This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

The mighty river meanders, the water rushes fiercely, and the chaotic rocks follow the flow.

On both sides, Qingshan stands in guard, and the entire course of the river resembles the slender waist of a woman suddenly tightened, becoming narrow and turbulent, the roaring water casts white foam everywhere.

A gigantic sailboat slowly sails by, heading upstream.

A young man stands at the bow, clad in shining armor, looking valiant and spirited.

The Qing Vein, Xia Yongzhen.

As the boat travels halfway up the river, the waves grow even more turbulent.

But at this moment, the sailboat comes to an abrupt stop.

Xia Yongzhen stands calmly on the deck, looking at the rushing waters below, a glimmer of coldness flickers in his eyes.

After a moment, he suddenly lets out a discontented snort.

And with the fall of his snort, a mighty wave suddenly rises beneath the turbulent surface.

The roaring waters spew white foam, and a massive black shadow appears underwater, as if something terrifying is about to emerge.

The next moment, with a hum, a huge Jiao dragon, covered in black scales and crowned with horns, breaks through the water, manifesting within the spraying waves.

Its eyes are as large as two lanterns, dark and shiny, staring at the stern-faced Xia Yongzhen, and after a moment, it slowly lowers its head, uttering in a muffled voice, "Jiao King of the Overturning River greets the Lord."

Xia Yongzhen looks coldly at the Jiao King of the Overturning River before him. For the moment, he has no intention of quibbling over its earlier negligence and tricks, getting straight to the point, "I've come this time to request your help in killing someone."

"Kill someone, who?" The Jiao King's eyes flash with confusion.

"A Sword Cultivator, a Sword Cultivator of the Fifth Realm." Xia Yongzhen utters each word slowly.

"Why would such a trivial Fifth Realm Sword Cultivator need the Lord to personally come seek me?" The Jiao King of the Overturning River is not foolish.

"This Fifth Realm Sword Cultivator has a very high status. It's difficult for me to kill him personally and peacefully afterward." Xia Yongzhen speaks in a deep voice.

"But you are different. In our Human Realm, you come and go alone, without attachments. After killing him, you can hide by changing to another river."

"In our vast Human Realm, who could find you then?"

"This way...." The Jiao King seems pensive.

"Moreover, I need you to kill him openly, in front of everyone," Xia Yongzhen adds.

The reason for this is that he still harbors many fears regarding Lu Qingshan and doesn't wish to expose himself.

"The Sword Sect, Xia Daoyun...." Intense apprehension flashes in Xia Yongzhen's eyes.

The Qing King assigned him the task of dealing with Lu Qingshan, but he still harbors many concerns.

The higher one's status and the more impressive one's cultivation, the more one understands the terrifying nature of the Sword Sect and Xia Daoyun's names.

"The Sword Sect has always been immensely domineering, and Xia Daoyun, that woman, is famously ruthless. No one who provokes her ends well...."

Xia Yongzhen squints his eyes, a cold glint emerges, "If it weren't a last resort, I still wouldn't want to provoke her."

"And this Lu Qingshan happens to be Xia Daoyun's chief disciple, and also her only disciple. Women are always the most protective..." He gazes afar at the mountains and rivers, as if seeing Xia Daoyun's peerlessly stunning figure, and involuntarily swallows.

"Hence, using a borrowed blade to kill is the right strategy. It is crucial to ensure that everyone sees Lu Qingshan die at the mouth of the dragon, ensuring it won't be traced back to me."

Xia Yongzhen's mind is extremely sinister.

At this moment, the Jiao King of the Overturning River shakes his head, shaking off a lot of water droplets, "Recently, I've been concentrating on my cultivation, aiming to enter the Seventh Realm, it's difficult to spare the time."

As a great demon at the peak of the Sixth Grade, killing a Fifth Realm Sword Cultivator is a trifle.

But understanding Xia Yongzhen, the Jiao King knows this matter is definitely not simple, there must be hidden complexities.

And with its focus on breaking through, it genuinely does not wish to create any trouble at this crucial time.

Hence, it chooses to refuse.

Xia Yongzhen had anticipated the Jiao King's response.

"Indeed, so cunning, not one to act without seeing a rabbit," he coldly laughs to himself.

"Do you know why I want him dead?" Xia Yongzhen suddenly asks.

The Jiao King is taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"This man has somehow acquired a message, investigating the matter of the blood exchange trade."

"Although we believe the blood exchange trade has been executed flawlessly, without flaw, to ensure absolute safety, we definitely cannot allow him to investigate further."

"The secrecy of the blood exchange trade's importance, surely you are even more aware than I am." Xia Yongzhen speaks quietly.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing these words, the Jiao King finally begins to take this matter seriously.

Its entire body shimmered, and the massive Jiao King was instantly enveloped in a layer of black light.

In a flash, it transformed into a burly middle-aged man, landing on the deck.

Frowning, the Jiao King in human form looked at Xia Yongzhen, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "This matter has been conducted safely for so many years, how could a variable suddenly arise?"

Xia Yongzhen shook his head coldly, "I am not very clear on the specifics either, but with so many methods in this world, wanting to make it airtight and ensure no accidents is impossible."

A shadow crossed his eyes as he spoke softly, "However, being discovered through rumors or mishaps has happened before, but as long as it's promptly handled, it will be fine."

Nipping the danger in the bud.

The Jiao King nodded, nothing more.

Then, he seriously asked, "What's the specific situation with this sword cultivator."

By asking this, it meant he was ready to take action.

He had no choice but to act.

If he didn't take action, any accidents that occurred would result in his master behind the scenes not letting him off easily.

The Jiao King understood this very well.

"This individual is Lu Qingshan, known as the strongest in the Fourth Realm, a disciple of the Sword Sect, with extraordinary sword skills, unparalleled talent!

He once, in the Nascent Soul Stage, reversed and slew a Divinity Transformation Initial Stage sword cultivator. Until now, outsiders still do not know how he accomplished this, it is only determined he must have an exceedingly powerful ace up his sleeve!"

"However, he has only been advancing into Void Refining for less than a year, so he has not been listed on the Mysterious Ranking.

But judging from his past battle achievements and talent, his cultivation might have greatly improved, even potentially making it on the Mysterious Ranking, he is not to be underestimated."

"Potentially making it on the Mysterious Ranking?" The Jiao King sneered disdainfully and said, "So what? Even the number one on the Mysterious Ranking is definitely not my match, why would I be afraid of this little sword cultivator who has just entered Void Refining for a year?"

Xia Yongzhen did not refute the Jiao King's words.

There was nothing, the gap between the Fifth Realm and the Sixth Realm was indeed vast, even described as a chasm would not be an exaggeration.

And the Jiao King before him was at the pinnacle of the Sixth Grade realm, an outstanding figure among the Sixth Grade demon tribe, possessing incomparably formidable strength, rare among those in the Sixth Realm who could defeat him.

If the Jiao King takes action, there cannot exist a Fifth Realm cultivator in the world who he cannot kill.

This Xia Yongzhen had no doubt about.

"I trust in your methods, then leave this Lu Qingshan to you. Make sure when taking action the momentum is grand, let others see it was the demon tribe that killed him.

And once you kill this Lu Qingshan, flee immediately, do not stay out of complacency." Xia Yongzhen reminded again.

"I naturally understand," the Jiao King nodded, then asked again, "When and where should I act?"

"No rush for now," Xia Yongzhen shook his head, revealing a strange smile, "I will give you a location, you just wait there, by then, this Lu Qingshan will naturally deliver himself."

As he spoke, Xia Yongzhen waved his hand, water droplets splashing, sketching a pattern in the air.

On the pattern, a youth appeared, with elegant brows and eyes, an extraordinary temperament, and unparalleled beauty.

"This is that Lu Qingshan, take a good look at him."

The Jiao King glanced at the image of Lu Qingshan sketched by the water droplets, sneering, "Easily recognizable in your human race's terms, just a pretty boy."

"This is no pretty boy, but a formidable character with real skills under his belt." Xia Yongzhen said lightly.

"A formidable character?" The Jiao King couldn't help but mock.

"Let's not delay, this king shall now set out to meet this formidable character." He added.

"Go ahead." Xia Yongzhen didn't mind.

The Jiao King hesitated no more, leaping up and leaving the bow of the deck, transforming instantly into a black Jiao dragon in mid-air, fleeing into the distance.

Watching the Jiao King's massive silhouette disappear from sight, Xia Yongzhen exhaled a long breath, murmuring, "Lu Qingshan, come receive the big surprise I have prepared for you."

"Originally with a boundless future, capable of becoming one of the future pillars of the human race, yet insist on seeking a dead end...." He thought of something, clenching his fists, "Our Qing Vein's affairs, how could you possibly manage them?"

As the words fell, Xia Yongzhen stomped a foot, his figure soared into the sky, flying in a direction completely opposite to the Jiao King.

A few moments later.

Crack, crack.

Cracks quickly spread across the hull of the ship, and this massive, sturdy sailboat instantly collapsed and disintegrated.

The fragments clattered downwards, floating on the river's surface, quickly swept away by the swift water currents, disappearing without a trace.

The river's surface gradually returned to its former appearance.