This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 707 - 29 Trapped in the Demon’s Lair_2

Chapter 707 -29 Trapped in the Demon’s Lair_2

These patterns are called Secret Patterns by the War Demon Clan, and they are their reliance on controlling countless weapons.

Just now, he had caught a glimpse of a faint, dark golden pattern on the man’s wrist.

“What’s your name?” The “man” with a burly figure stared at Lu Qingshan with piercing eyes like an eagle, as if he could see through the minutest details of his psyche. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

“My name is Li Feiyu,” Lu Qingshan suddenly thought of this well-known alias and blurted it out subconsciously.

After Lu Qingshan said his name, the eyes of the “man” narrowed immediately, “Are you saying that you have an important message for Chi Pu?”

The Netherworld of the Eastern Domain seemed to be under the orders of this Demon called “Chi Pu.”

Lu Qingshan reacted quickly and then nodded slightly, replying, “Yes, my lord Demon General.”

“What is the important message? Tell me,” The War Demon in front of him displayed a nonchalant demeanor, the corner of his mouth revealing a mocking smile.

“My lord…” Lu Qingshan showed a hesitant look.

He naturally understood that although the War Demon in front of him held a high position, he apparently was not concerned with the affairs of the Netherworld; otherwise, why would he speak to him in such a tone?

He didn’t know whether this Demon called “Chi Pu” was of higher or lower rank compared to the War Demon before him.

But he knew that it was absolutely inappropriate to privately pass on messages belonging to the Netherworld to another Demon not concerned with the Netherworld affairs, regardless of the circumstances.

Seeing Lu Qingshan’s behavior, the man’s expression suddenly turned cold, scrutinizing Lu Qingshan with a sinister gaze, “What, does big brother look down on me, and now even his servants dare to despise me?”

Whoosh!

Beneath the man’s silvery-grey armor, a dark golden pattern on his skin suddenly shone brightly.

Then, the long swords strapped to the waists of the Demon Race guards behind him shot out uncontrollably, arcing through the air like flying swords and finally hovering before Lu Qingshan’s face.

The sharp air current scraped painfully against his skin.

“Spare me, my lord Demon General, I’ll speak!” At that moment, Lu Qingshan’s expression finally changed, showing a pleading look.

Looking at the submissive and begging Lu Qingshan, the man finally revealed a satisfied expression, his eyes full of mockery, “It seems big brother’s dog servant doesn’t have much of a backbone after all… But of course, if they weren’t spineless, how could they betray their own bloodline and become a lackey of our Demon Race?”

“You are right, my lord, I am indeed spineless,” Lu Qingshan showed a flattering smile, “As the noble bird chooses the tree to perch, the Human Race is feeble, and I am simply going from darkness to light.”

The most important aspect of “acting” is to lay down one’s burdens, no matter what character one previously was, one must be able to instantly immerse oneself in the new role to be portrayed.

In this regard, Lu Qingshan did well. This was the influence of “modern” thinking on him, which spared him from too much antiquated and intransigent ideology.

“So, what is the message?”

“My lord Demon General, this is the situation… Recently, the Netherworlds of the Seven Domains have been suddenly struck by the Human Race, suffering heavy losses,” Lu Qingshan lifted his eyes cautiously and glanced at the burly War Demon, swallowed nervously, and continued, “Afterward, we investigated the situation and found out that the root cause of everything was a Sword Cultivator named ‘Lu Qingshan’…”

“Does this Lu Qingshan possess some remarkable cultivation that you can’t deal with, so you have to come looking for Chi Pu’s help?”

The burly man’s gaze flashed coldly, scoffing, “The more powerful the Demon, the more difficult it is to deceive and infiltrate the Human Race territory…”

“It’s not like that,” Lu Qingshan hurriedly shook his head, “This Lu Qingshan doesn’t actually have high cultivation; he’s just a Fifth Realm Sword Cultivator. We have the power to deal with him, it’s just…”

He paused, then Lu Qingshan continued, “Lu Qingshan, out of fear of our retaliation, has chosen to enter Yumen Pass.

Our hands from the Netherworld can’t reach into Yumen Pass, so we came to see Lord Chi Pu, hoping that Lord Chi Pu could pay more attention to this Lu Qingshan on the battlefield outside the region, and once his figure is discovered, to directly eliminate him and prevent future troubles.”

Although the message was fabricated, it couldn’t be too far-fetched; the Demon Race weren’t fools.

However, he truly didn’t know much about the internal affairs of the Netherworld, and if he made something up off the top of his head, it might give away the lie immediately.

So after some thought, selling himself out became the best choice—after all, it was true information, naturally without any flaws.

“The Netherworld suffers heavy losses, and there’s Lu Qingshan…” The burly man repeated the name as if he was pondering something.

Below, Lu Qingshan trembled, showing a look too scared to speak.

After a long while, the burly man’s eyes became icy cold and filled with mockery, looking at Lu Qingshan calmly, “You will follow me for now.

As for this Lu Qingshan, a mere Fifth Realm Sword Cultivator doesn’t require the intervention of big brother. After I capture Falling Goose Pass, I will personally take care the ‘thorn in our side’ for big brother!”

When he said the words “thorn in our side,” the burly man emphasized them, leaving no doubt about his mocking intentions.

Hearing the burly man’s words, Lu Qingshan’s complexion shifted subtly, stammering, “My lord Demon General…”

“What, do you have objections?” The burly man’s voice suddenly became chilling, and a surge of killing intent arose spontaneously.