This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Four figures came to a stop before the Western Rat King and Mo Zhizhi.

Mo Zhizhi's eyes were rimmed red, and she stepped forward, hugging Mo Yan tightly and sobbing softly.

Mo Yan could only pat Mo Zhizhi's back gently, comforting her in a soft voice, "It's alright now, it's alright..."

Xue Zhuyong stood aside, silent.

Seeing this, Lu Qingshan chose not to say more, taking the Western Rat King with him and leaving the area first.

Some issues could only be resolved by those involved, and it wasn't suitable for outsiders to intervene.

...

Five days later.

Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian walked side by side, strolling along the streets of Jiaolong City.

No, it should be called Dragon Slaying City now.

The day after the Jiaolong Demon King fell into the Spiritual Abyss, the Saber Cultivator officially took over the city and renamed it Dragon Slaying City.

The streets were bustling with countless pedestrians, and market stalls surrounded the area, the spacious roads jam-packed.

Whether it was the commoners in coarse linen or the wealthy in silk, everyone walked with a broad smile on their faces and bright, hopeful eyes, a stark contrast to the previous gloominess.

Involuntarily, a sense of exhilaration rose in Lu Qingshan's heart.

After a few more steps, a colossal black iron statue of a Jiaolong, reaching a hundred feet tall, came into view.

Although the Saber Cultivator changed the city's name to Dragon Slaying City, the Sword Master decided to keep the Jiaolong statue.

In the past, the statue symbolized the Jiaolong Demon King's supreme status, but now it served to commemorate the cultivators who had sacrificed themselves for the dragon slaying and the boys and girls who had died during the ritual sacrifices.

It also carried a warning, reminding the humans on the island of their past subjugation by the Jiao Clan.

Before the statue, a couple stood with their child, looking up at the formidable Jiaolong.

Tears filled the father's eyes as he ran his large palm continuously over his child's head, murmuring, "It's all over now, it's all over, no one will take you away from us again..."

The child, naive and clueless as to why, only tugged at his father's sleeve, repeating, "Dad, don't cry, please don't cry..."

"Mom, look at Dad, why is he crying?" The child turned to seek comfort from his mother, only to realize that at some point, she too had tears streaming down her face.

"If our daughter in heaven could see this, she would surely rest in peace," the mother muttered, covering her heart.

Feeling utterly confused, the child didn't know what to make of the situation.

"Your dad and mom are happy, don't worry," said the father, rubbing his reddened eyes fiercely before reassuringly taking the small hand of his child.

The child looked up at his parents, who, despite red-rimmed eyes, were smiling brightly. Not thinking too much about it, the child unconsciously began to smile as well.

This was the meaning behind what Mo Yan and the Dragon Slaying Saber had achieved.

Murmured Lu Qingshan.

Laughter, the child's whining, and those bright, hopeful eyes filled with expectation...

All of these things brought an immense joy to Lu Qingshan.

He felt as if his heart had suddenly become enlightened.

For Sword Cultivators, when the heart is clear and joyful, Sword Intent arises naturally.

In that moment, a profound realization emerged, and he felt his mind transcend into a strange state.

In front of the Jiaolong statue, Lu Qingshan slowly closed his eyes.

It was as if he stood in a godly perspective, detached, experiencing scenes that surfaced in his mind, flitting by rapidly.

They were the things he saw and did after arriving on the island.

An invisible thread linked everything together, forming a complete cycle.

Qin Yitian stopped in her tracks.

She could feel an imperceptible elevation taking place within Lu Qingshan.

The influence of heaven and earth enveloped him, cleansing his mortal dust.

In her eyes, Lu Qingshan became spotless and translucent, like a pristine piece of jade.

After a brief moment, Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and met Qin Yitian's gaze. Within his dark pupils, a strange shimmer circulated, embodying a unique magnetic pull, enticing one to become immersed.

Qin Yitian's limpid eyes appeared entranced as he murmured, "Is it... causality?"

Lu Qingshan was startled and glanced at the data panel.

"Intent comprehension!..."

"...You have gained a partial understanding of the Causality Sword Intent!"

Causality Sword Intent (Incomplete: ?): One of the Primordial Intents...??

"It should be," Lu Qingshan nodded, then added, "However, it's just a slight touch of it."

"The hardest part of understanding an intent is the first realization. Now that you've started, it's possible to delve deeper into this understanding," Qin Yitian's eyes shone brightly as he spoke softly, "Causality Intent, it's one of the Primordial Intents..."

Hope also flickered in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

He was naturally aware of what Primordial Intent signified.

The power of intent, as one of the most powerful means for High Level Cultivators, is not only ever-changing and diverse but also has a very clear difference in strength according to the profundity of understanding.

The intents that ordinary cultivators comprehend are just very common ones, such as the Surge Intent, Wave Intent, etc. Their understanding of the forces of Heaven and Earth is just a very narrow area, and their power is not too astonishing.

But Causality Intent involves causality, one of the most powerful and mysterious Primordial Intents in the world.

Even at the peak of his previous life, he had mastered four intents, and the strongest was merely the precursor to the Destruction Intent, the Slaughter Sword Intent.

Who could have imagined that now, with just Foundation Establishment, he would come into contact with a Primordial Intent, and not just any, but the most mysterious Causality Intent.

Compared to ordinary intents, Primordial Intent is like the difference between Taoist Level Cultivation Techniques and ordinary Cultivation Techniques.

As Qin Yitian said, although this bit of understanding currently does not bring any benefits to him, what it represents is a bright path ahead, a possibility.

...

Half a month later.

In Jiaolong Port, three figures stood side by side.
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"Brother Lu, here are the materials you need." Mo Yan smiled as he handed over a storage bag to Lu Qingshan.

This was Dragon Slaying Saber's way of thanking Lu Qingshan for his repeated assistance in slaying dragons.

Lu Qingshan did not ask for Spirit Stones, but instead listed some Spirit Materials for the Dragon Slaying Saber.

All were materials he needed for the Refining Ritual of the Five Elements Sword Armor.

With the efforts of many cultivators from the sect, the Dragon Slaying Saber managed to gather most of the Spirit Materials Lu Qingshan needed in half a month's time.

"How are Shopkeeper Xue and Lady Mo now?" Lu Qingshan asked with some mischief.

Mo Yan wasn't angry with Lu Qingshan, but twitched his mouth and said, "After my mother found out that he fell into the Spiritual Abyss to save me, she forgave him."

"What about you?"

Mo Yan's expression stiffened, he was silent for a while and then muttered, "My mother has forgiven him, what more can I say..."

"Yan told me he sensed an extremely familiar Netherfire aura, but it's in the inner sea, so after some time, I'll be going out to sea with Yan to find this old acquaintance," Mo Yan, somewhat embarrassed by Lu Qingshan's teasing gaze, quickly changed the subject, "And since Yan's existence requires a Flame Domain environment, the place where the Netherfire is must be the most suitable for Yan. So even if it's not for the Netherfire, I still need to find the whereabouts of this Netherfire."

"Understood." Lu Qingshan nodded, feeling a touch of admiration in his heart.

He was sure that Mo Yan, a name he had never heard in his previous life, would definitely resonate throughout the Human Race in this life.

"It's just that I don't know how long it will be before we see each other again after this departure," Mo Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't worry, unless something unexpected happens, it probably won't be long before we meet again," Lu Qingshan said calmly.

"Hm?" Mo Yan was puzzled.

"Farewell amidst tall mountains and distant waters!" Without saying more to Mo Yan, Lu Qingshan leaped onto the large ship that had been waiting nearby for a long time.

Qin Yitian also followed suit.

Once Lu Qingshan boarded, the crew who had been ready swiftly raised the sails and set sail for the inland.

Mo Yan stood in place for a long time, watching as the lonely sail disappeared into the vast expanse of blue sky.

Wouldn't it be long before they met again?

Mo Yan mused to himself.

He knew well that Lu Qingshan was not a man to speak without reason. Since he had said so, there must be some cause, some confidence behind it.

But what sort of scene it would be when they met again, he did not know.

Mo Yan felt a sense of anticipation.