Chapter 467: Chapter 11: Sand Bandits? Kill Bandits!

The Vulture Elder flew toward his destination with two subordinates.

As they approached Giant Bear City,

“Boss, Ju Dao, Ze Du,” a tall, middle-aged male cultivator appeared.

He didn’t wear a turban around his head, thus revealing his shiny scalp. Clad in a Buddhist robe, his face was covered with a beard.

It was the nefarious monk of the Sand Sea, Qi Luo.

The two subordinates that the Vulture Elder brought with him were also skilled members of the Sand Bandits lineage.

‘Netherworld Evil Blade’ Ju Dao, ‘Blood Soul’ Ze Du.

Both were Nascent Soul Late Stage Body Cultivators.

From this, it was apparent that the status within the Sand Bandits lineage was extremely high.

The death of their comrade had prompted the deployment of the Vulture Elder and three of the eight leaders to personally attend.

The Vulture Elder’s voice was hoarse as he asked, “What’s the situation with that Sword Cultivator now?”

“He entered Giant Bear City half a day ago and hasn’t left since,” Qi Luo reported respectfully, “Boss, what should we do now? Should we just storm into the city and kill him on the spot?”

“That is not a wise move,” the Vulture Elder’s eyes were full of shadows as he shook his head, addressing his three subordinates, “Though we do not fear the Bear Clan, we can’t be too reckless.

If we act directly within the city, I fear our nine tribes will no longer be able to shelter us. Keep monitoring that Sword Cultivator. As soon as he leaves the city, strike him down immediately!”

“Yes, Boss!” The three Nascent Soul Cultivators, notorious killers among the Sand Bandits’ leaders, dared not meet the chilling gaze of the Vulture Elder.

……

As the Vulture Elder and his cultivator subordinates reached a few miles outside Giant Bear City and laid in ambush, Lu Qingshan was leaving a shop called Myriad Treasures Pavilion within the city.

This time, he had almost bought out all the high-rank Lightning Avoidance Artifacts openly on sale in Giant Bear City.

“The goal of this trip is almost achieved and time has passed quite a bit. By the speed of the Sand Bandits, they should probably be nearby by now,” Lu Qingshan murmured.

A day had almost passed since he entered the city.

These bandits, desperate fugitives with no small skill and familiar with the terrain of the Mogao Desert, had sufficient time to prepare everything.

Lu Qingshan’s intention to kill was chilling as he no longer hesitated and directly left the city.

Just after he left the city, within the core area of Giant Bear City, a Great Cultivator from the Bear Clan murmured, “That Sword Cultivator has left the city.”

“The Vulture Elder should already be outside the city waiting, right?”

“It should be so.”

“Clan Leader, if that Sword Cultivator and the Vulture Elder engage, should we help, perhaps even take the opportunity to eliminate the Vulture Elder…”

“Are you out of your mind? The Vulture Elder is known as the first man of Mo Gao; it would take a united effort from Clan Leaders of all nine tribes to have a chance to besiege him.

He’s merely a Nascent Soul Cultivator; you want the Clan Leader to intervene? If we offend the Vulture Elder with our Bear Clan involved, can you bear the responsibility?” someone scolded.

“Let’s see how things unfold first,” the resounding voice of the Bear Clan Leader echoed, “This Sword Cultivator is so audacious, perhaps he truly has some trump cards that could pose a threat to the Vulture Elder.

If there’s a chance to eradicate the Vulture Elder, I wouldn’t hesitate to act, to remove this calamity for all the tribes of Mo Gao!”

“Clan Leader Gao Yi!” the cultivators of the Bear Clan exclaimed.

……

No sooner had Lu Qingshan left the city than three terrifying auras burst forth from the desert, rushing madly and rapidly closing in, sending wave after wave of sound.

Whoo–Boom–

The sound traveled from afar to near, gradually turning into a roaring noise, howling like wind and thunder.

“The fish has bitten the hook,” Lu Qingshan’s expression finally turned serious for a moment as he coldly smiled looking towards the distant horizon.

There, an intense oppression was surging, and in the sky, three figures wreathed in Blood Qi revealed themselves.

“Quite bold indeed.” Seeing Lu Qingshan not fleeing from their assault, Qi Luo, the nefarious monk from the Sand Sea, bellowed, and a massive palm imprint descended from the sky.

The palm imprint was blood-colored.

But within the center of the palm, a faint Sanskrit symbol flickered, bearing tremendous pressure as if carrying the majesty of heaven and earth bearing down on Lu Qingshan.

Stirred, Lu Qingshan’s Peach Blossom flared from within him, like thunderous rush, surging forth to meet the blood-colored palm imprint.

Boom–

The emerald green Sword Light and the blood-colored palm imprint clashed in the sky.

In terms of size, they were as differing as a sewing needle to a palm.

Yet in such a disparity, it caused the blood-colored palm imprint to tremble violently before it shattered into a myriad of Spiritual Lights.

‘Nefarious Monk’ Qi Luo, ‘Netherworld Evil Blade’ Ju Dao, ‘Blood Soul’ Ze Du all visibly materialized.

“Indeed quite capable,” Qi Luo looked towards Lu Qingshan, his eyes still bearing a trace of wariness.

“With merely this trick, you can’t possibly trouble me,” Lu Qingshan said, his eyes flickering as he looked at the three leaders of the Sand Bandits.

“What, the Vulture Elder’s Direct Disciple is slain by me, and the Vulture Elder himself does not dare to come avenge his disciple, sending only you three wastes to die?”

“Sword Cultivator, you just blocked a casual strike from me, don’t be too arrogant,” Qi Luo shouted angrily, his gaze venomous, “To deal with you, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, there’s no need for the boss to personally act; it’s already honoring you that we three are doing it!”

Being able to establish such a significant force of Sand Bandits out of nothing in the Mogao Desert, this Vulture Elder was indeed extremely cautious.

A thought flashed through Lu Qingshan’s mind.

He was aware that the reason the Vulture Elder hadn’t shown himself was not truly because he hadn’t come; he guessed that the Elder was hidden in the shadows, observing the situation.

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