Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 101-Chapter 200)

Li Qingshan pointed at Furong and said to the procuress, “Get this ugly woman out of here, or I won’t be able to help myself against her either.”


Furong screamed out, “Just by you?!” She even had a deep, husky voice. She was used to controlling men in her palms through her charming arts, so when had she ever been treated like that? In particular, being called ‘an ugly woman’ infuriated her. However, her face became even more twisted and uglier as a result.

The procuress said angrily, “Master Ge, isn’t this newcomer of yours a little too unruly?” How could a measly first layer Qi Practitioner be so rude to her? If it were not for his identity as a Hawkwolf guard, she would have attacked him already.

Li Qingshan suddenly vanished from his location, appearing in front of Furong. He raised his right arm and lashed out viciously.

Within ten steps of him, he was even more terrifying than having a whole country as an opponent.

Li Qingshan used his powerful body and followed through with what he said. Although Furong was a second layer Qi Practitioner, she was not skilled in battle, as she focused on charming techniques. It was as if she had never imagined Li Qingshan would stoop as low as to hit a woman before so many people.

You bring me a fucking sham, a fake woman, to fool me, and you still have the nerve to call me unruly? You’re not in a good mood, but I’m in an even worse mood. The fury from being fooled had almost turned into anger out of humiliation. It put him in a horrible mood.

He responded with his actions; he turned his hand into a blur, forcefully dragging it through the air as it cracked like a whip, slapping Furong in the face. She spun around a few times where she was like a spinning top. Half her face bulged up, two teeth flew out, and she fell back on the ground as the world spun around her, dazed!

The dancers and attendants were all stunned. After all, this was lady Furong, the head courtesan of the Parlour of Clouds and Rain. She had always stood above everyone else, such that even when an attendant served her tea that was slightly cold, they would be whipped. As for verbally insulting her, even just questioning her beauty slightly, that would only lead to death!





Chapter 122: Splattering the Parlour of Clouds and Rain with Blood (One) | Legend of the Great Sage




As for men, they all worshipped Furong like dogs. She would never even dream of a man giving her a slap across the face!

The procuress struck out in anger. Her chubby hands were filled with true qi as they struck towards Li Qingshan. Not only was Furong the head courtesan of the Parlour of Clouds and Rain, but she was also her disciple. But to her surprise, Ge Jian blocked her. The procuress forcefully pulled back her hands. “You!”

Ge Jian said coldly, “Are you trying to attack a Hawkwolf guard?” He was stuck between a wall and a hard place as well. As long as Li Qingshan was still a Hawkwolf guard, he could not afford to just stand by and watch. This was about the pride and dignity of the Hawkwolf Guard. Most importantly, he doubted the procuress could defeat Li Qingshan with her strength.

The Parlour of Clouds and Rain gifted a large number of pills to Zhuo Zhibo every year, as well as offering various types of women. He received a share of it as well as Zhuo Zhibo’s errand boy, so he obviously did not wish to see the Parlour of Clouds and Rain suffer.

The procuress’ breathing heaved a few times before she replied with, “Fine!” She pulled up the dazed Furong and made her way out.

Li Qingshan instead returned to his seat. He said, “Hurry up. I’m waiting for the next part. Your Parlour of Clouds and Rain must have more than someone like that, right? Brother Ge, I’m waiting!”

All he heard were shrill, hoarse screams from Furong. She had finally returned to her senses. “I want to kill him! I want to kill him!”

Ge Jian looked back, and the sunkenness on his face had vanished. He smiled helplessly. “Qingshan, if you don’t like her, then you don’t like her. Why must you hit her? There aren’t a lot of women skilled in the arts of charm. It’s not like you can’t try them from time to time.” He made it sound like Furong had been wronged that even Diao Fei wondered whether he had made this happen on purpose or not.

“She’s just a whore, so if she has been hit, then she has been hit! There’s nothing you can do about it!” Li Qingshan leaned onto a soft cushion without minding much at all. He raised his chin, and a female attendant to the side hurriedly picked up a grape, feeding it into his mouth carefully. He seemed just like a scoundrel.

This damned brothel was actually bold enough to work with Zhuo Zhibo against him, so he wanted to copy garrison major Lu, demanding five kilograms of lean meat, minced finely without a speck of fat in there, then demanding five kilograms of fat meat, also minced finely without a speck of lean meat in there, and finally, demanding five kilograms of cartilage, finely minced and without a speck of meat in there.

TL: This comes from a part in Water Margin where Lu Zhishen, or garrison major Lu Da in this part of the story, purposefully makes things difficult for a butcher who harasses people with over-the-top demands so that he could pick a fight with the butcher, who he ended up killing with three punches. This comes from chapter 6 of Water Margin.

Out of the women who came to serve him next, he would ask for well-endowed and plump ones if they were skinny, slapping the procuress across the face. If they were plump, he would ask for skinny and pretty ones, also slapping the procuress across the face. However, he did not seem like garrison major Lu. He seemed more like a part from a crosstalk?

“Let me go check on them!” Only after Ge Jian had stepped outside did he show his anger. He never thought these ultimate moves of the Parlour of Clouds and Rain would actually fail to conquer a country bumpkin of a kid from the mountains. However, it was still not time for him to fall out with Li Qingshan. As long as Zhuo Zhibo had yet to get to the bottom of Li Qingshan’s relationship with Gu Yanying, Zhuo Zhibo would never be bold enough to fall out with him, and as long as Zhuo Zhibo was afraid of turning against him, he would be afraid of turning against him.

Most importantly, he was worried that even if he did turn against Li Qingshan, he would not be the kid’s opponent. Ge Jian had leapt in fright from the slap earlier. Within a range of ten steps, Li Qingshan could move as swiftly as a tiger or a panther if he suddenly wanted to attack. Even he was uncertain as to whether he would suffer from something like that. Were Body Practitioners really that powerful?

In less than fifteen minutes, Ge Jian had returned. Behind him was the procuress, who smiled from ear to ear as if nothing had happened at all. Who knew what Ge Jian had said to her. She even brought seven or eight young women with him, every single one of them with a great figure regardless of their differences. The eldest was only sixteen or seventeen, while the youngest was only fourteen or fifteen.

“Little brother, it seems like you don’t like mature women. Here are some women we’ve recently groomed. They’re guaranteed to be clean, so why don’t you pick a few to take back with you as maidservants? Their price is very negotiable.” The procuress pinched the cheek of a young lady beside her as she introduced them to Li Qingshan.

The women all looked at Li Qingshan, and many of their gazes were eager. Being sold and taken away before they had received any guests was the good fortune they were all hoping for, not to mention that this was an upright and sturdy young man, not some pot-bellied merchant or some bony old man.