This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 927 - 9 Tai’an, Hard to Find Peace

The sky was clear and bright.

A streak of radiance descended from the sky, breaking through the clouds to enter the airspace of a place known as Huishan.

This was a high mountain located around Tai’an City.

Huishan was rarely visited, exceptionally peaceful and profound.

A stream wound around the mountain range like a jade belt.

Lu Qingshan, arriving by sword control, hovered high in the air, extending his divine sense downward.

The mountain was strewn with hawthorn trees.

There were very few buildings in the mountain, with only an ancient Taoist temple at the mountainside.

"It looks like another wasted trip?"

Lu Qingshan furrowed his brows, then had a thought, and led Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu directly towards the temple.

With a flicker of sword light, the three of them were already inside the temple.

The temple seemed long deserted, with withered yellow leaves accumulating throughout the courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, there was also an ancient well.

Beside the well, there was also a hawthorn tree, though weather-beaten and sun-drenched, it looked unappealing.

Lu Qingshan observed his surroundings.

The two sisters also looked around, but as they did so, their large eyes gradually filled with mist.

"Master, this is the Qingfeng Sect, where a Taoist grandpa used to live. Father often brought me and my sister here to play..." Lin Chuyi said with pursed lips.

Lin Shiwu nodded vigorously, pointed at the old well, and said, "Back then, my sister and I loved throwing hawthorns into the well... Father would scold us when he saw..."

"But now, the Taoist grandpa is gone, father is gone, and mother is gone too..." Lin Shiwu pouted, her eyes red.

Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment, sighed, and gently ruffled their heads, finally placing a handful of hawthorns on the wellhead, "I’ll go out and look around, you wait here for me."

.....

Leaving the temple, Lu Qingshan wandered around the mountain, his mood gradually growing heavy.

Who could have thought that the Qingfeng Sect he had been desperately searching for was really around Tai’an City.

Perhaps it was destiny or something else, after leaving the boundary of the Netherworld, they appeared in the area where the Qingfeng Sect once stood.

One can only say that sometimes you can’t see the forest for the trees.

If it weren’t for Lin Chuyi’s question that enlightened him, Lu Qingshan might not have realized it even now.

It’s like the saying, "Oranges born in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while those born in the north are wild oranges."

This illustrates the impact of natural geography on fruits.

The Central Heavenly Realm is extremely vast, and along with the presence or absence of abundant spiritual energy, the taste of the same fruit varies greatly in different places.

However, the two sisters had once said that the taste of candied hawthorns in Tai’an City was exactly the same as the hawthorns from their home.

Could this indicate that the Qingfeng Sect was most likely around Tai’an City?

This is the most reasonable explanation.

So he returned to his old haunts, finding the hawthorn-rich Huishan near Tai’an City.

Facts proved his guess was correct.

But...

According to Chuyi and Shiwu, this was originally the location of the Qingfeng Sect’s mountain gate.

But now, looking around, apart from the lone temple on the mountainside, no other buildings remained.

The sect that once existed, not just the people, but even the objects, were now but a shadow of their former selves.

"No wonder..."

The Central Heavenly Realm spans countless miles. Vast as it is, yet for thousands of years, so many of the human race were sold into the Demon Domain without detection, not merely due to its broad territory.

More importantly, these human traitors concealed their aftermath expertly.

They could entirely erase the traces of a sect from this world.

Not just physically, but also in terms of information.

In the intelligence archive of the Zhi Shou Lou, the Qingfeng Sect never existed here.

This is the scariest part.

The power of the villain behind the scenes is unimaginable.

Lu Qingshan’s eyes were sharp as knives.

The Sword Sect’s base is in the Eastern Domain. Although it also has its intelligence channels in the Central Heavenly Realm, it clearly couldn’t pay attention to a little-known, insignificant Qingfeng Sect.

"Looks like I still need to visit the Heavenly Secret Pavilion." he murmured.

In the Central Heavenly Realm, where the Great Xia Imperial Clan reigns unchallenged, only the Heavenly Secret Pavilion can stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Only by leveraging the intelligence and power of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion can he unravel this conspiracy and eradicate this blight.

"However, before that, I can first make a trip to Tai’an City."

With the Qingfeng Sect located not far from Tai’an City, there should be quite a few people in the city who know about the Qingfeng Sect.

Perhaps they can erase traces of the Qingfeng Sect’s existence, but they absolutely cannot erase it from the memories of these people.

....

Lu Qingshan returned to the temple.

Inside the temple, the two sisters’ big eyes were still red and swollen.

They were gently tossing the handful of hawthorns placed by the well into the old well.

It was like a ritual, a ceremony to mourn their deceased family.

The well was deep, each hawthorn thrown in made no sound at all.

Just like the Central Heavenly Realm under the control of the sinister forces, over thousands of years, who knows how many humans were swallowed without making a sound or causing a ripple.

"Master..." seeing Lu Qingshan return, the two sisters quickly wiped their tears and obediently walked to his side.

To them, Lu Qingshan, who rescued them from the hands of the demon race, was not just their master, but more like their family.

The two sisters didn’t know much, but they understood this matter was very dangerous. If Lu Qingshan kept pursuing it, something dangerous might happen.

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