection by the Heavenly Secret Pavillion,

The Void Demon Child has always been in a dormant state to conceal his aura.

But with the Void Demon Child acting so rashly, even if the aftermath is managed well, the traces of his intervention cannot be completely erased.

Through these traces, perhaps the Human Race will find a way to locate the Void Demon Child.

Though a piece of the Heavenly Secret Mirror was lost, they compelled the Void Demon Child to act.

Who has the upper hand in the end is still hard to say.

...

In a secluded place within Yuanshan City,

A ball of purple radiance suddenly appeared.

Then the purple radiance gradually dissipated, revealing the people within.

It was the Crying Soul True Person who had managed to escape thanks to the ability of the Void Demon Child.

Spurting—

The Crying Soul True Person felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Although at the last moment, he had successfully used the Teleportation Technique to escape,

Qi Yuan's final strike still slightly affected him.

The attack of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, even if it was just a slight brush, was not something that a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like him could withstand.

He was seriously injured.

But that was not important; what mattered was that in this mission, only he and the Rakshasa managed to escape.

Thinking of this, the Crying Soul True Person revealed a self-satisfied smile.

The instant they were ambushed, he understood one thing.

If the Rakshasa had no contingency plan, they were certain to be utterly devastated in the Array.

If the Rakshasa did have a contingency plan, it could not possibly allow everyone to escape safely.

Therefore, upon noticing the fall of the Golden Core Nether Cultivator, Crying Soul True Person decisively acted, seizing the Storage Ring that contained the piece of the Heavenly Secret Mirror.

The ultimate goal of the mission was in his hands.

Then no matter what, he would be the most worthy to be saved among all the Underworld Cultivators present.

Indeed.

Even the War Beast was abandoned, but he was not.

The Crying Soul True Person checked his current location.

He was still within Yuanshan City.

The Void Demon Child, acting from an unknown vast distance, naturally had his divine power substantially weakened.

This Teleportation Technique, not only was the distance exceedingly short, it also couldn't precisely control the landing location.

Therefore, although he and Rakshasa were teleported at the same time, they ended up in different places.

But it didn't matter, all that mattered was getting out of the encirclement.

The Netherworld had long prepared a Teleportation Array in the city.

With this thought, the Crying Soul True Person did not dare to delay any longer, and he hurried to the location of the Teleportation Array.

...

After Lu Qingshan and the King of the Western Rats had thoroughly looted the Bitter Mansion, they left contentedly.

Just as they exited the Bitter Mansion, a black spiritual light shot up into the sky, catching Lu Qingshan's attention.

"That's the location of the City Lord's Mansion," Lu Qingshan murmured.

Lu Qingshan understood that the Netherworld must have begun their action.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Qingshan shook his head.

In this battle, with his Qi Refining Cultivation, there was no place for him to intervene.

Perhaps it's better not to concern myself with these matters and just wait for the outcome.

Lu Qingshan thought to himself.

"Lu Qingshan, the person ahead... seems somewhat familiar?!" The voice of King Xishu resounded in his ear.

Lu Qingshan looked ahead and saw a man dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, appearing to hasten with urgency, seemingly preoccupied with some matter.

This person, Lu Qingshan had not seen before.

"You are here for the first time from Yuanshan City, how could you possibly know anyone in Yuanshan City?" Lu Qingshan said with a light laugh.

Suddenly, both Lu Qingshan and King Xishu came to a realization.

"Could it be?"

King Xishu vigorously nodded his mouse head, "That's him, the sleazy cultivator from the Mansion of Sufferings, Real Person Crying Soul."

Indeed, apart from this Real Person Crying Soul, King Xishu had no other acquaintances in Yuanshan City.

A thought crossed Lu Qingshan's mind.

Why would this person be here at this time?

Without a second thought, Lu Qingshan first cast the Heavenly Eye Technique.

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Real Person Crying Soul (Human Race)

Occupation: Sword Cultivator

Cultivation Technique: [Qi Drawing Technique]Lv10 (max!) / [Soul Leaving Sutra]Lv16 (2000/4600)

Rank: Foundation Establishment

Attribute: Strength 22, ???, ???

Health Points: ? (Severely Injured)

Spiritual Power Value: ??

Skills: ????, ???, ???...

Talent: ???

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This is a Total Level 26 Sword Cultivator whose Cultivation has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The moment Lu Qingshan saw Real Person Crying Soul's attribute panel, he made up his mind.

He was going to kill Real Person Crying Soul.

Firstly, for the massive amount of experience given by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Second, at this particular moment, Real Person Crying Soul's presence here made Lu Qingshan believe that if he spared Crying Soul, there would definitely be extraordinary gains.

Third, and most importantly,

He wanted to kill!

Since witnessing the numerous female Furnace Cauldrons kept by Real Person Crying Soul in that small building within the Mansion of Sufferings, he had harbored a killing intent for Crying Soul.

Lu Qingshan gave King Xishu a word of caution.

At the same time, he pretended to be an ordinary passerby and casually approached Real Person Crying Soul.

Now within attack range,

Lu Qingshan took out his Peach Wood Sword from his storage bag.

He vigorously channeled all the Thunder Force stored in the Peach Wood Sword.

A thick purple-blue Sword Light shot towards Real Person Crying Soul.

Real Person Crying Soul hurriedly changed his clothes and disguised himself as an ordinary cultivator, preparing to stealthily head to a secret stronghold of the Netherworld in Yuanshan City.

Unexpectedly, while walking calmly on the road, he suddenly came under a mysterious attack.

A chill ran through Crying Soul's heart, thinking he had been discovered.

Still, his muscle memory kicked in as he controlled his Life-bound Sword from his Dantian, slashing towards the incoming Sword Light.

Without any effort, the purple-blue Sword Light crumbled under Real Person Crying Soul's Flying Sword in an instant.

Only then did Real Person Crying Soul notice the attacker, just a very young lad.

A Qi Refining eighth-level cultivator?

Real Person Crying Soul was baffled.

But seeing Lu Qingshan wielding the Peach Wood Sword as if he was about to recklessly strike Crying Soul's face,

He found it quite ludicrous and laughable—where did you get the courage?

But there wasn't time to ponder further. With a thought, after his Flying Sword shattered the Thunder Sword Light, it continued its attack towards Lu Qingshan.

Against a Qi Refining Cultivator, a mere ordinary attack with a Flying Sword would easily kill with a single strike.

Light flickered across Lu Qingshan's body.

The [Golden Essence Ring]'s Magic Artifact [Golden Light Shield] activated!

"Now is the time!" Lu Qingshan shouted.

King Xishu understood the cue.

[Soul Loss Technique]!

Even though the [Soul Loss Technique] was only Lv1 and even though Real Person Crying Soul was caught off guard, the effect was still weak.

Under the effect of the Soul Loss Technique, Real Person Crying Soul was only briefly stunned for less than a moment.

But for Lu Qingshan, that was enough time.

He released the Peach Wood Sword from his hand, gathered Spiritual Power in his palm, and then grabbed the Crying Soul Sword that was about to strike his face!

Real Person Crying Soul recovered from the trance and found the situation to be quite absurd.

The Crying Soul Sword was his Life-bound Sword. If Lu Qingshan thought he could disarm him so easily, then what was the point of being a Sword Cultivator!

Jun Bujian, didn't the Netherworld have to use War Beasts to sever the connection between Qi Yuan and the shard of the Heavenly Secret Mirror to snatch the mirror?

And for Sword Cultivators, the connection between themselves and their sword was much closer, countless times more so.

Real Person Crying Soul intended to control the Crying Soul Sword to directly slash Lu Qingshan.

But!

Real Person Crying Soul involuntarily froze for a moment.

The normally smooth-controlled Crying Soul Sword now felt as if it was stuck in a bog, proving incredibly difficult to maneuver!

Real Person Crying Soul was about to exert more force.

But it was too late.

The sword edge was fierce.

A bright, cold gleam flitted before Real Person Crying Soul's eyes.

Lu Qingshan, holding the Crying Soul Sword, had already slashed at Real Person Crying Soul's face.

Falling Bright Sword Technique!