This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 778 - 53: Proceeding Cautiously

"Moreover," a vicious light flickered in Chi Pu’s eyes, "I still have a score to settle with him; he’d better not provoke me."

Qing Ge had forcefully killed his subordinates from the Netherworld and taken the Hundred Illusions Butterfly. The Black Demon Marshal had already informed him of everything.

Now that Qing Ge had safely returned, it seemed that the cultivator named Lu Qingshan had already been slain by him.

That Pseudo Dao Artifact must have also been swallowed by Qing Ge.

He originally intended to use this as an excuse to give Qing Ge some trouble.

However, having learned of Pu Qu’s mishap, he was a bit unclear about the specifics and felt somewhat guilty, thus he also entertained the thought of letting the matter rest.

After all, if it really were brought up to his father, it was hard to say who would benefit.

But if Qing Ge really didn’t know when to stop, he wouldn’t be afraid!

Could he be scared of this bastard?

...

Qing King Manor.

After roughly understanding the situation in the manor, Lu Qingshan plunged into the Scripture Pavilion of Qing King Manor and began to earnestly browse various classics to shore up his knowledge.

Whether Qing Ge really loved reading those classics or did it all for show, Lu Qingshan wasn’t sure.

But at least in terms of collecting books, Qing Ge had done quite well; the completeness of the classics inside the Golden Chest far surpassed that of Feather Demon City.

Of course, merely reading wasn’t enough; Lu Qingshan was striving to memorize all the information by heart.

Not just imprinting it in his mind, which for a cultivator, wasn’t a difficult task at all.

What he needed to do was to know this information as common knowledge, to the extent that he could react subconsciously without thinking.

"Lord, someone from the Demon Lord has been sent to ask you to come to the Domain Lord’s Mansion to discuss matters," Lu Qingshan heard a voice from outside while he was immersed in the classics.

Steward Feng stood outside the Golden Chest, speaking respectfully.

Ao Ren Demon Venerable served as the ruler of the Sen Luo King Realm and was also known as the Domain Lord.

The Domain Lord’s Mansion was the residence of the Ao Ren Demon Clan.

Lu Qingshan let out a sigh.

The moment had finally come.

Although he had anticipated this moment, its actual arrival still sent a chill through his heart.

To think that, as a Void Refining Cultivator, he had not only killed the son of a Demon Lord but also assumed his identity to enter the Abyss, and next, he was even planning to deceive the Demon Lord right under his nose.

It was truly like dancing on the edge of a knife.

The very thought was thrilling.

....

"Understood," Lu Qingshan replied while walking out.

Outside the door, Steward Feng and a Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator were standing, having waited for quite some time.

"Greetings, Lord Qing Ge." The Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator sent by the Ao Ren Demon Venerable immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing Lu Qingshan.

"Lead the way ahead," Lu Qingshan said with a haughty expression.

The demon cultivator sent by the Ao Ren Demon Venerable, knowing of Qing Ge’s arrogant temperament and the risk of offending him, dared not speak further and quickly led the way.

After a short while.

"Did Father only call for me, or...?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"He also called for the other two Lords," the demon cultivator replied cautiously.

His expression immediately darkened.

---Qing Ge would not be pleased to be in the company of these two brothers of his.

An unhappy Lu Qingshan pondered in his mind.

This time, it wasn’t a solo meeting with Ao Ren Demon Venerable, but Chi Pu and Diao Feng were also called.

That meant he would have to face Ao Ren Demon Venerable and Qing Ge’s two brothers alone.

The more pairs of eyes there were, the harder it would be for him to deceive them all.

Not to mention he was an impostor; even the real Qing Ge would probably find this situation headache-inducing, right?

But it might make no difference to him with his disposition.

He would simply bulldoze through.

Regrettably, Lu Qingshan couldn’t afford to be as brazen as Qing Ge.

"Do you know why Father has summoned us this time?" he asked grimly.

"This humble one doesn’t know," the demon cultivator replied anxiously.

Lu Qingshan coldly swept his gaze over the cringing demon cultivator but eventually decided not to trouble him further.

He felt a bit saddened inside.

A Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator, in the presence of a mere Sixth Grade "Qing Ge," had to display such a subservient attitude.

No wonder they say the hierarchy of the Demon Race is rigid.

....

Domain Lord’s Mansion, in the council hall.

Seated in the principal seat was a "person".

He was a middle-aged "man" with an imposing gaze.

His frame was robust, his eyes deep, and his full head of hair was a dark golden color.

One could imagine the overwhelming presence he must have owned in his youth.

Ao Ren Demon Venerable.

The terrifying entity that suppressed the Sen Luo King Realm.

Below the main seat, several seats were placed on both sides.

Now, the foremost seat on the left was already occupied.

It was a demon in silver armor.

His form was large, and although he appeared humanoid, it was evident at one glance that he was not of the Human Race; his muscles were bulging, the aura around him was wild, like a lurking beast.

This was Ao Ren Demon Venerable’s second son, Qing Ge’s second brother, Diao Feng.

"Your strength has improved recently, good," Ao Ren Demon Venerable glanced at Diao Feng and assessed his condition with a soft word of praise.

"Thank you, Father, for your compliment," Diao Feng replied evenly.

"Are you confident in reaching the rank of top Demon Marshal?" Ao Ren Demon Venerable asked further.

"If I can advance the ’Soldier’ Secret Art to the Second Seal Meeting, I should have the combat power of a top Demon Marshal," Diao Feng responded.

Among Sixth and Seventh Grade demon cultivators, the difference between those with high combat power and those with low is about one in ten.

In simple terms, it means that among every ten average Seventh Graders, only one can become a lower-ranked Demon Marshal.

Similarly, among every ten lower-ranked Demon Marshals, only one can become a high-ranking Demon Marshal.

This calculation reveals the scarcity of top Demon Marshals within the Demon Race.