Legend of the Great Sage

In a southern part of the Boundless mountains, a rat Daemon General and a den of rat daemons were swallowed by the space-devouring beast. They squealed at the top of their lungs. As they rolled through the Heaven Climbing Vine, one of them even called out, “Spare me, great king Northmoon!”

Li Qingshan could not help but laugh aloud. Back then, this “rat king” had even chased after him! He called himself the Cat-eating Mouse, yet he had been so frightened by a single meow from Xuanyue that he scrambled back to his den. He never expected him to recognise him.

Little did he know that ever since this rat king heard about Daemon King Northmoon’s great reputation, he had never managed to catch a wink of proper sleep again.

He wondered where the cat daemon that had once carved the words “North” and “Moon” into his horns had gone, but that was fine. As long as he continued like this, they would end up meeting.

A dark-skinned old man called Diao Fei made Li Qingshan think of the time he spent as a Hawkwolf guard in Jiaping city. The most memorable part was not how he fought against his superior in a battle of wits and courage, but the courtesan Furong giggling and flirting with him, trying to use her arts of charm on him. In the end, it left him so disgusted that he killed her with a punch.

Originally, he wanted to have a drink with him, but Diao Fei turned sheet-white as soon as he saw him, so nothing happened in the end. It was quite a pity, as he had gathered many fine alcohols from across the world.

Apart from sparing the living creatures from being digested by Navy Li’l Fatty, he kept the alcohol for himself. He liked alcohol, but he was not a connoisseur. He did not care about their varieties, storing them all in the same metal gourd. There was so much that it was enough to fill an entire lake.

The metal gourd was an arcane treasure. Originally, its purpose was for absorbing the techniques of enemies. Gu Yanying had found it somewhere and given it to him, reporting the situation in the South sea to him in the process. There was no chaotic battle that he had been worrying about, which made him praise Rāhu Xiaoming for being able to keep the situation under control. He was truly from the Rāhu clan. However, he did not know why Gu Yanying’s smile was rather strange.

It was difficult to drink alone and alcohol drunk alone was tasteless, but fortunately, he encountered a fine man of the school of Mohism very soon. It was someone who had once fought alongside him, Hao Pingyang. His cultivation was already approaching the second heavenly tribulation, having built a mechanical city deep within the mountains.

Hao Pingyang agreed to Li Qingshan’s invitation enthusiastically. They talked about their adventure in the Zombie Cave and reminisced over their fallen colleagues. Among their sighs, he had already become completely drunk, so Li Qingshan tossed him into Navy Li’l Fatty’s mouth and sent him to the other world.

When he arrived in Salt Mountain city, the place had already turned into an active volcano. He never expected to find Yu Shukuang here, much less alone. He was already very senile, spending his time in retirement by watching an empty grave. He was already prepared to be buried here.

Old man Yu was very touched that Li Qingshan could send him off. He did not want to go anywhere else. After serious consideration, he directly ordered Navy Li’l Fatty to eat him in a single gulp, tossing him onto the Heaven Climbing Vine.

Heh, “Niu Juxia” was not that agreeable of a fellow.

The Green province was in ruins, having faced many disasters, but it was still his homeland. It still had many faces that Li Qingshan was familiar with, mostly old acquaintances from the Academy of the Hundred Schools.

Before he knew it, most of the familiar faces had already become senile. Not everyone could continue down the path of cultivation forever.

Li Qingshan suddenly discovered that he was actually still so young, young like he had just emerged from the mountain hamlet, roaming the jianghu with lofty aspirations.

But the jianghu had already grown distant. Even the fifteen thousand kilometres of the Green province were not enough for him to roam. He was making his way out of the “mountain hamlet” called the nine provinces right now and setting foot in an even vaster world.

“The six realms of sa?sāra have no end. The nine provinces are but a corner.”

Returning to the Academy of the Hundred Schools, the Lake of Dragons and Snakes had stopped existing a long time ago, replaced by a deep ravine. Black smoke filled the place with magma flowing freely, no longer possessing any of the scenery from before. His acquaintances had all dispersed, and she was no longer here either.

Even when he drank the entirety of the Ink sea, he did not see the dragon king. This literary man without pupils must have grown tired of this place and ventured to the true ocean to roam. Perhaps he was waiting for him right now in the South sea?

The grievance of the past from being chased thousands of kilometres, dying in the Mist province, had already been let go. Instead, he thanked Xiao An for helping him complete his promise, giving him what he wanted.

The South Sea commandery, Savage mountain, the Myriad Poison cult…

He revisited these places one by one. When he swallowed the White Lotus cult, he thought of his encounters in the Mist province. As he savoured the memories, he could not help but take a few extra sips of alcohol.

As the space-devouring beast ate away, his memories flowed like a river, moving faster and faster. As the alcohol in the gourd flowed into his throat, even Li Qingshan became slightly tipsy, constantly devouring the world with a heart of benevolence.

A pair of fox eyes silently observed him the entire time.

This bastard. Sure enough, he hasn’t taken me seriously. I told him to come see me as soon as he woke up, yet he’s actually wasting time on something so stupid. Isn’t he afraid of Demon God Qiongqi at all?

A stinky man was actually bold enough to ignore her charms. That was completely unforgivable. That was her speciality that she prided herself in. If he were free from desires and possessed quite a high cultivation, then so be it, but this man just happened to be extremely lustful with a cultivation beneath hers.

Even worse, their fates were already deeply entwined. Once she took this step, she could not turn back anymore. Once it ended in failure, she would definitely be dragged down. Even the lightest consequence was perishing.

However, since he had been chosen by that person, then one day in the future, perhaps he would become the greatest person she could rely on.

It really is unheard of to ride a space-devouring beast as a mount. That must be a grand sight! Her heart rippled slightly, and she licked her lips. If I could regularly see sights like that, then it wouldn’t be boring, but with the lord of the kingdom serving as an example, I definitely can’t afford to become the concubine of anybody. Dammit, what am I thinking about this for? But whatever! I’ll definitely take him down!

“Achoo!” Li Qingshan rubbed his nose and smiled drunkenly. “There must be a beauty thinking of me. C’mon, let’s keep drinking!”

Rāhu Xiaoming pointed lazily towards the south. “You better go and explain yourself first.”

The great cultivators and Daemon Kings of the nine provinces had all gathered above the South sea. They were all extremely nervous, gazing at Li Qingshan who sat on the back of the space-devouring beast. Behind him, the nine provinces had already turned into a boundless ocean, having all ended up in Navy Li’l Fatty’s stomach.

Rāhu Xiaoming had a very easy time. It did not take him much effort to place the situation under his control. When Li Qingshan began his journey of “reminiscence”, many of the cultivators basically began to despair.

He was obviously “saving the world”, but in the eyes of others, he was “destroying the world”, causing everyone to die. This was truly an unprecedented disaster for the nine provinces. Sure enough, the Human Sovereign Si Long had not been wrong. He was a terrifying demon king.

Gu Yanying had informed them about the situation, but many cultivators were certain Li Qingshan had gathered them together so that he could take them out in one fell swoop. After all, facts spoke louder than words.

Under the terrifying threat, whether they were human, daemon, or otherfolk, they basically cast aside all of their prejudice and united together firmly, awaiting the arrival of this struggle to the death. However, no one had any confidence in being able to emerge victoriously. As a result, the atmosphere of fear continued to grow. It had already reached the limit.

Li Qingshan’s sneeze earlier had almost made many cultivators launch an attack and begin a desperate struggle.

Fortunately, there were many of Li Qingshan’s acquaintances here too. They had all agreed on a principle beforehand. Before negotiations have fallen through, no one is to proactively attack Li Qingshan.

As a result, like they had agreed on beforehand, the Unraging monk stood forward and smiled wryly. “Qingshan, what are you trying to do?”