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This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 496 - 21 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 1)_2
Chapter 496: Chapter 21 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 1)_2
“Hmm, sure,” Lu Qingshan said with a smile and nodded, then stood up shakily.
He wasn’t a Body Cultivator with bulging muscles, but as a former Nascent Soul Cultivator, his physical quality was naturally much better than that of ordinary people.
After a brief rest, his body was still covered with a thick layer of scabs, but he had already regained his ability to move.
Qin Yitian hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Qingshan’s arm, and Yang Qing’er, though shy, also came forward to help him.
As the tent flap was lifted, the sight that greeted Lu Qingshan was a group of men in sheepskin clothing, triumphantly carrying a huge chunk of meat back to camp.
It seemed to be quite a successful hunt.
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For a small and impoverished tribe like the ‘Sheep’ tribe, there was no such thing as frying or sautéing when it came to cooking food.
Firstly, they weren’t that fancy, and secondly, they didn’t have spices.
They just cut the meat into fist-sized pieces and threw it into a giant iron pot.
Soon, the scent of the meat spread throughout the small camp.
Indeed, the ‘Sheep’ tribe still adhered to the communal system of sharing meals; if there was food, everyone ate together, and if not, everyone starved together.
Yang Qing’er supported Lu Qingshan, watching the boiling pot of meat and unconsciously swallowing her saliva.
For the children of the materially deprived ‘Sheep’ tribe, nothing was more important than eating.
In front of the large pot, all the people of the tribe lined up with bowls in hand, while the women handled the cooking.
Women and children could get one piece of meat, while adult men could get two large pieces.
“Go line up,” Lu Qingshan said, ruffling Yang Qing’er’s messy hair with a smile.
The little girl was already drooling with anticipation, but she insisted on supporting Lu Qingshan.
“But…” Yang Qing’er hesitated.
“It’s okay, here’s Yitian supporting me,” Lu Qingshan said.
Reassured, Yang Qing’er hurriedly joined the queue.
She was still just a child, after all.
An old man came over with two clay bowls and handed them to Qin Yitian and Lu Qingshan.
The bowls contained two chunks of meat and some hard, ripped-up naan soaked in them.
“I am the clan leader of this tribe,” the Sheep Clan Leader introduced himself.
This was a Qi Refinement ninth layer Body Cultivator.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the old man and discerned his cultivation level.
He did not refuse the Sheep Clan Leader’s kindness and accepted the clay bowl.
This bowl, although considered a feast for the ‘Sheep’ tribespeople, was not particularly tasty to Lu Qingshan; it consisted of just some wild greens without any other seasonings or spices, making it very bland.
And those hard pieces of naan, even soaked in the broth, were still stiff and hard to swallow,
but Lu Qingshan still drank up all the broth.
“The honored guest must not be from around here,” the Sheep Clan Leader said, his wrinkled face breaking into a slight smile.
“From the east,” Lu Qingshan meant the Eastern Domain.
But the Sheep Clan Leader obviously could not imagine that far, and he nodded as if he understood but clearly did not, “That is indeed a far place.”
“The injuries you’ve suffered are severe, would you like to stay here and rest for a while longer?” The Sheep Clan Leader did not ask Lu Qingshan why he was here or how he got injured.
It was wisdom brewed from years of experience.
Lu Qingshan thought for a moment and finally nodded, “This place is quiet and secluded, and the injuries I’ve sustained indeed need time to heal. If possible, I’d like to stay here for a few more days; I hope it won’t trouble the Sheep Clan Leader?”
The Sheep Clan Leader laughed, “No trouble at all, no trouble at all.”
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The Sheep Clan Leader assigned a tent to Lu Qingshan as his dwelling, and Lu Qingshan temporarily stayed in the ‘Sheep’ tribe.
In the ‘Sheep’ tribe, apart from children under the age of four or five, there were no idle people; even Yang Qing’er had to go out during the day to gather wild grasses to feed the tribe’s sheep.
Only at night did the people of the tribe have some time for themselves.
That night.
Lu Qingshan sat in front of the campfire, lost in thought.
Yang Qing’er cautiously sat next to Lu Qingshan, looking somewhat embarrassed.
“Sir…”
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Qing’er’s eyes filled with longing, and she timidly asked, “Could you tell me about the outside world?”
“The outside world…” Lu Qingshan looked at Yang Qing’er with interest and slowly said, “The outside world is vast and wide, with fox spirits, water monsters, River Gods, Dragon Kings in the sea, Taoist Cultivators seeking immortality on land, and Sword Cultivators who can slash through the Nine Heavens with one stroke, refine a Flying Sword to slay enemies from miles away, or master a Sword Technique to dominate far and wide…”
Lu Qingshan tailored the stories to the girl’s fascination, mixing truth with fiction as he told her a few tales of swordsmen.
“Swordsmen…” Yang Qing’er’s eyes sparkled, “Slaying enemies from miles away, dominating far and wide…”
“Sir, you must be a Sword Cultivator, aren’t you?” Yang Qing’er suddenly asked.
“Why do you think so?” Lu Qingshan was taken aback.
“Just a feeling, I feel like Sir must be one,” Yang Qing’er fiddled with the hem of her dress, then cautiously offered her guess.
“You guessed right,” Lu Qingshan ruffled Yang Qing’er’s hair, suddenly taking an interest, “Want to learn?”
“Hmm?”
“The ways of the Sword Cultivator.”
“Ah?!” Yang Qing’er was excited yet hesitant, “Can I learn it? But Grandfather Clan Leader told me my body is weak and not suited for cultivation…”
“That’s the path of the Body Cultivator,” Lu Qingshan didn’t explain the differences in cultivation systems to the young girl but just smiled and said, “The path of the Sword Cultivator is different from that of Body Cultivation; it only considers the cultivator’s spiritual nature towards the sword, not the physical body or Blood Qi.”