This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 687 - 22 Essence Blood of the Four Spirits

"Uncle Master, what exactly is the matter?" Lu Qingshan frowned and asked.

As the Rinsing Spirit Sect was on par with the Sword Sect, what could possibly require discussion with other Taoist Sects?

And it was not even a Great Cultivator they were looking for, but rather an ordinary Fifth Realm cultivator like himself.

Lu Qingshan found it hard to understand.

"The situation is somewhat complex," Xi Xiang said with a smile, "Ultimately, it’s because of the fame you’ve made for yourself..."

As Xi Xiang began to elaborate on the specifics, it turned out that the situation was not as complicated as imagined—the Rinsing Spirit Sect had recently discovered the location of a prefecture-level Netherworld branch temple in the Central Spirit Domain.

"Eradicating the Netherworld is the responsibility of all Human Cultivators.

However, a prefecture-level branch temple is not highly regarded by the Rinsing Spirit Sect, and they also want to expand their achievements," Xi Xiang said with a smile, "And during this time, the ruckus you have caused is quite significant, as you are well aware.

Thus, the Netherworld particularly dreads you, and what better impact could there be if the branch temple was exposed by the Rinsing Spirit Sect than by your own actions?"

Upon hearing Xi Xiang’s explanation, Lu Qingshan immediately understood.

Simply put, it was the "celebrity effect".

If the news of the Netherworld branch temple were to be spread by the Rinsing Spirit Sect, the likely response from the Netherworld would be—"What bad luck, caught out by the Rinsing Spirit Sect, this branch temple can only be discarded as a pawn."

And that would be the end of it.

The loss of a prefectural branch temple, to the Netherworld, is not meaningless, but it wouldn’t involve severe damage.

But if the news were spread by him, the Central Spirit Domain Netherworld might think—"Could it be that Lu Qingshan is starting to target us? How much does he know? How should we respond?"

The more they think, the more clues they reveal.

Of course, Lu Qingshan’s action was not guaranteed to be effective, but it was worth a try.

"You decide whether to go or not," Xi Xiang did not interfere with Lu Qingshan’s decision, although he hoped that Lu Qingshan would agree.

Lu Qingshan fell into deep thought.

Making trouble for the Netherworld was a good thing, and he was certainly willing.

Moreover, the Netherworld in the Central Spirit Domain had always been well-hidden in his past life, and he did not expect that this time the Rinsing Spirit Sect would be able to catch them out.

He was somewhat surprised, and also wanted to see for himself the mysterious Netherworld of the Central Spirit Domain.

As for safety, after all, the Rinsing Spirit Sect is a Taoist Sect. Could they really let anything happen to him?

The Rinsing Spirit Sect took the proper channels, being invited through the Sword Sect; they must ensure his safety. Otherwise, if something happened to him, how would they explain to the Sword Sect?

"Then before I head to Yumen Pass, I’ll make a trip to the Rinsing Spirit Sect first," Lu Qingshan carefully weighed the options and finally agreed.

Xi Xiang nodded and said no more.

His thoughts were the same as Lu Qingshan’s: this was a direct interaction between two Taoist Sects, and the Rinsing Spirit Sect would surely protect Lu Qingshan thoroughly.

Therefore, there was no need to worry about Lu Qingshan’s safety—if the Netherworld could threaten Lu Qingshan right under the Rinsing Spirit Sect’s watch, then the Rinsing Spirit Sect might as well disband.

Such an incompetent Taoist Sect was inconceivable.

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Central Spirit Domain, Tsangpo Plateau.

As a Beast Cultivation Sect, the Rinsing Spirit Sect was divided by the Tsangpo River into the north and south banks.

The South Bank was the core territory of the Rinsing Spirit Sect and a restricted area. Even disciples of the Rinsing Spirit Sect rarely had access to it, let alone outsiders.

The North Bank, on the other hand, housed nearly ninety percent of the sect’s disciples and countless demon beasts.

After making his decision, Lu Qingshan immediately set off, changed his appearance, and quietly arrived at the Rinsing Spirit Sect through the Teleportation Array.

Outside the gate, he presented a visiting card from the Sword Sect to identify himself.

It wasn’t long before a Divinity Transformation Realm elder with a long face appeared.

Inter-sect visits required mutual respect and equality.

However, this so-called equality was based on the level of the sect and the cultivation of the disciple.

For example, as the Sword Sect was a Taoist Sect, if Lu Qingshan visited a sect below the level of a Taoist Sect in the name of a Sword Sect disciple, other sects would have to send a disciple of higher cultivation than Lu Qingshan to receive him respectfully.

Since both the Sword Sect and the Rinsing Spirit Sect were Taoist Sects, and Lu Qingshan was of Void Refining cultivation, the Rinsing Spirit Sect would normally only need to send a Void Refining disciple to receive him.

However, this time the Rinsing Spirit Sect sent a Divinity Transformation cultivator, raising the standard significantly.

This was because Lu Qingshan’s visit arose from an invitation by the Rinsing Spirit Sect.

Regarding etiquette, the Rinsing Spirit Sect did exceptionally well.

"Is the honored guest from the Sword Sect?" the long-faced elder made brief small talk with Lu Qingshan, speaking carefully yet with a smile on his face.

"Indeed," Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, "I am here at the invitation of your sect."

The long-faced elder sized up Lu Qingshan, showing no obvious emotion in his gaze, "Follow me, Uncle Master is waiting for you inside the sect."

With these words, the long-faced elder opened the sect’s Great Formation and led the way inside.

Lu Qingshan had no doubts and followed the long-faced elder into the Rinsing Spirit Sect.

Chirp—chirp—chirp—

Roar—roar—roar—

Howl—howl—howl—

After passing through the Great Formation of the Rinsing Spirit Sect’s gate, a series of incessant beast roars entered Lu Qingshan’s ears.

He looked around, seeing countless demon beasts of various shapes and forms.