This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

"Hmm." Lu Qingshan responded, then asked another question, "Is this imprint from Chi Venerable really just a position-sensing imprint?"

Lu Qingshan was worried that there might be some hidden effects in the imprint that he wasn't aware of.

Like eavesdropping...

He had secrets, and these were what he feared most.

"Rest assured, for a future Demon Lord, Chi Venerable won't go too far with such things."

Shi Wu Demon Venerable glanced at Lu Qingshan and assured him, "It's the Spirit Heart Imprint, and its only function is to sense position."

Only then did Lu Qingshan feel relieved.

With everything settled, everyone was ready to leave.

Just before leaving, the Demon Venerables glanced at Lu Qingshan a few extra times, internally plotting something unknown.

.......

...

Lu Qingshan left the Sword Commanding Stage and quickly returned to his residence.

In the quiet room.

He held back the excitement in his heart and took a deep breath.

Finally, finally, he could solve Yitian's problem.

In the next moment, the Dragon Sparrow appeared in his hand.

The blazing red Dragon Sparrow had half of its blade stained with a dim black color, and murky demonic qi lingered around it.

The black-red contrast, just in terms of the color scheme, oddly looked quite pleasing.

But to Lu Qingshan, this half of black was glaringly intrusive.

This was demonic qi attempting to devour and assimilate Yitian's spirit.

Lu Qingshan could not tolerate this happening.

He had always been plagued by this thought.

And now, he could finally resolve this major concern.

Lu Qingshan released his hand, allowing the Dragon Sparrow to float in midair.

In the next moment, the Demon Suppressing appeared in his hand.

The obsidian-like blade flashed with a mysterious purple glow.

Lu Qingshan commanded, "Conceal the divine power."

Upon hearing this order, the Demon Suppressing emitted a sense of "aggrieved."

Lu Qingshan steeled himself and ignored it.

The Demon Suppressing was the Clan-Quelling Divine Arms, a Taoist Artifact, and one possessing complete divine power.

With his current cultivation, if he didn't let the Demon Suppressing conceal its divine power, at most he could forcefully wield it once or twice.

From this perspective.

The Demon Suppressing and Dragon Sparrow each had their pros and cons.

The Dragon Sparrow was stable, with its divine power gradually unlocking as his cultivation progressed, always in sync with him, but lacking the intimidation of a Taoist Artifact.

The Demon Suppressing was immensely powerful but couldn't be wielded too often due to the terrifying consumption it incurred, posing a risk of backlash.

If it concealed its divine power, it could be used as a regular magic artifact, but the issue was that this concealment wasn't partial—it was all or nothing.

In other words, the Demon Suppressing only had the options of fully displaying its divine power or having none at all.

And without divine power, its might was genuinely inferior to the Dragon Sparrow, which retained some divine power...

He didn't think too much about it.

Lu Qingshan, wielding the fully concealed Demon Suppressing, slashed diagonally at the suspended Dragon Sparrow.

In the next instant.

On the blade of the Demon Suppressing, numerous invisible sword teeth clamped together.

A sizzling sound emanated.

A murky black demonic qi seeped from the Dragon Sparrow instantly engulfed by the Demon Suppressing.

It indeed worked.

Lu Qingshan's face lit up with joy.

Next quickly.

The second sword.

The third sword.

The fourth sword.

.....

After seven consecutive strikes, the demonic qi that stuck to the bone like a gangrene had completely dissipated from the Dragon Sparrow's blade, vanishing without a trace.

The Dragon Sparrow returned to its original blazing red hue.

It should be fine now, right?

He focused his mind, tensely connecting with the Dragon Sparrow.

A moment later, Lu Qingshan relaxed.

That feeling of the Dragon Sparrow not as a weapon but as an extension of his own body, flesh, and blood...

Was back!

Lu Qingshan could no longer suppress his emotions.

He called softly but eagerly, "Yitian?"

"My lord, I'm here." A gleam shimmered along the Dragon Sparrow's blade and vanished in a flash.

In the next moment, a red mist rose from the Dragon Sparrow.

The mist dispersed, revealing a woman.

Her figure was elegant, wearing a light and flowing ancient dress, its hems rippling like flames.

With ruby lips and jade face, her demeanor was incomparably gentle and her gaze fondly fixed on Lu Qingshan.

Just like their first meeting at the Dragon Pool.

Lu Qingshan pressed his lips together, his heart surging with emotion, not knowing what to say.

In the end, he said:

"You've suffered."

Qin Yitian, all alone, confronting and battling the demonic qi in some unknown corner of the sword.

Such an ordeal would have been challenging even for him, let alone Qin Yitian.

"Not at all." Qin Yitian shook her delicate head.

Then she stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Lu Qingshan's waist, and gently embraced him, expressing her longing.

Her stature was tall, her breath softly brushing against Lu Qingshan's neck like a spring breeze, sweet and slightly moist, tickling like a tease.

"Because I know, my lord would definitely come to fetch me." Qin Yitian murmured softly in Lu Qingshan's ear.

"Hmm, of course." Lu Qingshan replied muffledly.

Soon after, Qin Yitian released Lu Qingshan and gently said, "My lord, can you tell me what happened during these days?"

Having reunited with Qin Yitian, Lu Qingshan felt truly satisfied.

Immediately, he recounted everything that had happened over these days in detail to Qin Yitian.

"So much has happened in just one month." Qin Yitian slightly parted her red lips, expressing surprise.

"As expected of my lord," she thought.

"Yitian, Master said part of your divine power was stripped away, do you remember where it is?" Lu Qingshan recalled this matter and couldn't help but ask.

"It's also because of this that it gave the demonic qi a chance to take advantage," he thought angrily.