This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

The only problem was that when the "God-Slaying" battle event began, the timeline of Nine Heavens had already reached the 212th year of Immortal Martial.

But now, the timeline for the Human Race is only at the 7th year of Tianyuan.

Converted, that equates to the 7th year of Immortal Martial.

This over two hundred years' time discrepancy, would it bring many differences to the Black Abyss?

At this moment, is the Blood Demon Lord already in the Black Abyss?

Or, due to the earlier timeline, is the demon present in the current Black Abyss not the Blood Demon Lord, but an even more formidable presence?

However, whether it's the Blood Demon Lord or any other Demon Lord, as an Eighth Grade demonic cultivator, Lu Qingshan currently has no capability to explore it.

If he can't win, then seek the "God."

Lu Qingshan strolled along the street of Hu Jia City, pondering in his heart which deity he should enlist for help.

Asking for help from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion....

First, he is after all an outer sect cultivator, and Shui Yue Pavilion Master has been gentle enough with him. Repeatedly seeking help might seem a bit like demanding more than what one deserves.

Secondly, and most importantly, the Spiritual Cultivators of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion are not adept at combat, and Shui Yue Pavilion Master is only at the Eighth Realm.

Lu Qingshan is not sure, if there is indeed a Demon Lord in the Black Abyss right now, whether she would be capable of confronting it.

If she cannot contend with it, and any disaster happens, it would be unfortunate.

Judging solely by the combat power of individual cultivators, undoubtedly, among the seven Taoist sects, the Sword Sect ranks supreme.

After all, Sword Cultivators have always been a group of cultivators skilled in slaughter and battle.

It seems that seeking Xia Daoyun's help is undoubtedly the best option.

Xia Daoyun is Lu Qingshan's master, deeply fond of this disciple, making their relationship quite intimate. Moreover, she has the strength to contend with an Eighth Grade Demon Lord...

It's just uncertain if Master would be convenient, or available.

Lu Qingshan pondered.

Recently it's been a turbulent season, with the Demon Race showing considerable activity over at Yumen Pass.

Lu Qingshan naturally knew the reasons for the Demon Race's moves and had informed Xia Daoyun about the appearance of the "Wilderness" in the Burning Moon Domain.

So everyone understood, this was absolutely not a deceptive tactic by the Demon Race, but a real brewing storm; the Sword Sect dared not slacken at all and was long displaying a fully prepared stance.

Besides, the Sword Sect also had to divert attention to investigate the affairs of the Rinsing Spirit Sect.

Not clarifying the situation with the Rinsing Spirit Sect was like having a tumor in the heart, making it hard to rest easy.

Lastly, Master had just endured the sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulations and needed time to stabilize her cultivation.

In this situation, it's uncertain if Xia Daoyun would be able to free up time.

Better to first send a Spirit Message back to the sect to inquire about the situation.

If Master really can't find the time, then think of another method.

Lu Qingshan quickly made his decision, his spirit rising, and then he lifted his head. In the next moment, he froze for a moment, then smiled.

It seemed he didn't need to be this bothered.

On the street of Hu Jia City, a lean middle-aged man appeared, walking toward him.

The man held nothing in his hands, but his Sword Intent soared to the heavens, a rare sight in the world.

Lu Qingshan quickly slowed his steps, stopping in front of the middle-aged man.

"Congratulations, Senior, on progressing your cultivation." He cupped his fists and bowed.

Further progress in Sword Intent meant further progress in Sword Dao.

Compared to their last meeting, the Sword Intent on Li Qiubai was undoubtedly deeper.

Known as the Sword Immortal, the Eighth Realm Li Qiubai didn't speak, merely examining this young man who had stirred great waves in the Human Realm, even attracting his own attention.

Moments later, he finally spoke slowly: "Your cultivation progress is swift."

A month ago when they parted, Lu Qingshan was merely at the Void Refining Perfection, now he was already at Divinity Transformation Perfection.

To say his progress was rapid would be understating it.

"Some fate and opportunities." In front of the Sword Immortal, Lu Qingshan didn't casually brush it off.

"Fate...." Li Qiubai mused, then nodded, emphasizing: "Fate is good."

The Chang'an Sword Immortal, Li Qiubai.

Lu Qingshan unexpectedly met this significant figure again in this small city of North Qing.

"Senior, are you just passing through, or?" Lu Qingshan asked.

The Human Realm is so vast, yet he coincidentally met Li Qiubai once more in such a small city; it seemed almost too coincidental.

Li Qiubai's aura was restrained, but his Sword Intent, perceptible only to true Sword Cultivators, was impressive and sharp.

He didn't have the haughty demeanor of a Sword Immortal, smiling amiably, as if chatting with a junior, he said warmly: "I specifically came to find you."

Lu Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"I heard about you, felt your cultivation progress was too strange, and wanted to see if you were encountering any problems." Li Qiubai smiled.

Lu Qingshan felt relieved, also sensing an indescribable curious feeling.

An elder met by chance in the path of Sword Dao showed such concern for his circumstances, giving him a sense of being nurtured and cared for.

"Very well, your cultivation is stable, your foundation solid, it seems I underestimated you, took you lightly," Li Qiubai, finally confirming Lu Qingshan's current state, smiled and gently said: "The younger generation will surpass the old, nowadays the Sword Dao seems much more prosperous compared to the Chang'an Years."

Lu Qingshan felt a mix of emotions. He understood Li Qiubai's sentiment.

As the undisputed leader of today's Sword Dao, it's natural for him to pay a bit of attention to a promising junior deeply aligned with his path.

This was also a unique temperament of Sword Cultivators.