Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 201-Chapter 300)

Hua Chenglu curled her lip. “You’re clearly just useless. My elder brother said that if you can ease your nerves and control your mind, even regular people can make it to the end of the path. Sigh, I wonder if Zijian is fine.”


The Qi Practitioner finally became defeated. He originated from a small clan. With his cultivation, he was regarded as a genius in the clan, and he was protected like a treasure. Never had he experienced any danger, so even his legs had almost given way from the fright earlier, which was why he slipped and fell.

However, this principle did not seem to apply to Li Qingshan very much at all.

His gaze was calm, and his steps were steady. Having gone through so many battles to the death already, the path failed to invoke any fear in him. However, the path just happened to grow narrower and narrower, and the wind blew harder and more chaotically.

He remained unfazed. His body would sway with the wind as he advanced at a steady pace. He admired the rare scenery to his two sides. He was as leisurely as a mountaineering tourist.

Towards the end, he was basically walking along a thin wall that stood tens of thousand meters tall, but it was still more than enough for him. He looked around as he thought, The school of Daoism’s test really does have some difficulty about it.

The slovenly daoist priest saw this. He sneered. “Brat, let’s see how long you last.”

With a thought, large droplets of rain began to fall down from overhead. The path became slippery and even more difficult to walk on. Suddenly, there was a boom of thunder, so close that it was basically above his head. Regular people would probably trip from fright even if they were on flat ground.

The slovenly daoist priest snickered. He shifted his gaze onto someone else.

Sweat gathered on the tip of Yu Zijian’s nose. She bore Hua Chenglu’s reminder in mind as she stared straight at the path ahead, afraid to look to the sides.

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind bombarded her. She swayed with it, but because she was holding a sword, she was not particularly balanced. She was just about to fall off the cliff.

The slovenly daoist priest curled a finger, and a gentle breeze blew over from the other side, lifting her up softly. Only then did she stabilise herself.

“Master, that doesn’t seem too appropriate!” A young daoist priest with small eyes watched on from the side the entire time. He could not help but say this after seeing how the slovenly daoist priest played favourites.

He wore a set of black clothes with a daoist hair ornament on his head. There was a silken belt around his waist and hanging from it was a tablet carved with the word “One”. It was a representation of a primary disciple. His cultivation was at an impressive tenth layer.

The slovenly daoist priest’s face reddened. He did not treat his dear disciple as rudely as the other school leaders. Instead, he explained, “Juechenzi, she’s just a girl, so it’s very normal for her to be afraid of heights. Who’s born without fears anyway? The mind is something you can slowly harden. As for men, you need to be a little more vicious. The edge of a treasured sword comes from grinding and sharpening…”

“Master, the treasured sword is still there!” Juechenzi pointed.

The slovenly daoist priest looked over. Whether it was the wind, frost, or torrential downpour, none of it was able to make Li Qingshan’s gaze waver. His pace instead sped up, running wildly through the wind and rain.

He might not be particularly clever, and he might not possess any outstanding talent, but he did possess ambition and courage that almost no one could rival.





Chapter 288: Thousand Days Drunk | Legend of the Great Sage




The slovenly daoist priest was surprised too. He appreciated people with great willpower very much, and his talent was rather impressive too. If this had happened in the past, he would definitely try to convince him to stay in the school of Daoism.

If Li Qingshan sent Xiao An to other schools, then so be it. But just why was it the school of Buddhism of all the schools? It would make the damned bald ass complacent. He had truly crossed the line this time.

Suddenly, he came up with an idea. With a wave of his arm, the windy, rainy weather vanished. The moonlight fell onto Li Qingshan. To his surprise, the path before him had recovered its original width, while his true qi was no longer suppressed either. The stars twinkled in the sky, and the daoist temple was nearby too.

He was afraid of becoming careless, so he slowed down. Arriving before the daoist temple, he saw a young daoist priest with small eyes waiting there. He nodded. “Congratulations, sir. You’re the first.”

Li Qingshan looked back. There were still two or three hundred Qi Practitioners left on the mountain path, advancing with difficulty. Some of them tottered around, while others teetered about. As long as they lost their balance, they would be sent to the bottom of the mountain immediately.

“Someone has emerged from the formation! It’s that Li Qingshan person!” A Qi Practitioner called out.

Hua Chenglu was perplexed. “How is it possible to break out of the formation midway?”

Qian Rongzhi sat in the thatched pavilion nearby as she watched on indifferently with a smile. This kid’s probably in trouble now.

Just like Hua Chenglu, she had only enrolled for the school of Legalism. She had already learnt about the various school leaders from Wu Gen and Fang Enshang in detail before the examination.

The leader of the school of Daoism was the strongest at late Foundation Establishment. He was close to condensing a Golden Core, and he was the most unruly out of all of them. He never liked the school of Buddhism. Even if the other school leaders were displeased with Li Qingshan’s choice, they probably would not act up, perhaps due to their identities, perhaps they cared about Xiao An, or perhaps they treasured talent. However, this old daoist priest was different. Once he was carried away, he was even bold enough to rain the other school leaders with curses.

Li Qingshan had broken out of the formation midway up. There must have been something going on behind the scenes for this anomaly to happen.

“I’m Li Qingshan. May I ask for your name, esteemed daoist?” Li Qingshan turned back again and clasped his hands. Although he was calm and composed, a tenth layer Qi Practitioner clearly was not someone he could just brush aside.

“This lowly priest is called Juechenzi. Please come with me!”

Juechenzi made his way towards the main hall with Li Qingshan. When they arrived in front of the hall, Juechenzi gave Li Qingshan a glance, wishing him good luck, before sending him in alone.

The large hall was empty. There was only a formation on the ground, shining dimly.

The slovenly daoist priest sat in front of a statue. The hair around his temples had already become grizzled, but he was brimming with energy and vigour. He said slowly, “Li Qingshan, do you recognise me?” His voice boomed like thunder, rolling and echoing through the hall.

“Obviously.” Out of the school leaders, the slovenly daoist priest was the person who gave Li Qingshan the most powerful and terrifying impression.

The slovenly daoist priest said, “And yet you still have the courage to come!”

Li Qingshan asked, “Why wouldn’t I?”

“In what way does my school of Daoism pale in comparison to the school of Buddhism? You better be clear with your explanation!”

Li Qingshan was stunned. He finally understood why it had been so difficult as he climbed up the mountain path just then. The slovenly daoist priest had clearly been working against him. He became angered by this too.

“What, you can’t answer me?”