This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 571: Chapter 52: Sacrificial Spirit: West Mouse_3

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“Just bury him properly,” Lu Qingshan said, not surprised at all, as the injuries suffered by the You Xiong Tribe’s Sacrificial Spirit were indeed too severe.

“After a few days, it will be the day of our Barbarian Tribe’s ancestor worship ceremony,” the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe continued.

“The day of ancestor worship?” Lu Qingshan’s eyebrows raised, knowing it was the most important ceremony for the Barbarian Tribe, and he suddenly became interested, “Tell me more about this ancestor worship.”

The day of ancestor worship is the most solemn event for the thousands of Barbarian Tribes in the Barbarian Wilderness.

Because on the day of ancestor worship, it is not only a ceremony to worship the barbarian ancestors, but also the highly regarded Dragon Gate challenge for all the major clans.

The Dragon Gate challenge, the competition for Dragon Gate slots, is held every twenty years, not fixed on any particular day, but generally within a certain period.

Lu Qingshan happened to arrive just in time for the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestor worship this time.

The slots to enter the Dragon Gate are extremely precious. Besides the five top clans of the Barbarian Tribe each having five fixed slots, which other middle and small-sized clans have the right to always occupy a slot?

And for this resource competition, mere words are not persuasive enough. The simplest and most effective method is to settle it through strength.

To ensure the power of the Barbarian Tribe is not wasted in internal strife, and so that each clan has the chance to acquire Dragon Gate slots, the Great Shaman of the Barbarian Tribe has designated the young cultivators of each clan to be the ones who fight.

To put it mildly, the Dragon Gate slots just offer the opportunity for each clan’s demon beast Sacrificial Spirit to leap through the Dragon Gate like a carp turning into a dragon. To put it grandly, it concerns the rise and fall of the clans.

Therefore, both the barbarians and the Sacrificial Spirits take the Dragon Gate challenge very seriously.

“At that time, the Clan Leaders of thousands of clans will bring the most outstanding young people from their clans, along with the Sacrificial Spirits, to the ancestral land,” introduced the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe. “It’s unimaginable!”

“Will all the clan Sacrificial Spirits go?” Lu Qingshan, who was initially indifferent, suddenly brightened up and asked eagerly.

“As long as they participate in the ancestor worship ceremony, the Sacrificial Spirits will go with them. Only a very few clans will fall behind due to some special circumstances and are unable to attend,” said the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe after a moment of thought, confirming it.

Lu Qingshan’s thoughts suddenly became lively.

He had already mastered the secret of Sword Qi Transformation, but in order to truly reach the realm of Sword Qi Transformation, he still needed to go through a very important process.

That was to observe all kinds of beasts and find the fierce beast that best matched his own nature.

Then, to grasp its essence and finally transform into its form.

On this day of ancestor worship, as the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe said, all the clan Sacrificial Spirits will be present, and it will surely be a turmoil of myriad beasts.

Isn’t that suitable for observing myriad beasts?

This was a treasure land for his Sword Qi Transformation!

“Is the You Xiong Tribe preparing to go for this ancestor worship?” Lu Qingshan asked.

“We won’t be going this time,” the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe shook his head, “We are in a special situation right now.”

“Go,” said Lu Qingshan indifferently.

The Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe looked at Lu Qingshan in surprise, clearly not understanding why Lu Qingshan would suddenly intervene in this matter.

Moreover, regarding Lu Qingshan’s decision, he felt somewhat conflicted and hesitant, hesitating to speak.

“What’s the matter, is there a problem?” Lu Qingshan asked.

The Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe gritted his teeth and decided to be frank, “But the Sacrificial Spirit has just passed away, and we, the You Xiong Tribe, currently have no Sacrificial Spirit… we cannot participate in this ancestor worship.”

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“If there’s no Sacrificial Spirit, then go and make a pact with a new one,” Lu Qingshan lectured, “How can the tribe go a day without a Sacrificial Spirit?”

“But… Right now, our You Xiong Tribe not only lacks a Sacrificial Spirit, but we also don’t have a shaman responsible for making the pact with one…” the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe said cautiously.

Seeing the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe looking so timid, Lu Qingshan did not trouble him further.

He had to attend this ancestor worship, but the Barbarian Tribe was so hostile to the Human Race, and the ceremony was of such significance to them, that it would undoubtedly be heavily guarded. His only chance to participate was under the guise of the You Xiong Tribe’s identity…

After a moment’s contemplation, a glint of brilliance flashed in Lu Qingshan’s eyes, as he came up with an idea.

He slapped his Spirit Beast Bag and summoned the Great King West Mouse.

“This beast can temporarily act as the Sacrificial Spirit of the You Xiong Tribe, so we can attend the ancestor worship,” Lu Qingshan said, pointing at the Great King West Mouse, who was still clueless and looked bewildered.

“A mouse demon…?” Gazing at the Great King West Mouse, the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe suddenly became stupefied, clearly unable to comprehend how a powerful cultivator like Lu Qingshan could consider a mouse demon as his demon pet.

After hesitating for a long while, he finally said to Lu Qingshan with bitterness, “Brother, if we take a mouse demon as our Sacrificial Spirit this time, I’m afraid the You Xiong Tribe will be the laughingstock of all the major clans from now on…

Who knows, we might even end up with the name ‘Mouse Tribe’…”

To the barbarians who valued strength and grandeur, the idea of a small mouse demon serving as the tribe’s Sacrificial Spirit was obviously unacceptable.

Lu Qingshan was not angry.

“The glitzy world is blinding; don’t try to act tough in front of Mouse Lord!” Meanwhile, Xiaoxiao the mouse demon jumped up in protest.

Although it didn’t understand the specifics of the current situation, it could still sense the disdain in the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe’s words.

Xiaoxiao the mouse demon asked the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe discontentedly, “What’s wrong with being a mouse, and how am I inferior to Youxiong? Are you looking down on Mouse Lord?”

“Not at all, not at all,” the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe hurriedly apologized.

One must be considerate even if not reverent.

Since this was the “brother’s” spirit beast, the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe could only treat it with the utmost politeness.

Seeing the Great King West Mouse standing with arms akimbo, putting on airs, and noticing how the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe, though a massive man, was sweating profusely and repeatedly apologizing to the mouse demon, Lu Qingshan didn’t trouble him further. Instead, he transmitted a message to the Great King West Mouse, instructing it briefly.

The Great King West Mouse received Lu Qingshan’s request and frowned discontentedly, but eventually, it nodded.

“You short-sighted simpletons, watch closely,” the Great King West Mouse taunted the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe.

Then, in the astonished gaze of the Clan Leader, the Great King West Mouse suddenly stretched out its body, raised its front paws above its head, and then began to spin and shake at a dazzling speed, as if conjuring a flower from thin air.

A glow of red spiritual light appeared, enveloping Xiaoxiao’s entire body. In a flash, Xiaoxiao’s figure rapidly expanded.

In just an instant, the Great King West Mouse had transformed into a giant silver-grey tiger, only slightly smaller than the original Sacrificial Spirit of the You Xiong Tribe.

“The fierce tiger from Qing State, that’s what I am!” the Great King West Mouse roared at the stunned Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe.

“Now, with it acting as the temporary Sacrificial Spirit of the You Xiong Tribe, that should be suitable, right?” Lu Qingshan said, pointing at the transformed tiger demon West Mouse, to the Clan Leader of the You Xiong Tribe.

Returning to his senses, the Clan Leader still seemed a bit dazed, but subconsciously, he responded quickly, “Suitable, indeed, couldn’t be more perfect!”

“Good, that’s settled then,” Lu Qingshan nodded in satisfaction, “Get ready, this time the You Xiong Tribe will participate in the ancestor worship!”

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