This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 561: Chapter 49: The Calamity of the Sacrificial Spirit

Whooosh—

At this moment, a fierce wind swept through the hall outside, causing the sound of rustling wind to rise up. Inside the hall, however, there was a brief silence.

A few moments later.

The current sacrificial priest of the Youxiong Tribe, Youxiong Jin, trembled with anger, pointing at Lu Qingshan as he shouted furiously, “Rebellious, rebellious, to dare talk to me in such a manner…”

“Sacrificial priest, aren’t you afraid of being beaten to death by the tribespeople?” the Youxiong Clan Leader interrupted Youxiong Jin’s rebuke towards Lu Qingshan, looking at the priest who sought peace, and asked each word deliberately.

“Sacrificial priest, aren’t you afraid of being beaten to death by the tribespeople?” Another person spoke up, a man on the side of the Youxiong Clan Leader, who was part of the pro-war faction.

“Sacrificial priest, aren’t you afraid of being beaten to death by the tribespeople?”

“…”

Soon, the questioning of the sacrificial priest echoed and overlapped in the hall.

The gale outside died down abruptly, but the tempest within the hall surged forth at this moment.

Youxiong Jin was indeed stunned, retreating three consecutive steps.

Those cultivators on the side of the sacrificial priest exchanged looks, all discerning the difficulty of their situation in each other’s expressions.

“Who are you, and how come I haven’t seen you in our tribe before?” A cultivator from the peace-seeking faction suddenly sensed something amiss and looked at Lu Qingshan suspiciously.

This bold and audacious person who questioned the sacrificial priest was lean and fit, not quite in harmony with their Barbarian Tribe, although his facial features still bore the distinct characteristics of the tribe: bronze skin, loose black hair, and a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Upon closer examination, he realized that this man looked increasingly like the Clan Leader.

“He is my own brother, Youxiong Hao,” the Youxiong Clan Leader stepped forward at that moment to clarify for everyone, “In this time of life and death for our tribe, Youxiong Hao has hurried back, vowing to share the tribe’s fate.”

With the Clan Leader’s explanation, everyone quickly remembered.

The Youxiong Clan Leader indeed had a brother who left the tribe years ago to venture deep into the Barbarian Wilderness, claiming to pursue the martial path. Since then, a hundred years had passed without any word from him.

But who would have thought that he would return at this critical moment?

Could it really be such a coincidence?

The suspicious and cautious sacrificial priest Youxiong Jin was the first to harbor doubts.

But Lu Qingshan did not give Youxiong Jin much chance to be paranoid. He strode forward and positioned himself at the center of the hall.

“There’s no need to bring up peace talks anymore. We, the people of the Youxiong, didn’t yield even to Great Xia in the past, our bones never softened. Now are we to kneel before a mere Julu and even self-sacrifice our Sacrificial Spirit?”

Lu Qingshan’s fierce gaze turned towards Youxiong Jin, “Sacrificial priest, our tribal Sacrificial Spirit has been nurtured by you for hundreds of years, do you not have the slightest affection for it? Are you prepared to appease another tribe with the life of our Sacrificial Spirit?

If you can discard hundreds of years of sentiment, could it be that one day, you will also sacrifice the lives of Youxiong tribe members to please others?”

Youxiong Jin’s face turned blue with rage, and in fury, he said, “Youxiong Hao, you have contradicted me time and again. Do you really think that just because you are the brother of the Clan Leader, I would not dare to deal with you?

Know this, even the Clan Leader wouldn’t dare to speak to me in such a manner!”

He had made up his mind to seek peace with Julu, but with the situation unclear, it seemed he must kill someone to establish authority and take control of the overall situation.

As for who to kill, it would naturally be this audacious individual before him!

“Sacrificial priest, your authority seems quite impressive, is it so blatant now to sell out your tribe for glory?” Lu Qingshan remained unfazed.

“Such slander against me, deserve death! Deserve death!” Youxiong Jin, having his ulterior motives called out by Lu Qingshan, was half truly angry and half taking advantage of the situation, his eyes showing fierce light, and without waiting for others to react, he suddenly bellowed and launched a deadly attack on Lu Qingshan.

With a wave of his hand, seven points of light emerged from his sleeves, echoing the stars of Kui, Lou, Wei, Mao, Bi, Zui, and Shen, carrying with them the essence of the Western White Tiger Constellation Intent, and morphed into a white tiger that roared forth.

With the emergence of the White Tiger, its vicious power became fully apparent, as if this place had transformed into a tiger’s den, leaving all cultivators fully immersed in the tiger’s might.

Lu Qingshan lifted his gaze slightly.

The White Tiger Constellation Intent was a branch of the fundamental constellations’ True Intent, part of the Four Symbols and also of a higher level of Intent. Leveraging the Dao seeds for reinforcement, it enabled effortless action and overwhelming power.

Unexpectedly, a sacrificial priest from a comparatively insignificant Barbarian Clan was an individual who had condensed his Dao seeds through higher level Intent.

But…

I’ve even slain those at the latter stages of Void Refining, what can a mere initial stage mean to me?

A flash of red light suddenly filled the eyes of the onlookers.

In front of the witnessing Youxiong clan cultivators, the White Tiger fell, and the stars dimmed.

Between heaven and earth, there was only a trace of cold and sharp Sword Light.

In the blink of an eye, as the Sword Light faded, the sacrificial priest was seen lying dead on the ground.

“Ah?! The sacrificial priest was killed?” Dozens of Youxiong cultivators in the hall were dumbfounded, even the Youxiong Clan Leader who knew Lu Qingshan’s background twitched his face slightly.

Wasn’t it said that Human Cultivators favor hypocrisy and ostentatiousness?

How come this gentleman behaves even more barbarically than my Barbarian Tribe?

He and the sacrificial priest had debated for a long time over the issue of war and peace, yet he had never thought of killing the sacrificial priest.

But this gentleman, after uttering just three sentences, in the core location of the Youxiong Tribe, within the council hall, just so openly and without any scruples, killed our own sacrificial priest?

What a fierce Human Cultivator…

Indeed, those widespread rumors and descriptions about Human Cultivators are not to be trusted—they are all but rumors!

The Youxiong Clan Leader was momentarily bewildered.

“How could you kill the sacrificial priest?! Such audacity, such audacity!” Finally, someone regained their senses, pointed at Lu Qingshan’s nose, and cursed, “The sacrificial priest has toiled for our Youxiong tribe for hundreds of years, you…”

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