This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 573: Chapter 53 Yellow List No. 32

“You look down on Nether Cultivators, and they get back at you in vile ways, doesn’t everyone give them some space?”

Beast Cultivators base is the same as that of Dharma Cultivation, with a saying that one man can be as good as an army, and given the current prominence of the Rinsing Spirit Sect, naturally, their status isn’t too low either.

Sword Cultivators are the most unique, because of their independent nature, they manage to stay aloof from the contempt hierarchy.

What, you ask about Body Cultivators?

In any case, the muscular barbarians always lie flat at the bottom of the contempt chain, subject to mockery.

This is common knowledge, understood by all.

“Eh, Zhou Yuan actually made it onto the list again.” Most of the attention had been on Lu Qingshan, but now someone noticed changes in other rankings.

Upon this mention, everyone hurriedly shifted their gaze back to the mirror reflecting the Yellow List rankings, adeptly looking towards the bottom of the list.

I was sure his ranking wouldn’t be too high!

Sure enough, they saw Zhou Yuan’s name at the bottom of the list.

Name: Zhou Yuan

Rank: Ninety-sixth

Cultivation: Nascent Soul Late Stage, possesses the Upper Intent of the Indestructible Sea, possesses the Ancient Beast Cultivation Secret Technique ‘Blood Spirit Technique’.

Owns a Fourth Grade Middle Stage Beast Pet Flame Fox, Fourth Grade Late Stage Beast Pet Feathered Serpent, Fourth Grade Peak Beast Pet Qingfeng Bull.

Battle Record: … in the northwest of Great Xia, he slashed a Fifth Grade Initial Stage Demon Beast, Ice Armor Python.

Nickname: Blood Spirit

Identity: Disciple of the Rinsing Spirit Sect, second place in the First Seven Domains Conclave

“Not bad, he made it back onto the Yellow List? This time, the ninety-sixth rank won’t be like last time where he flipped and disappeared without a trace,” someone commented.

“Alas, Blood Spirit is also considered a genius, and also comes from the Seven Domains Conclave, but alas, there’s a ‘Giant Mountain’ pressing down on his head,” another person lamented.

Indeed, on normal days if a newcomer made it onto the list, there would have been a round of heated discussions, but now that ‘Blood Spirit’ Zhou Yuan is back on the list, there’s less astonishment and even more mockery, which is truly a bit tragic.

“It’s a green ‘Giant Mountain’ at that,” a corpulent middle-aged male cultivator joked.

Everyone immediately got the joke and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, filling the square with a lively atmosphere.

Of course, these people harbored no malice in their hearts, it was more out of finding the discussion amusing.

Suddenly, the corpulent middle-aged male cultivator seemed to hear something, turned around, and saw two seemingly ordinary men squeezing out of the crowd.

The man in the gray robe had tense features, appearing very angry, while the man in the black robe seemed relatively calm.

The two hurried off, walking quickly as if rushing to handle some urgent matter.

“Heard wrong?” the middle-aged male cultivator muttered to himself, not taking it seriously, and quickly came back to his senses, continuing his animated talk.

“Yinhe, this Lu Qingshan’s momentum is now vast, you have become his greenery,” the black-robed man commented.

“Merely a Nascent Soul Cultivator,” Yinhe said with a scowl, scoffing, “They haven’t even condensed their Dao seeds, and these Human Cultivators start with all their excessive praise, utterly superficial. It would be funny if he gets stuck in this Nascent Soul Stage for a hundred years!”

“Besides, if it wasn’t for this weak human physical body dragging me down, why would I be at the bottom of the Yellow List?” Yinhe harbored resentment, clearly caring more about the ranking than he let on.

“With his talent, he’s unlikely to stay in the Nascent Soul Realm for long,” the black-robed man added.

“Who knows?” Yinhe said ominously.

“However, I’ve heard that Yu Lei, Real Person Wang, along with Wen He, three Mansion Masters, seem to have made moves against Lu Qingshan, but unfortunately, they all failed,” the black-robed man stroked his chin, finding the situation intriguing, “Those three Mansion Masters really do have some… capabilities.”

“Wei Ming, although the three Mansion Masters aren’t directly from our Main Palace lineage, they still have remarkable status. Speaking of them in such a way is greatly disrespectful. Do you realize that?” Yinhe didn’t engage with the black-robed man, instead he shouted sternly.

Wei Ming shook his head nonchalantly, unstartled by Yinhe’s reprimand, and said indifferently, “That’s just how it is. Apart from our Main Palace lineage, the other six lineages of the Netherworld are merely fronts for us.”

“In the end, isn’t everything still dependent on us?”

Yinhe furrowed his brows but did not argue against this statement.

Because he thought the same way in his heart.

“Although Lu Qingshan’s ranking is not as good as Ji Chuan, in terms of potential, he is far more terrifying than the Vast Righteousness Sword.

In just one year, he had achieved such combat power.

The elders all felt that although he has not yet formed his Dao seed, it is absolutely a done deal, hence the order for his assassination was issued.

A few days ago, the Mansion Master in the Southern Territory, Yi Ren, was already preparing to betray and kill this Lu Qingshan,” Wei Ming said to Yinhe, “Lu Qingshan’s days are numbered, and once he is dead, you will no longer have to suffer this indignity.”

“What does that have to do with me?” A fierce light flashed in Yinhe’s eyes, but he merely snorted coldly.

“If you truly didn’t care, you wouldn’t have attacked the cultivator who mocked you just now.” Wei Ming spread his hands and laughed.

“Do not forget the mission of our journey, that is the utmost priority,” Yinhe said coldly, changing the subject.

“The holy beast still lives?” When speaking of the mission, Wei Ming’s expression suddenly turned solemn, as if he felt a chill, and he cautiously asked.

Yinhe nodded, “The holy beast had trained its indestructible body long ago; ordinary means are difficult to kill it.

Although Sword River King defeated the holy beast, he could not dispose of it immediately, and given the urgent battle situation, there was no time to delay.

Compelled by circumstances, he had to suppress and seal the holy beast on the spot before rushing to reinforce other areas.

Soon after, the Sword River King was killed by a Demon Lord, without even having the chance to inform others that he had only suppressed and sealed the holy beast.

All cultivators from Great Xia thought the holy beast had died at the hands of Sword River King, so even when Ancestral Daoist Xia achieved his Dao, he did not seek to verify or settle scores with the holy beast.

Not just the cultivators from Great Xia, but even we had assumed the holy beast had perished long ago.

Who would have expected that in these twenty thousand years, although the holy beast had been sealed, it had been eroding the seal using its own powers. Just recently, it managed to break a small crack in the seal and escaped a droplet of its blood, seeking our help.”

“Ancestral Taoist Shentu has instructed us two to go ahead to the site of the holy beast’s seal to assess the situation, after which he will personally intervene to rescue the holy beast,” Yinhe revealed.

“As the winds shift, if we can rescue the holy beast, our strength in the Netherworld will surely rise to a new level!” Yinhe said ominously.

“Whether we can rise to a new level is hard to say,” Wei Ming looked down, seemingly recalling something, his body involuntarily shuddering, “Being not of our kind, its heart will be different; the temperament of the holy beast, who can completely understand it?

Back then, in the Abyss, it would consume at least a hundred of our Demon Race daily, and more demons probably died by its hand than humans.”

Yinhe fell silent for a moment, then spoke hoarsely, “It is said that the holy beast comes from the Holy Realm, though how it fell into our Abyss is unknown.

Back then, the Demon Lords attempted to use the holy beast as a link to contact the Holy Realm, which is why they treated it as a distinguished guest.

As for those of lowly bloodline and status, they were simply used as food by the holy beast, which is not significant—our Demon Race is never short of the lowly.

Our bloodlines are noble; the holy beast would not harm us.”

“Regardless, when our Demon Race was in conflict with the Human Race, the holy beast stood with our Demon Race, opposed to the humans, which makes it a friend of our race.

In all matters, the greater cause must be prioritized; if we can rescue the holy beast this time, it will be a great achievement.”

“I understand naturally…” Wei Ming murmured softly.

…

In Barbarian Wilderness, the ancestral land is located at the center, while the Youxiong Tribe is situated on the peripheral region of the wilderness, at a considerable distance from the ancestral land.

So Lu Qingshan and the Clan Leader of the Youxiong Tribe, planning for the Ancestor Worship Day still half a month away, decided to set out early to the ancestral land.

Following Lu Qingshan’s intervention and the killing of the Giant Deer Sacrificial Spirit and the priest, news spread throughout the barbarian tribes within a thousand miles, aware that the Youxiong Tribe had produced a formidable man named ‘Youxiong Hao’.

With the fearsome reputation of Lu Qingshan, no one dared to covet the Youxiong Tribe again. In this situation, the Clan Leader of the Youxiong Tribe, not wanting to push his luck, could only reluctantly accept Lu Qingshan’s decision to use the Western Rat King as the Sacrificial Spirit for the Youxiong Tribe and forcefully participate in the Ancestor Worship.”