Li Qingshan laid out his hands. “I never thought that a mighty leader of a school would be so petty. If you don’t want me to join your school of Daoism, I’ll get off the mountain immediately. There’s no need to say anything else.” He turned around to leave. If he remained in the school of Daoism, he would have to put up with his abuse constantly. Who could endure that? The school of Military was not a bad choice anyway, and if that did not work out, he still had the schools of Agriculture and Names.
Juechenzi stood outside the hall, gazing at the shining moon in the sky as he smiled and shook his head.
“Where do you think you’re going? Halt!” said the slovenly daoist priest.
Li Qingshan immediately felt his body seize up. He was immobilised. His right foot still hovered in the air, having failed to pull it back in time.
This was a curse!
The slovenly daoist priest said, “Are you saying that I’ve been unfair?”
Li Qingshan said nothing. His eyes churned with fury. He gathered all of his true qi, his sea of qi surged, and all of his muscles tightened. His right foot that had been frozen mid-air actually fell down bit by bit. With a boom, it landed on the ground, and he turned his head. “Yes!” His eyes shone brightly, like a wolf’s glare.
The slovenly daoist priest was surprised. He was not skilled in curses, and he had used the curse without much thought earlier, but it truly was unbelievable that Li Qingshan could forcefully break free with his cultivation at the sixth layer. This was no longer just due to his strength, but his extraordinary willpower too.
“Alright, I’ll give you a chance. Let’s gamble.”
Li Qingshan asked, “What are we gambling on?”
“Obviously what you are best at, drinking.” A jar of alcohol suddenly appeared in the slovenly daoist priest’s hand. He removed the sealing clay, and a streak of light shot out. The smell of alcohol permeated the entire hall.
“What are we gambling on?”
“If you can drink this jar of alcohol without falling drunk, I’ll let you join the school of Daoism, and I’ll forget about everything that happened in the past. If you fall drunk, then you’ll piss off, off of this mountain!”
“What if I refuse to gamble?”
“It’s fine if you don’t gamble. I’ll still treat you as passing this test, but don’t even think about joining my school of Daoism. I have plenty of ways to get you.”
Li Qingshan said, “Fine, let’s gamble.” With the toughness of his daemon body and how he could nullify the alcohol with his true qi, he refused to believe that he would fall drunk. And, the jar of spiritual alcohol was probably equivalent to a thousand Qi Gathering pills.
The slovenly daoist priest tossed the jar over and Li Qingshan caught it. He took a tasting sip and felt like he was drinking liquid fire, but it was extremely satisfying too. Afterwards, he tilted his head back and drank heartily, leaving not a single droplet behind. He tossed the jar on the ground. “How’s that?”
However, the slovenly daoist priest was laughing. He suddenly split into two, then four, then eight.
Li Qingshan immediately felt the world spin around him. He muttered, “Oh no!” He never thought the kickback from the alcohol would be so powerful. The entire hall twisted and changed.
“Fall!” The slovenly daoist priest stretched out the syllable.
With a thump, Li Qingshan collapsed on the ground, drunk. He began to snore.
The slovenly daoist priest walked over and kicked Li Qingshan. He smiled. “So much for being so crafty. You’ve drunk my Thousand Days Drunk.”
The slovenly daoist priest loved drinking, but with his cultivation, falling drunk was difficult. Under the idea that drinking without falling drunk could not be regarded as drinking, he went through multiple books and brewed this Thousand Days Drunk himself. Even he would fall drunk when he drank it, let alone a mere Qi Practitioner!
The slovenly daoist priest waved his hand again, and a daoist guardian in golden armour appeared, carrying Li Qingshan to the back of the hall.
Just as he was complacent, he suddenly thought of something. He uttered, “Crap!”
He checked the mountain path in a hurry. The person with the Five Elements constitution who he had been caring for the entire time, Chu Tian, had already fallen off the path. He could not help but feel regret. However, when he saw how Yu Zijian was still there, he finally relaxed. The Pure Yang constitution was even more important than the Five Elements constitution to him.
Yu Zijian no longer gripped the sword so firmly. Instead, she carried it on her back. The sight of her father teaching her movement techniques during her childhood appeared in her mind again. Don’t be scared. Steady.
And when she raised her head, a powerful figure hovered before her. If Niu Juxia was here, he definitely would not be afraid! She had never seen him display an emotion like that, even when he turned around and returned to the place filled with daemons underground.
“I’m useless!”
“If you’re useless, then why did I save you?”
“I want to stay here to help you out!”
“We’ll see after you accomplish something with your divine abilities first!”
Her gaze gradually became determined. The person who had rescued her while risking his life was not useless. If she failed here, how was she supposed to help him out? How was she supposed to avenge him?
Her footsteps gradually sped up. She ignored the bottomless cliffs to the two sides and only stared ahead, chasing after that figure.
The slovenly daoist priest showed great appreciation for this. He said to Juechenzi, “Look, I was right, wasn’t I? All she needed was a chance.”
Juechenzi could only say, “Wise be master.”
In the end, less than two hundred people made it to the top of the mountain. On the mountain path, the test would become harsher the closer they were to finishing, especially to those lacking in talent.
There was no need for them to complain about the unfair nature of the test. Since they lacked supreme talent, they had to possess supreme willpower, or how else were they supposed to contend with those prodigies.
As soon as everyone made it to the top, they saw the slovenly daoist priest. They all greeted the school leader.
The slovenly daoist priest got right to the chase. “You’ve all passed. I’ve already recorded your names down, so you’re welcome to leave the mountain and partake in the tests of the other schools.” Suddenly, he said to Yu Zijian in a pleasant and kind manner, “You must be Yu Zijian!”
Yu Zijian said in a hurry, “Yes!”
The slovenly daoist priest said, “You can stay behind.”
Yu Zijian said, “But… I still have other tests…”
The slovenly daoist priest waved his hand. “There’s no need to partake in them!” As long as she did not partake in any other tests, the only school Yu Zijian could join would be the school of Daoism.
Juechenzi whispered, “Master, that would be breaking the rules!”
The slovenly daoist priest growled, “Fuck those rules. That damn bald ass could directly intercept a person even before they went through any tests, so why can’t I keep someone here?”
Juechenzi thought, You intercepted her too.
He saw how Yu Zijian hesitated, so the slovenly daoist priest said, “With your Pure Yang constitution, there’s no place more suitable for you than the school of Daoism. Here is the only place where you can unleash the full potential of your talent. As for all the pills and medicines, I might refer to myself as a lowly priest, but I’m richer than those “lowly monks”. I can see that you like swords, so I’ll give you this Nine Yang sword as a welcoming gift!”
He drew out a shiny sword and tossed it before Yu Zijian. Surprisingly, it was also a supreme grade spiritual artifact.
Originally, it was impossible for disciples to be bestowed something like that the moment they joined the school no matter how talented they were. He only did this so that he would not lose out against the school of Buddhism.
Yu Zijian closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. She no longer hesitated anymore. Under everyone’s envious gaze, she grabbed the sword hilt.
The slovenly daoist priest smiled in a satisfied manner. With this test, one of the three most dazzling geniuses had already fallen into his hands. As long as he guided her well, he refused to believe that she would end up any worse than the damn bald ass’s disciple.
Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 201-Chapter 300)
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