Volume 13: Sword Immortal Chapter 25: There Will Be a War
There is a blood moon in the sky.
Due to the rapid expansion of population, the abyss has long been in a situation of resource scarcity.
Just as the development law of most races, the scarcer the resources, the more prominent the "rich-poor gap" within the race becomes.
Most of the resources in the abyss are controlled by powerful demons. Some small demons that are weak and have difficulty maintaining their bloodlines can only choose to step into the vast wasteland to seek the possibility of continuing their race.
There are as many races of the Abyss Demons as the stars in the sky.
In addition to the holy demon clans like the Soldier Demon Clan and the Asura Clan that rule an area, there are also countless small demon clans.
In the abyss, many small demons are wiped out every day due to various reasons, but no one cares.
Because these little demons are really too small. In the eyes of the Holy Demon Clan, they are not even qualified to be called cannon fodder. Whether they can be exterminated or not, let it be.
In the abyss, there is no concept of protecting "species diversity".
In the vast northwest wilderness, weeds cover the horizon and there is often no water source for thousands of miles.
This area was uninhabited thousands of years ago.
Later, some small demons could not find a suitable place to live, so they chose to migrate to the barren northwest land.
The Sithi demon tribe, with a total population of no more than two thousand, is one of the small demon tribes that have been forced into the northwest over the past thousand years.
Due to the barrenness of the northwest land, the Sith demon tribe has been living a nomadic life similar to that of grassland herdsmen in recent years, and only by constant migration can they barely support the continuation of their race.
This is an abandoned land. Under the blood-red sky, there is a vast wilderness, rare plants and animals, and a dilapidated camp. Everything reveals a deep sense of desolation.
A little girl, short, thin, and ragged, who looked very similar to humans except for some fine scales on her face, walked out of the dirty tent in small steps.
Her name is Abao, and she is a child of the Sith demon tribe.
The bloodline of the Xiti Demon Clan is very weak and does not have too many magical powers. Even the strongest of the entire Xiti Demon Clan is only of the third rank.
The weakness of their bloodline can be seen from their appearance. The appearance of the Siddhi demons is very similar to that of humans - humans are recognized as a race with extremely weak "initial values".
The Guangling Pass War, which was in full swing and was triggered by the Black Armor Domain, had nothing to do with the Xiti Demon Clan.
A tribe that cannot even guarantee its survival has nothing to do with war.
Due to the shortage of food, among the Sith demon tribe, regardless of gender, age or status, everyone has a clear division of labor and cannot be lazy. They have to collect water, collect manure, milk cows, feed animals, cut grass, shear wool, hunt... As long as they have the strength, there will be endless work to do.
Abao carried out a small bundle of hay-like fodder from another tent.
The barren land is unable to grow crops, so the staple food of the Siddhi tribe is meat and dairy products.
Meat comes from hunting, and dairy products come from a wild animal they raise that is similar to a cow but called a camel.
Po's mission is to feed these beasts.
The fodder was heavy, but Po seemed very relaxed - although the demon blood flowing in their bodies was very weak, that was only relative to other demons.
In fact, in terms of physical fitness alone, even if there is a long-term food shortage, they can be compared with the warriors among the human race who have practiced martial arts for a long time, or even be better.
This is the advantage of bloodline.
The reason why they have to live a nomadic life is because of food restrictions. The prey is always limited, and the fodder is also limited. Once it is exhausted, they have to find another place to survive.
But this time, they have been stationed in this new camp for many years.
Because they were very lucky, they found a vast lake in the wilderness, where grass grew vigorously and prey resources were extremely abundant.
…
After working for a long time, the men in the tribe returned carrying a huge beast, which caused cheers from the entire camp.
This was a rare successful hunt, enough to make this small demon tribe as satisfied as if it were a festival.
For small tribes that still lead a nomadic life, the method of cooking food is still very crude, which is to cut the meat into pieces and then put it in the pot.
The food was still cooking and the children took advantage of this rare leisure time to play.
Abao was among them, but she had the sharpest eyes and was the first to discover the stranger who appeared out of nowhere.
He was a young man with ordinary looks and a kind smile. No one knew what tribe of demons he belonged to, but they probably weren't powerful either, because the appearance of the stranger was very similar to theirs.
For the Sith demons, outsiders are very rare.
In this wilderness, many Siddhi demons have never seen any other demons except their own people from birth to death.
Although the Xiti tribe was small, they were very hospitable and warmly welcomed the strange guest.
Of course, their food can’t really be described as delicious. To say that it’s barely edible would be an exaggeration because there is basically no seasoning.
But outsiders are not picky.
After the meal, the tribe's chief, the only third-rank demon cultivator of the Sithi demon clan, finally asked about the origins of the outsider.
"From the far east," the stranger whispered. "There was a fierce war there, and many people lost their homes and had to leave their homeland."
The outsider was actually Lu Qingshan. After killing Demon Lord Hanxuan and causing chaos in the Beiyao Kingdom, he fled to the wilderness and stopped causing trouble for the time being, preparing to disappear for a while.
Because, on the second day after leaving Hanxuan City, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart and had a bad feeling.
On a whim.
The high-level cultivators have powerful spirits and outstanding sensing abilities, so they have the ability to sense sudden impulses and vaguely sense some disasters and misfortunes that have not yet arrived.
Lu Qingshan's Tribulation Realm Soul is comparable to that of a Venerable Realm cultivator, so naturally he also possesses this ability.
He did not hesitate and immediately left the heart of the Beiyao Kingdom and chose to enter a deserted wilderness to temporarily avoid disaster.
"War...it's really terrible." The patriarch actually didn't understand all this. He had been living in this wilderness throughout his limited life, but he had rich life experience.
"I have seen a 'war' between two groups of wild beasts in the wilderness. Once the war starts, it cannot be stopped. Even the Beast King cannot stop it. It can only be a fight to the death."
"Yes," Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "You are right."
This is the nature of war.
Therefore, he never thought about whether there was any other way between the Abyss and the Sky except war.
"I believe there must be other ways to go besides war" - that's just meaningless talk from the protagonist in the hot-blooded comics, a trick to deceive children.
Now that the war has begun, the only way to end it is to fight.
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For the next two days, Lu Qingshan did not leave and chose to stay in this small demon tribe.
He watched coldly the hard life and tedious work of the entire small tribe.
In order to ensure the tribe's food source, the demons of the Siddhi tribe need to constantly change their settlements.
But this kind of thing is too risky. During the migration, if one is unlucky and encounters a powerful monster, it will bring disaster to the tribe.
Even in the barren wilderness, encountering powerful monsters is not uncommon.
Therefore, in the wilderness, small tribes like the Siddhi tribe were wiped out every day.
But if they do not migrate, then staying in the original settlement where resources are exhausted means waiting for destruction to come.
They had no choice.
Isn’t the experience of the Sith tribe a microcosm of the entire abyss demon clan?
"Huang" has appeared, and the demons have no other choice but to find a new habitat before they fall completely into the abyss.
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The sun sets.
Lu Qingshan lay on a small mound next to the Xiti tribe, closed his eyes and rested, his mind wandering in the sky.
Occasionally, a bird of prey would fly across the sky, making a sharp cry, and all around, there would be the sound of breeze blowing through the wild grass.
Not far away, there were the laughter of a group of children from the Sitti tribe and the mooing of camels.
But at a certain moment, all the sounds disappeared.
Everything is quiet.
Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.
The blood moon in the sky was reflected in his eyes.
He stood up slowly, his face showing ripples like water waves.
Then, his originally ordinary appearance changed into a face that could be considered handsome even in the eyes of the demons.
He is as handsome as a banished immortal.
Lu Qingshan looked down.
The once bustling Sitti tribe has become a dead place.
All the demons, without any warning, lay on the ground in a mess, without any sound.
All dead.
Not only the demons, but all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles died inexplicably at this moment and became a dead place.
He was the only survivor in this deadly place.
Lu Qingshan raised his right hand.
A moment later.
In his hand, a dark black sword appeared.
Along with him, there was also a Shura.
In other words , he is a Shura King.
He was wearing black armor, had a dark complexion, and a sturdy figure. He looked at Lu Qingshan with a smile.
"Finally I found you ," he said.
"So it's you, the Sword Sect leader... Lu Qingshan," he carefully examined Lu Qingshan's appearance and said, "Why don't you disguise your appearance this time? Could it be that you know you are going to die and want to die with your true appearance and know clearly?"
"Although you are not a human, you should speak like a human being." Lu Qingshan said calmly.
"Rāhu's huge hands cover the obstacles, Bhimacitra has nine heads, and Vāya is brave and strong, but you are none of them. Rāhīna's roar is like thunder, so you are quite worthy of being so noisy."
"So, I should call you Luo Qiantuo."
Luo Qiantuo was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, almost laughing to tears, "As expected, he is the one who can destroy Futu King City. Interesting, interesting!"
To be honest, he was not very happy about being sent back by Luohou to clean up Luojia's mess, and he was always upset.
But now, he is in a good mood.
He was not angry at Lu Qingshan's words.
On the contrary, he quite likes to listen to these unfunny jokes.
It's like adding seasoning to a tasteless dish, which suddenly becomes appetizing.
After all, it's no fun to kill a lamb that has no power to resist.
…
Lu Qingshan had thought that sooner or later he would be targeted by the Shura King of the Black Armor Domain and would be in real danger, but he did not expect it to come so soon.
But he doesn't regret it.
This is his choice.
In life , there are some battles that are unavoidable and must be faced.
Even though the Shura King was a mountain to him at this moment, standing in front of him, Lu Qingshan would grit his teeth and charge towards it, even if he would be torn to pieces, he would smash it with his own bones.
Once he climbs over this mountain, he will be truly invincible.
Then, the purple-gold sword light spread out in an instant.
