This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 630 - 92: Trap Within a Trap
Chapter 630: Chapter 92: Trap Within a Trap
“Thirty-two…” Lu Qingshan did not pay attention to Yin Du, but looked around, counting the exact number of people.
It was indeed a grand gesture.
With Lu Qingshan’s current combat power, facing a single ordinary Void Refining Cultivator alone, he was almost guaranteed victory, and the same principle applied to two.
But once the number exceeded three, the situation would become difficult, though escaping was still not a problem.
Thirty-two Void Refining Cultivators?
No Nascent Soul Cultivator facing such a situation could escape unscathed, let alone being first on the Yellow List, even the strongest in the Fourth Realm would be impossible.
In the Cultivation World, the tactic of overwhelming numbers was futile when there was a huge disparity in strength, just like a thousand ants definitely could not kill a person.
However, if the strength discrepancy was not so drastic, the tactic of overwhelming numbers could indeed produce an effect greater than the sum of its parts.
The “First Brother of Africa” Lion, when facing a hyena one-on-one, would win a hundred out of a hundred fights, but if the hyenas chose to swarm, and the total number exceeded six, they would have a chance to kill a lion.
Not to mention, now there were thirty-two “hyenas.”
Yet facing such a situation, Lu Qingshan remained composed, even nodding his head in satisfaction.
He turned to Yin Du and flashed a grin, revealing his snow-white teeth.
With his middle-aged Cultivator appearance, his smile even had a hint of kindness and gentleness, but this smile immediately made Yin Du feel a chill running down his spine.
A bad premonition surged in his heart, because Lu Qingshan was just too calm.
As it turned out, premonitions generally adhered to the principle that “the good ones don’t work, the bad ones do,” unless one was incredibly lucky.
Above the sky, at this moment, suddenly dozens of light spots appeared, rushing over rapidly.
The unrelated Cultivators in the town hadn’t even recovered from the sudden attack of the more than thirty Void Refining Cultivators, but Yin Du had already sensed immense danger.
That was Sword Light, countless Sword Lights, like numerous tiny Flying Swords forming a raging torrent of steel, a sword rain pouring down, precisely covering all thirty-two Underworld Cultivators.
The unsuspecting Underworld Cultivators, in their haste, tried to organize an effective defense, but the tiny Sword Lights possessed an irresistible force that mercilessly scattered their defensive measures.
Ding ding ding!
The Sword Lights, after crushing their defenses, penetrated through their limbs, flipping their bodies over, then remaining undispersed, like nails, firmly nailing everyone to the ground.
The Underworld Cultivators, who had thought themselves overwhelming in numbers, appeared weak and ineffectual before this tide of Sword Lights, not even in the same league.
They believed in their numerical advantage, but shattered upon contact with the sky-full of Sword Lights.
The fight had not even begun, and it was already over.
Yin Du, the leader of this raid against Lu Qingshan, was firmly nailed to the ground, blood gushing out.
The penetrating Sword Lights completely restrained the flow of his Spiritual Power, rendering him unable to even seek death, nor could he even speak.
He could only stare fixedly at Lu Qingshan, his eyes filled with angry and perplexed resignation.
“Took the bait?” Lu Qingshan stepped forward, approaching Yin Du, while also deactivating the disguise of the ancient jade, reverting to his true appearance.
The handsome young man earnestly corrected the Underworld Cultivator’s mistake, “No, this is called… a piranha.”
A streak of Escaping Light appeared, eventually landing beside Lu Qingshan.
That was an old man with white hair and beard, but the sternness emanating from him was enough to instill fear in everyone.
“Thank you, Uncle-Master, for acting,” Lu Qingshan said politely.
“As you expected, someone indeed set a trap to assassinate you,” the freshly appeared Xi Xiang pondered, “This move is not small at all.”
The nailed-down Yin Du, upon hearing their conversation, his pupils dilated sharply as he focused intensely on Lu Qingshan.
It wasn’t a leak of information or a mere coincidence but… Lu Qingshan had guessed their plan?
But why? How did he guess? Where had they slipped up?
“You want to know how I guessed that this Golden Jade Trap was set specifically for me?” Lu Qingshan read the meaning in Yin Du’s eyes.
Yin Du’s gaze flickered, waiting for Lu Qingshan to reveal the answer.
He wanted to die with understanding.
“Unfortunately…” Lu Qingshan paused, then shook his head regretfully, “I don’t plan to tell you.”
Yin Du let out a helpless roar.
……
The supposedly perfect trap set by the Underworld, in Lu Qingshan’s eyes, was full of flaws.
He wanted to enhance his Causality True Intent, and the rarely seen golden well and jade rail, which just happened to contain the mysterious causality, appeared at this critical moment.
Is he a Child of Destiny or the protagonist in a romanticized novel? How could someone offer a pillow as soon as he fell asleep? Are there such easy deals in the world?
There’s that old saying again, once might be a coincidence, but more than twice, and it’s probably a meticulously arranged “coincidence” by someone intentionally plotting.
As for who would target him?
Lu Qingshan was in the Barbarian Wilderness when he learned an important piece of news.
He is listed in the first sequence on the Netherworld’s hit list.
For a cultivator in this sequence, the Netherworld would undoubtedly have various schemes against him in the dark, so he was always on his guard.
Being cautious usually made it easier to spot some discrepancies in things.
After connecting this news, Lu Qingshan had roughly figured out the schemes behind the scenes.
As for those so-called true events of people obtaining the golden well and jade rail, and selling them for a high price, that was even more ludicrous.
Wasn’t this just the simple tactics of unscrupulous merchants from past lives?
Lu Qingshan had long since grown accustomed to such tricks; these methods might deceive those dreaming of sudden wealth, but tricking him was naturally impossible.
Knowing that he was in the first sequence and the Netherworld’s strong intent to kill him was undeniable, Lu Qingshan did not dare to be complacent or lucky, but directly reported the matter to Xi Xiang.
The interest in the sect’s grand competition had not yet dissipated, and for this talented disciple of his sect, Xi Xiang was in high regard, treasuring him greatly.
So when he heard that the Netherworld might very likely set a trap for Lu Qingshan, Xi Xiang immediately could not restrain himself, his treasured sword not old yet, and personally executed a counterplot with Lu Qingshan.
What if all these speculations turned out to be empty?
It certainly wouldn’t do to have Xi Xiang, a Seventh Realm Sword Cultivator, make a trip for nothing, so Lu Qingshan decided that if the matter of the golden well and jade rail was not a trap, he would ask his Senior Uncle to help search Mount Changbai…
Having a Seventh Realm Cultivator personally search for the hidden golden well and jade rail in Mount Changbai, wasn’t that highly likely?
…..
The battle had ended, and with a thought from Xi Xiang, the sword light shook on the bodies of thirty-two Void Refining Cultivators from the Netherworld, lifting their bodies and stringing them together.
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“Return to the sect,” Xi Xiang said coldly.
Underworld Cultivators usually hid in the dark unseen, and capturing so many this time was definitely not going to be a simple matter of execution, but to take them back to the sect for a thorough interrogation.
In fact, this was one of the reasons Xi Xiang personally took action.
Sixth Realm cultivators could indeed wipe out these Underworld Cultivators, but capturing them alive was impossible.
After all, compared to the various tortures and interrogations they would face if captured alive, the Underworld Cultivators would prefer to choose a dignified suicide.
Lu Qingshan nodded and followed Xi Xiang up with Sword Control, quickly disappearing into the town.
…….
The turn of events happened too quickly, leaving most of the cultivators in the town unclear about the specifics, all looking confused.
Only Ma Yun, who was observing everything from the center of the battle, witnessed it all.
Watching Lu Qingshan and Xi Xiang leave, he finally came back to his senses.
Ma, the shopkeeper, who heard everyone’s conversation clearly, naturally figured out the whole situation.
It was too thrilling!
Mobilizing dozens of Void Refining Cultivators to ambush Lu Qingshan, who topped the Yellow List, only to be instantly counter-killed by a senior from Lu Qingshan’s sect!
This is the Sword Sect!
He watched, feeling both exhilarated and envious.
Who wouldn’t envy having such a powerful sect for protection?
It’s just too bad his own sect wasn’t like that.
A sense of loneliness unconsciously arose in Ma Yun’s heart, lamenting that the world was not worth it.
Wait, which sect do I belong to?
Oh, right, I’m a Loose Cultivator…
Guess that’s not an issue then.
Ma Yun, having just realized his own situation, felt relieved once again.
