Chapter 651: Chapter 4: Waiting for a Rabbit by a Tree Stump – Part 3
And soon, I will have no more use for this item.
Instead, it is you, Lu Qingshan. Merely having a Nascent Soul has led sixth realm cultivators to try assassinating you. It seems this item is extremely useful for you, which is why I am giving it to you. You needn’t overthink this.”
At this, not only did Lu Qingshan’s heart skip a beat, but the hearts of the other Great Sword Cultivators stirred as well, even Xia Daoyun slightly turned her head.
The meaning in Taibai Sword Master’s words was very clear—he was about to break through to the Eighth Realm.
Once he achieved the Eighth Realm, the Sword Puppet that only affected seventh realm cultivators would naturally lose its effect.
“Thank you, Peak Master,” Lu Qingshan said, no longer standing on ceremony, and accepted the Sword Puppet with gratitude.
Even though the Taibai Sword Master had no use for it, it did not change the fact that the Sword Puppet was exceptionally precious.
Lu Qingshan vaguely understood that a major reason Taibai Sword Master personally attended his peak’s opening ceremony and presented such a generous gift was largely due to Ji Chuan.
It should probably be considered a reward for bringing back news of Ji Chuan.
Last, it was Xia Daoyun’s turn to present her gift.
Facing Lu Qingshan’s gaze, the always generous Xia Daoyun waved her hand, and two streaks of Spiritual Light flew towards him.
Within one ball of Spiritual Light was a small jade bottle; through the exquisite and transparent bottle, one could see three round pills spinning inside.
Within the other ball of Spiritual Light was a Bodhi Necklace, with Bodhi Seeds that had triangular-shaped eyes.
“The pills are called Sky-Mending, each can extend life by one hundred years, you have three in total,” Xia Daoyun spoke softly: “The Bodhi is called Dragon’s Eye, it can increase luck and wisdom, aid in enlightenment, and protect your cultivation.”
In the Cultivation World, lifespan extending pills have always been among the most precious.
These three Sky-Mending Pills were precisely what was needed, especially for Lu Qingshan, who exchanged 600 years of lifespan for the Three Swords, it was like giving him back a significant amount of vitality.
As for the Dragon’s Eye Bodhi, it was an extremely superior treasure, only that…
Xia Daoyun truly meant what she said…
Lu Qingshan wanted some quiet time.
The peak opening ceremony thus concluded without further delay or unnecessary small talk, and each Sword Cultivator went their separate ways.
“I need to return to Heavenly Mountain,” said Xia Daoyun as she took one last look at him before departing, “Learn from your mistakes. You only have a bit over a thousand years of lifespan and a single Sword Puppet, do not deceive yourself.”
Originally, she also had a Sword Token sealed with her own Sword Qi that she intended to give to Lu Qingshan for self-defense.
But after seeing the Taibai Sword Master present the Life-Protection Sword Puppet to Lu Qingshan, she instead chose to keep the Sword Token.
Because, in the Cultivation World, having more means of self-defense doesn’t mean a cultivator will live longer.
The ones who drown are often those who know how to swim.
The more lifelines one has, the more reckless a cultivator feels, losing vigilance and blundering into dangerous territories, then dying faster than anyone else.
External items are always just that, external. The true longevity of a cultivator should come from their own strength and vigilance.
Zhenjiang, Mihe Peak.
The cracked earth formed patterns like spider webs, intertwined into a large net.
After Lu Qingshan used the Power of the Mountains and Seas to turn this mountain peak into a land of death, the Lu Family had no choice but to abandon this place.
Yet, on this day, a wisp of black smoke drifted over this dead land.
As the smoke cleared, a lanky cultivator appeared from within.
“How exactly did Yuan Cang’s action fail?” The emerged lanky cultivator carefully swept his gaze over the barren land, frowning, “This must be one of Lu Qingshan’s methods, right?”
“For tens of miles around, not a blade of grass grows…” the lanky cultivator mockingly thought to himself: “This technique, more Netherworld than the Netherworld itself…”
Shaking his head, he quickly dismissed these unnecessary thoughts and began to inspect his surroundings seriously.
Failure was inevitable, and no task in the world ever boasts a hundred percent success rate.
But an important point is to learn from failures, to avoid falling into the same pit twice.
This is the philosophy of the Netherworld.
Thus, after silently digesting this failure, the first thing the Southern Territory’s Netherworld did was to send someone to check the situation after the news died down a bit.
They needed to understand how a Fourth Realm cultivator managed to slay a Sixth Realm cultivator.
This certainly wasn’t something that could be explained by mere carelessness.
Because the gap between a Sixth Realm cultivator and a Fourth Realm cultivator is so wide that even Yuan Cang’s carelessness wouldn’t likely lead to such a reversal.
The lanky cultivator formed a Seal Gesture; a ball of Spiritual Light gradually appeared in his hands, and at the same time, a lot of scattered black energy gradually began to gather towards him.
The black energy accumulated more and more, eventually forming some scattered images.
This black energy would gradually disperse over time, which is why they were in a hurry to investigate.
Just as the lanky cultivator was about to seriously examine the information in the images, he suddenly heard a cold voice, sending a chill down his spine.
“Lu Qingshan was right; you from the Netherworld were bound to send someone to check out Mihe Peak.
‘Wait by the stump for the rabbit, and there will surely be gains.'”
The lanky cultivator turned his head to look, and several black-robed cultivators, unbeknownst to him, had already appeared behind him.
The speaker, with an unfathomable aura.
Beiming True Venerable.