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

Li Qingshan placed the talisman between his fingers back into the pouch on his waist. That was the supreme grade talisman he had obtained from the West Gate Granny. He had no idea what its effects were. He checked the Book of All according to the inscriptions and glyphs on there, but he failed to find any information on it. Though, there was plenty of information available on low and mid grade talismans.

Clearly, the supreme grade talisman was so precious that it would not be recorded in the Book of All. However, the book was not all useless either. Xiao An looked at the styles of the other talismans as a reference to forecast that the talisman should be an offensive fire element talisman.

Fire had the greatest power to kill out of the five elements, while the power of a supreme grade talisman went without saying.

Li Qingshan’s plan was that if he and Xiao An failed to kill the first senior brother even when working together, he would immediately activate the supreme grade talisman and kill him for good. If that failed too, he would transform at the risk of leaving behind traces of daemon qi and still kill the first senior brother.

Before the battle had even begun, he was already certain that he would win.

“The people behind are coming,” Xiao An licked her lips. The flesh and blood of ninth layer Qi Practitioners was far more delicious than that of regular people.

“Let’s send them all to the afterlife!” Red light flickered in Li Qingshan’s eyes. After three tough consecutive battles, his bloodthirstiness and killing intent had been completely activated. His exhaustion had vanished, while even his confused thoughts and internal conflict had ceased to exist. All he needed was even more slaughter.

Faced with the crossroad of life or death, there was no need to think too much about his choice. He wanted to live, so he had to kill all his enemies. It was as simple as that.

Li Qingshan and Xiao An did not even look at each other. They just quickly hid themselves in the dark, ready to launch a two-pronged attack. They quietly waited for the prey to take the bait.

Li Qingshan buried himself in a snow hole, holding his breath and resting.

The second wave should consist of two eighth layer Qi Practitioners. They would not be easy targets either if he did not daemonify. If the two eighth layer Qi Practitioners worked together, they might even be more difficult to kill than the ninth layer Qi Practitioner from earlier.

They needed to kill one of them the moment they launched the sneak attack. Then the other one would be easy. After this wave, everything else would be much easier to handle.

The Cursive Sword Calligraphy could instantly kill sixth and seventh layer Qi Practitioners. Combined with Xiao An’s two Skull Prayer Beads and her sword style from the Cursive Sword Calligraphy, they could be finished off from the get go.

Once the disparity in strength reached a certain level, numbers no longer meant anything.

He also had absolute confidence in this battle, but for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart did not settle. Instead, it grew more and more intense. His heart thumped uneasily, faster and faster.

“Oh no! Let’s go!” Li Qingshan leapt out of the snow hole and signalled to Xiao An.

Afterwards, he immediately rushed towards the underground cave he had decided on already.

Xiao An flew to Li Qingshan’s side and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

Li Qingshan said, “I don’t know, but it’s very dangerous!”



Xiao An pondered for a moment before suddenly raising her head. “I know. It’s the sect master of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain, a Foundation Establishment cultivator!”

Li Qingshan furrowed his brows. A Foundation Establishment cultivator? Fair enough. Probably only Foundation Establishment cultivators can make me feel so much danger and pressure. If it were a Qi Practitioner, even if they were at the tenth layer, he was confident that he could kill his way out at the risk of exposing himself and transforming. There was even a chance for him to turn the situation around.

However, Foundation Establishment cultivators were masters on a whole different level. The techniques they used had the power of supreme grade talismans, while the power of their spiritual artifacts was as clear as day too.

Even if Li Qingshan transformed, there was no way he could hold his ground against him. However, all he had done was kill a Qi Practitioner of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain in these snowy mountains. That fellow had no chance to seek reinforcements, so how did he alarm a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Xiao An saw Li Qingshan’s confusion, so she explained, “The Book of All details that core disciples within sects will often have life lanterns. The life lanterns will be in the possession of the sect masters. If the disciple dies, their life lantern will be extinguished, and the location of their death will be made known.”

It went without saying that a ninth layer Qi Practitioner would definitely be a core figure among core figures within a sect.

Li Qingshan had no idea that the first senior brother had already been designated as the future sect master.

……

A while earlier, over fifty kilometers away, three old men sat together at the top of the Green Vine mountain as they discussed matters regarding the Herb Gathering ceremony.

They held paramount power among the three mountains. They were the sect masters of the Green Vine mountain, Pheasant’s Grace mountain, and Burial Mound mountain. Together, they were known as the three elders.

The Green Vine elder served as the host, so he sat on the highest seat. He wore a set of green robes, and his face was covered in curly, entwined hair. Basically all that was visible was a pair of clear eyes.

To the left of the Green Vine Elder was a grey-robed old man. His eyes were milky, and he was expressionless. Even his face seemed grey. He gave off the faint aura of corpses. His eyes would swivel only once in a while, but he did not possess any aura befitting of the living.

Regular people would probably treat him as a corpse. Even if they saw his eyes swivel, they would treat him as a living corpse. He was the sect master of the Burial Mound mountain, the Lone Grave Elder.

To the right of the Green Vine elder was an old man in luxurious, golden clothes. He was obviously the sect master of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain, the Golden Pheasant Elder. Embroidered on his clothing was no longer a pheasant’s tail feather. Instead, it was the impressive golden pheasant’s head. The cockscomb was as red as fire, while the beak was sharp like a blade.

Compared to the other two old men, he gave off a spirited, youthful vigor, like a rooster heralding the break of dawn. He would always hold his chest up high like it was full of air, but it did make him seem a little haughty.





Chapter 237: The Golden Pheasant Elder | Legend of the Great Sage




A map was unfurled on the table before the three of them. It shone with light as it projected a three dimensional image above. It was an underground mental map, even larger than Li Qingshan’s.

This underground mental map had been created over many years after the disciples of the three mountains ventured underground again and again. At the cost of countless lives, they had managed to come up with a relatively safer region, which was Milliped’s territory!

The Golden Pheasant Elder pointed at a corner of the map with his shriveled, claw-like hand. “The disciples of my Pheasant’s Grace mountain will be entering through here.” This was the safest route. It crossed a few spiritual grounds that had spiritual herbs growing, which also happened to be worth a lot.

The Green Vine Elder stared at it for quite some time before slowly shaking his head. “Won’t do.”

“Yep.” The Lone Grave Elder nodded quickly before returning to his half-dead state.

The Golden Pheasant Elder stood up impatiently. “This is exactly what annoys me about the two of you. Can’t you be faster? I don’t care if you agree or disagree. Just hurry up and come up with the rules. You waste so much time everytime!”

The Green Vine Elder said, “Fellow Golden Pheasant, you’ve already grown so old, yet you’re still so impatient!”