This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 570 - 52 Sacrificial Spirit: Western Rat_2
Chapter 570: Chapter 52 Sacrificial Spirit: Western Rat_2
But Lu Qingshan thought again, recalling that Xia Daoyun had prepared many pills for him, and since he seldom got injured, it would be wasteful not to use them, so he stopped being so frugal.
After he had killed the Giant Deer Clan’s Sacrificial Spirit, he was in no rush to pursue and eliminate the remaining Giant Deer Cultivators.
By this time, these Giant Deer Cultivators were already in despair, completely lacking the will to fight.
Lu Qingshan hovered in the sky, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, “Giant Deer Cultivators who wish to live, descend to the ground immediately,” he said.
Carrying the terrifying reputation of first slaughtering the priests and then the Sacrificial Spirit, Lu Qingshan’s words, though seemingly calm, were like a demon’s whisper to the ears of the Giant Deer Cultivators, and immediately about a dozen of them obeyed and descended to the ground.
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They had no other choice.
The Youxiong Cultivator before them was terribly fearsome, their own priests had been killed in an instant, and the Sacrificial Spirit hadn’t lasted much longer either. A person like this was simply beyond their capability to confront.
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In a situation where defeat was certain, what was the point of a futile resistance?
If one has green hills, one need not fear a lack of firewood; giving up resistance was the only choice before them.
After someone took the lead, the Giant Deer Cultivators who had still been hesitating also found it natural to follow: After all, it wasn’t just me who was being cowardly.
Soon, dozens more cultivators chose to descend to the ground.
Of course, there were still a few with a stubborn streak.
Lu Qingshan, looking at those Giant Deer Cultivators still hovering in the air, shivering yet biting down hard and refusing to descend, nodded approvingly without anger and said, “You have more backbone than those below.”
Whoosh!
The next moment, Lu Qingshan’s figure dashed out rapidly, with a Peach Blossom in hand, and in an instant he was before the seven or eight resolute Giant Deer Cultivators, cutting them down like mowing grass.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Since you’re unwilling to descend on your own, then allow me to send you to the ground,” said Lu Qingshan.
These Giant Deer Cultivators, now nothing more than corpses, fell from the sky and landed amongst the group of Giant Deer Cultivators on the ground.
“Younger brother,” Lu Qingshan called out.
The Youxiong Clan Leader from within the crowd took a moment to react, slightly startled before remembering his role, and promptly responded, “Elder brother, I’m here!”
“Send a message to the Giant Deer Clan. If the Giant Deer Clan Leader still wants the lives of these Giant Deer Cultivators, let him bring a ransom to Youxiong himself and redeem his tribespeople.”
“Understood…”
…
The Youxiong Cultivators who had surged forth en masse now returned in the same fashion, and their numbers had nearly doubled inexplicably—each one of them was escorting one or two Giant Deer Cultivators.
All Youxiong Cultivators who had followed into battle were somewhat bewildered.
Had the crisis that nearly led to the annihilation of Youxiong been resolved just like that?
They had simply followed Elder Youxiong Hao on a trip, expecting a fierce battle, but never got beyond warming up before the Giant Deer Cultivators gave up their resistance and let themselves be captured and controlled?
Everything felt like a dream, and they were still struggling to come to terms with it all.
The one thing they understood clearly was that Elder Youxiong Hao, their clan leader’s elder brother who had returned after a century of wandering, must have experienced an extraordinary adventure and obtained unimaginably powerful strength.
As long as Elder Hao was there, no one would dare to humiliate the Youxiong Clan.
—In the world of cultivation, whether among the Human Race or the Barbarian Tribe, it was the same: a single top cultivator could decide everything.
Thinking this, the gazes the Youxiong Cultivators cast upon the silhouette of ‘Youxiong Hao’ were filled with an added measure of respect.
Elder Hao was exemplary in all things… except that he was too thin.
Looking at Elder Hao’s figure, the Youxiong Cultivators thought to themselves.
The Barbarian Tribe values robustness as a form of beauty.
Knowing their own strength was so feeble compared to Elder Hao, yet with bulging muscles, they thought that Elder Hao must have suffered hardships during the century he spent wandering outside.
Poor Elder Hao!
…
When the Youxiong Cultivators returned to the tribe with the captive Giant Deer Cultivators, Youxiong became a sea of joy, with everyone lighting bonfires, bringing out long-stored homemade liquor, and drinking merrily.
They had long been overshadowed by the dark cloud of the Giant Deer Clan, and now that it had finally dissipated, it was no wonder they were so excited.
In a quiet room.
“I am deeply grateful to my elder brother for stepping in to save Youxiong,” said the Youxiong Clan Leader respectfully.
“Aren’t you blaming me for not leading you to obliterate the Giant Deer and reinforce Youxiong?” Lu Qingshan asked with a smile that was not quite a smile, implying a deeper meaning.
“People of the Barbarian Tribes all know the principle of not biting off more than one can chew,” the Youxiong Clan Leader said solemnly, “Given Youxiong’s current strength, to have preserved our foundation is already more than I dared hope for.”
Lu Qingshan nodded, somewhat satisfied with the Clan Leader’s sensibility.
“Since I have helped you resolve the disaster of the Giant Deer,” Lu Qingshan casually tossed out a crystal token, speaking calmly, “You must also fulfill the promise you made before.
Otherwise… the fate of the two priests will be yours.”
The Youxiong Clan Leader caught the crystal token, his face changing as he fell silent for a moment before heaving a long sigh and nodding slowly, “I shall keep my brother’s words close to my heart.”
The crystal token was a Communication Token.
As a condition for assisting the Youxiong Clan Leader in removing the threat of the Giant Deer, from that moment on, the Youxiong Clan Leader must act as Great Xia’s spy buried in the Barbarian Wilderness, relaying the latest intelligence from the Barbarian Tribes through the Communication Token to Shao Dian in a timely manner.
The Youxiong Clan Leader felt a bitterness within his heart.
Previously, when their clan was in danger, he had no choice but to seek help from Shao Dian of Great Xia at the risk of his own life. Now that the situation had taken a turn for the better, he was inwardly conflicted about this forbidden act of secret communication with the Human Race.
But no matter how conflicted, he dared not go back on his word.
…
The next day.
“The Sacrificial Spirit is dead,” the Youxiong Clan Leader brought a major piece of news to Lu Qingshan.
