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

Probably only Qi Practitioners who had split open a sea of qi like Zhuo Zhibo could witness the true gateway to practising qi. Even powerful sixth layer Qi Practitioners would have to rely on spiritual artifacts if they wanted to kill someone from several dozen meters away, yet she managed to do so with true qi alone.

This was completely different from using techniques. If Li Qingshan used a suitable technique, he could launch such a long-ranged attack as well, but in terms of using his true qi alone, ten meters would have been his limit, and he would have only been able to knock people away, not behead them. As for regular second layer Qi Practitioners, being able to reach three meters away would already be an impressive feat.

After all, if the power of techniques was the same as directly using true qi, why would Qi Practitioners put effort into creating techniques and condense true qi into techniques during battle?

An old, screechy voice rang out, “You’ll answer whatever question he asks. If you don’t know, then investigate. If he doesn’t get his answer, all of you will die.”

Everyone in the casino trembled all over. The boy in red took out a portrait. “Was he the person who came to the casino that night?”

Depicted in a life-like fashion within the portrait was Li Qingshan.

A while later, the boy reported back, “Ma’am, I’ve confirmed that he’s Li Qingshan. He has left Silver Mountain town now. I wonder where he has gone.”

“He has probably gone to Giant Deer valley.” She seemed to have grasped Li Qingshan’s tracks completely.

“Then let’s set off now!”

“How impatient.”

This time, an old hand extended out from the carriage curtains, except the long nails were painted bright red. It was a rather strange sight.

A series of cries rang out in the casino. An ordinary blade suddenly began to dance and swing around as white streaks, killing everyone in the casino one by one.

Compared to directly killing people with true qi, borrowing a ‘tool’ or ‘artifact’ was still much simpler. Of course, this would be even more simple if it was a spiritual artifact.

Everyone in the casino knew martial arts, and the three leaders were all second-rate masters as well. However, against the nimble blade, they could not hold their ground at all.

In just a few seconds, the casino became littered with corpses. Only then did the blade drop to the ground with a clang.

The teenager in red was slightly surprised. All he heard was the old voice in the carriage. “They’ve insulted my Jie’er, so how can they be left alive?”

The teenager immediately showed great happiness. He entered the carriage and threw himself into the arms of an old woman.

The old woman was dressed in red and had a head full of grey hair. Her face was shriveled, but as she held the handsome young man, they seemed like a pair of lovers. They were not the only two in the carriage. There were three more young men, all dressed in red and just as young and handsome.

One of them grumbled, “Granny is picking favourites. Granny only spoils Jie’er.”

Jie’er said, “We’ve all sworn that we would serve granny for the rest of our lives, so you’re not allowed to be jealous. Granny, why must you personally look into this matter? Can’t you just send disciples from the disciplinary hall?”

“It’s very likely that what happened to the Parlour of Clouds and Rain in Jiaping city is related to this person. You’ll need a sixth layer Qi Practitioner at the very least to kill Zhao Liangqing without raising any attention. If we send regular disciples, we’ll just be sending them to their deaths. There’s no point in staying in Clear River all the time either. We can relieve our boredom by going on a stroll.”

The granny’s formal title was the West Gate Granny, not because her surname was Ximen, or West Gate, but because the Sect of Clouds and Rain had four gates and four grannies representing the four directions. Every single one of them were powerful ninth layer Qi Practitioners who had opened all eight extraordinary meridians.

There was no longer anyone bold enough to refer to her by her actual name within the sect, while other people gradually forgot about her original name as well. Only the title of West Gate Granny that represented her status remained, replacing her name.





Chapter 154: The Island Lord of Cherishing Flowers | Legend of the Great Sage




The teenager who had just been grumbling said, “It’s all because granny became interested when she saw how well-built and tough Li Qingshan was, but granny already has us, so granny can’t be so fickle.” He spoke with a tone like he was in love. The teenagers all looked at the West Gate Granny with utter infatuation. It was not forced at all. They were just like when the men of Jiaping city saw courtesan Furong.

As a second layer Qi Practitioner, Furong’s arts of charm were already enough to drive regular people crazy and strike fear into the hearts of Qi Practitioners, so just how powerful would the arts of charm of this ninth layer Qi Practitioner, the West Gate Granny, be? It was not something that a few normal boys could resist. Even Qi Practitioners would always do whatever they could to fulfil their desires, let alone ordinary people.

The West Gate Granny said in a spoilt manner, “Alright, alright. I’ll kill him as soon as I see him.”

“As long as granny loves us, does it matter if granny has other men? We’re all good brothers.”

As they spoke amorously, the carriage rolled slowly and silently over the cobblestone path. Upon closer inspection, a gap of around an inch remained between the carriage wheels and the path as if a cushion of air existed.

The horse’s hooves landed on the ground as normal. After a few inscriptions flashed, the treasured horse that usually pulled the carriage during the day could now take off effortlessly. It rushed off at an unbelievable speed.

They left behind a casino full of corpses. Afterwards, the little caretakers under the little leaders gathered together and began a new discussion, just like the grass that never stopped sprouting on the plains. Perhaps, people originally unrelated to all of this would join in as well, which would be followed with further conflict and slaughter; this was the jianghu.

Li Qingshan still ended up going to Giant Deer valley, as it was not very likely for these horse bandits to accept the invitation from the Island Lord of Cherishing Flowers. The files indicated that the horse bandits were composed of people with the bloodline of barbarians. Every single one of them had a great, brown beard.

Even if the Island Lord of Cherishing Flowers invited them, it was probably unlikely for these barbarian horse bandits to visit the island on their horses, so he wanted to just finish them off conveniently.

The horse bandits dwelled on the vast, grassy plains. They had no set place where they stayed. The Giant Deer valley was only one of their resting places.

After Li Qingshan realised that it was all futile, he did not give up. Instead, he laid on the ground and used his nose before closely studying the traces there. He was like a wild beast with extremely sharp senses.

As his daemon form gradually strengthened, the world in his eyes became richer and more colourful. There were many layers to it. His tracking ability had almost become part of his instincts.

The smell and traces from the ground were still very fresh. They were not far, and from the traces on the ground, there were at least two hundred horse bandits, which made Li Qingshan’s eyes light up.

As a result, he immediately set off. True qi gathered in his feet, and he crossed through the grass that stood as tall as a man. He moved swiftly under the amber sky as night set in, and two hours later, he had covered fifty kilometers and finally found the horse bandits.

Within the smoke, the horse bandits rushed at the travelling merchants, letting out war cries. The merchants did their best to stop them and raise their defenses, but the thrumming of horse hooves were unable to hide the fear in their eyes. The curved blades lit up the surroundings with dazzling, white light.