Spare Me, Great Lord!

Chapter 148: Cultivating Sword with Effort (11) The main objective of this meeting wasn’t to recruit students like Lu Shu and Cao Qingci, but to discuss how to proceed with the exploration of the remains in the pothole.

If every site of remains had a relic, given that this place was the heart of the remains, and that mysterious sightings were the most abundant here, the relic must be down there. It was really a giveaway question this time.

When someone thought about giveaway questions, they once again contributed distress points to Lu Shu. Lu Shu kept his usual smile and didn’t have any visible reaction.

“Let’s see what’s under there first,” Class C Zhong Yutang said, “Can the newly invented drone be operated here?”

A practitioner at the side, carrying a silver box, shook his head, “Still not working.”

Lu Shu was stunned. There’s even technology for exploring?! But it seemed like all battery-powered equipment couldn’t be used inside the remains. His own phone had run out of battery so he didn’t try it and as for the corpses of the students he passed by, Lu Shu did not go and bother them as a form of respecting the dead.

He only overheard about it at the canyon from Liu Xuanyu and the rest that after coming in, all signal-dependant equipment could no longer be used.

Zhong Yutang thought for a moment, “Then let me use my sword manipulation to explore.”

A group of people came to the pothole as a small flying sword flew out from Zhong Yutang’s body and disappeared into the pothole,

Lu Shu was curious. So a sword could be manipulated as a drone? His own level must be extremely low as he could only bring out about 10-20% of the corpsedog’s true powers. Besides killing capabilities, his corpsedog was worse in every other aspect…

After asking Liu Xuanyu, he found out that a Class C’s sword manipulation wasn’t achieved within a day. It required painstaking effort to cultivate a sword of your own and to practice this cultivation every single day.

Lu Shu asked curiously, “You can only cultivate one?”

Liu Xuanyu thought for a long time, “You can cultivate a few but I heard that cultivating too much would cause a lack of blood…”

Lu Shu was disappointed, what exactly is lack of blood?

But it seemed like his corpsedog did not require any form of cultivation and that it was breathing the same celestial energy as the stars. Should I go back and try using some effort?

Seems like staying with the heavenly network has its benefits. At least I could gain more knowledge.

But… could it be that every nebula would develop a flying sword like corpsedog? Wouldn’t that be really awesome? If the second nebula would develop another sword of the seven instincts, he still wouldn’t be on par with an actual Class C practitioner. But this way, he could have an idea of his potential.

Previously, he was thinking about how they always said that ‘a sword could travel a thousand miles to take people’s heads’ in movies. But being a thousand miles apart, what if you got the wrong head?

But he now understood that a flying sword could be infused with the user’s senses… Lu Shu’s mind functions very weirdly compared to the rest and always noticed things that others wouldn’t…

A frown appeared on Zhong Yutang’s face as his sword disappeared into the pothole. Within two minutes, the flying sword had returned to his body.

“The pothole isn’t too deep, probably about a hundred meters deep. But there’s another cave down there and I encountered an uncountable number of ghosts. I’m afraid we’d have to wait for Heavenly King Li to be back before taking action!” Zhong Yutang said in a serious tone, “The remains in this place is unusual. Its strength far exceeds the other places and there may be more changes. Let’s wait… but I don’t know if we can wait till…”

All the heavenly network practitioners were disappointed. Why can’t the heavenly king be more reliable? Who knew what he was currently up to?

At this moment, Lu Shu’s eyes lit up at the knowledge of an uncountable number of ghosts. He didn’t seem to be… afraid of these things!

…

The plan was temporarily laid aside as Lu Shu started to check his distress points record details. There were too much.

Lighting up the sixth start requires 160k distress points. After he had just spend 80k on lighting up the fifth star, he had once again amassed 40k distress points… The remain was a wonderful place. If only there weren’t this many casualties.

Lu Shu leaned against a stone wall where there wasn’t anyone else. Although he and Cao Qingci were the center of attention in the daoyuan class and both of them were people would couldn’t fit in with the rest, the reason behind the misfit was entirely different…

Lu Shu quickly looked through his records and the more he looked, the more depressing the situation seemed. He saw 9 different Japanese names.

This time, the affected area was huge. It covered the entire core of the remains which meant that within the 6000+ people inside, there were 9 spies.

Not to accuse anyone with a Japanese name as a spy as they could be overseas students, but at this point in time, there were too many different characters around Lu Shu. Lu Shu also knew that the selection of daoyuan students had a stringent process which would filter out overseas students. This meant that overseas students wouldn’t be able to enter the daoyuan class.

Even though Lu Shu knew about the existence of 9 spies within them, he couldn’t tell anyone and had no leads as to where to start looking. The affected area was too broad…

When the number of people contributing distress points reached a certain extent, the revelation of the real names was of little help… there was no way to tell who was who!

As Lu Shu looked at the records, he suddenly remembered something, why haven’t I seen Liu Li or Jiang Shuyi?

Sh*t, could they have been caught up in trouble outside? If the people he was most familiar with had met with an unprecedented death, Lu Shu would be devastated.

Even when it came to Liu Li, Lu Shu did not wish for him to die in this place. In a life or death situation, the conflicts he had with Liu Li were insignificant.

At this moment, there were sounds of leaves rustling coming from the canyon pathway beside Lu Shu. There were also sounds of heavy footsteps…

Lu Shu peeked into the pathway and say Li Yixiao carrying two huge trees and a spear, taking big strides towards the heart of remains…

Aren’t those… green fruit trees?!

Lu Shu wasn’t happy. He had originally wanted to pull out the tree that harvested the squirrel’s fruits himself but he didn’t!

Lu Shu and Li Yixiao met face to face at the end of the canyon.

“Little bro, that image of yours is really exaggerated!” Li Yixiao saw Lu Shu’s gold chains and watches and said.

“From Li Yixiao’s distress, +188…”

Lu Shu saw the scene of Li Yixiao carrying two fruit trees and laughed, “You’re no better.”