This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 413: Chapter 40: Netherworld Prison Master

Lu Qingshan and others had been caught in the realm of the Netherworld for hundreds of breaths.

A colossal creature appeared here.

A Fifth Grade Origin Demon named Qiu Ning, with a human body in its mouth, the human’s face smeared with blood and its gray robe all scratched and tattered.

This human body was none other than the Jiuyou Hall Master, but the once grim and domineering Jiuyou Hall Master had now become a corpse.

Qiu Ning didn’t understand anything, it was like a puppy that picked up a frisbee its owner had thrown out, excitedly holding the corpse of the Jiuyou Hall Master in its mouth, hoping to receive praise from its sister.

Only, Qiu Ning’s large eyes blankly surveyed the surroundings, but it could not find its sister anywhere.

It stayed still, and after a long while, it seemed to finally realize something.

Qiu Ning’s fangs loosened, releasing the corpse of the Jiuyou Hall Master.

“Sister…” even at the peak of Fifth Grade, this terrifying great demon that still had the intelligence of a three-year-old child stutteringly spoke for the first time, “don’t leave me, don’t leave me, don’t leave me….”

Barely able to speak, Qiu Ning could only repeat these words over and over.

Repeated them.

Large tears streamed down from the eyes of this fierce-looking, immensely terrifying great demon.

A long time later, Qiu Ning shed the last drop of tear from its eyes.

Its yellow pupils gradually cleared up, it bowed its head, picked up the Jiuyou Hall Master in its mouth again, and, with its strong, sturdy legs, started walking aimlessly into the distance.

Qiu Shiyin had told it to leave this place far behind.

It wanted to obediently listen to its sister.

It also wanted to find its sister, who had disappeared without a trace, not knowing where she had gone.

Even if the world was vast, it was determined to find her.

Qiu Ning gradually moved away, its massive figure gradually shrinking to a dot, disappearing from sight.

……..

Deep in the Origin, beside a dull yellow spatial rift that stretched for tens of miles, the spiritual machine fluctuated violently.

A nearly thousand-foot-long terrifying creature lay there, its scale armor slightly opening and closing with its breath.

The next instant, the creature suddenly opened its eyes, its large eyes wide like large doors, its pupils like two yellow lanterns, impossible to look directly at.

“Yuan’er is in trouble…” the creature murmured.

As the owner of the Jiuyou Geomantic Map, it sensed the Crossing Worlds force of the Jiuyou Geomantic Map.

“Unless it’s a matter of life and death, Yuan’er wouldn’t use the Crossing Worlds Technique lightly,” the Origin Demon King’s pupils exploded with a dangerous and dazzling light.

It opened its mouth, that seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and earth, and Netherworld Death Qi flowed out, transforming into various images.

The images showed what the Origin Demon had gone through before using the Crossing Worlds Technique.

Seeing the images of Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan, especially when Ji Chuan delivered the final strike towards the Origin Demon, the Origin Demon King squinted its eyes.

“Disciples of the Sword Sect… even if it’s the Sword Sect, they shouldn’t have fatally attacked my only offspring. If I hadn’t given the Jiuyou Geomantic Map to Yuan’er for protection, he would have died at the hands of these two Sword Sect disciples!” the Origin Demon King’s breath became heavy as if it had decided something and murmured: “It’s time to give the Sword Sect a warning…”

…….

The river was vast, and not long after being swept into it, Lu Qingshan could no longer see Ji Chuan.

Under the force of the river, the two were separated far apart.

Carried by the river, Lu Qingshan flowed downstream.

It was like encountering a steep downhill while drifting, falling faster and faster, not knowing when he would reach the bottom.

Kept falling, kept falling.

The long descent made Lu Qingshan’s head feel heavy, his consciousness gradually blurring.

“Young master, young master…”

Only when waves of cold air assaulted him, and Qin Yitian’s calling voice kept coming, did Lu Qingshan start to regain consciousness.

Lu Qingshan surveyed his surroundings and realized he was in the midst of a dim yellow sea of clouds.

He did not know what force was keeping him suspended in midair, preventing him from falling.

Looking down, he saw a large, withered yellow river flowing toward the distance, seemingly without end.

On either side of the river, blood-red starlight was scattered like spilled blood diamonds.

Vivid and beautiful.

They were flowers, one after another, translucent like coral, their petals opening in strips and curving backward.

There were far too many flowers, densely packed; from above, they looked like a carpet made of blood.

“This…” Lu Qingshan murmured to himself.

The scene before him was exactly like the one depicted in the painting scroll of the Origin Demon’s child.

“The river is Oblivion, and the flowers are the Red Spider Lilies, the guiding flowers that grow on the banks of Oblivion. They bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, their flowers and leaves never meeting, symbolizing reincarnation,” Qin Yitian said in the heart of Lu Qingshan.

“Red Spider Lilies, Manjusaka,” Lu Qingshan murmured back.

This was the Netherworld, the Reincarnation Lands.

Hiss!

Just then, Lu Qingshan couldn’t help but shiver.

“It’s a bit cold.”

Suddenly, Lu Qingshan snapped back to his senses.

Having formed his Golden Core, he now had a Pure Yang Body, impervious to heat or cold. Although the temperature here was low, how could it possibly make him feel cold?

A chill went through his heart as he cautiously examined himself.

Wave after wave of chilly aura was rushing into his body.

His strong Yang energy was being continuously suppressed and swallowed by these cold auras.

“The Netherworld belongs to the deceased. It only allows the entry of souls.

As you, sir, entered with a living, physical body in this world, the Netherworld’s Death Qi will continuously extinguish your Yang energy until you turn into a true dead person.

This is the law of the Netherworld, unbreachable by any force,” Qin Yitian said.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes and slightly felt the pace at which the Yang energy inside him was being extinguished, “In ten days, if I cannot leave this realm, I will become a dead man.”

“Therefore, sir, you need to hurry and find a boundary wall of the Netherworld, and through my Breaking Spell, leave this realm,” Qin Yitian stated gravely.

The Dragon Sparrow Breaking Spell could even break through a realm’s boundary wall.

“Oblivion is the river of reincarnation. Though its waters appear calm, they contain boundless terror. Sir, remember, you must not get close,” Qin Yitian warned again.

“I understand,” Lu Qingshan nodded, then thought for a moment and added, “But Ji Chuan, my fellow disciple, has also been brought into the Netherworld.

If I cannot find him, he likely will not have the means to leave this place on his own.

I must go find him and leave together with him.”

The reason Lu Qingshan could escape the Netherworld was because he had Qin Yitian. @@novelbin@@

Ji Chuan, however, did not have Qin Yitian; he only had Green Waist.

“The domain of the Netherworld is vast and boundless. To find him in just ten days will be very hard,” Qin Yitian said.

As Lu Qingshan’s Life-bound Sword, no one understood Lu Qingshan better than she did. Therefore, she did not stop Lu Qingshan’s actions.

She knew she couldn’t.

Moreover, the reason she had chosen Lu Qingshan as the Sword Master in the first place was precisely because he was someone like this.

“Perhaps, you could seek out the Netherworld Prison Master.

The Netherworld Prison Master controls the Netherworld, and if you could ask for his help, finding Ji Chuan would not be difficult,” Qin Yitian suggested after thinking it over.

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