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

“Can I kill them all?”


“Of course!”

Life was like a battlefield. We fight tooth and nail for our entire lives, and only when we die can we rest.





Chapter 239: Before the Ceremony (One) | Legend of the Great Sage




“It’s all your fault! If it weren’t for you, would I have ended up like this?” Song Ming grabbed Mu Zhicong’s collar firmly with bloodshot eyes.

He was completely done for. Although the Golden Pheasant Elder did not punish him in the end, his seniors and juniors all avoided him like the plague. Even the outer disciples that usually hung out with him ignored him now. He was completely alone on the Pheasant’s Grace mountain.

Mu Zhicong shook off his hand impatiently. “Senior brother Song, didn’t you want revenge? Or did I force you into revenge?”

“Y- you- I might suffer, but don’t you think you’ll have it easy either!” Song Ming completely lacked his former grace as spittle sprayed out from his mouth like he had gone mad. He launched a palm strike at Mu Zhicong.

“You’re crazy!” Mu Zhicong shivered inside and retreated in a hurry. Although he managed to avoid the palm strike, his chest still ached from the true qi.

Song Ming even tried to pursue him. Green vines erupted from the ground, wrapping around him firmly. He fished out a golden pheasant’s feather with a flip of his hand.

Mu Zhicong bellowed, “Don’t forget, this is the Green Vine mountain!”

Greenery lingered and flowers bloomed outside the window, like it was late spring, but there was mist and snowy mountains just a little further away. They were currently on the Green Vine mountain. More specifically, they were in the residence for inner disciples, in Mu Zhicong’s room.

Song Ming’s mind shuddered. He gradually calmed down and stowed away the Golden Pheasant’s plume.

Mu Zhicong released the vines and patted Song Ming’s shoulder. He advised, “The three mountains have already sent out an order for his capture, so you’ll be avenged at the very least. There are no permanent obstructions in the world. As long as you do well in the Herb Gathering ceremony, senior brother, you’ll definitely fall back into favour with your master. Who knows, you might find and ingest some spiritual herb and advance rapidly in cultivation, becoming the new first senior brother.”

Mu Zhicong was just afraid that Song Ming would try to throw his life at him if he completely offended Song Ming, so he pleaded with tactful words.

Song Ming left the residence with a broken expression. Below a great camphor tree, Ma Chaoqun bowed to him, “Senior brother!”

Smack! There was a clear slap, and Ma Chaoqun slammed against the tree heavily, causing leaves to rain down.

Song Ming said viciously, “Have you come to make fun of me?”

Ma Chaoqun said, “Never. All of this happened because of me. It’s me who’s let you down, senior brother! You can hit and berate me all you want.”

Song Ming was rather surprised. He sneered. “With your tiny bit of cultivation, you think you can let me down? Seeing how you’re still bold enough to talk to me, you have some balls. You really do live up to your background of the jianghu. You have some personal loyalty.”

With that, he walked off. After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around. “You can stick with me in the future. If anyone is bold enough to harass you outside, let me know.”

“Senior brother?’ Ma Chaoqun was dazed.

“You could hold onto your grudge for two entire decades just for the sake of revenge, so am I supposed to pale in comparison to you? I’ll show them that I’m not a piece of trash that anyone can mess with!”

Mu Zhicong watched the two of them vanish down the shaded path. He muttered to himself, “Never thought Song Ming would have some backbone!” Then he murmured, “Niu Juxia!”

He never thought that man could actually escape while being rounded up by the Pheasant’s Grace mountain, even killing the first senior brother in the process. He basically wondered whether he had fallen for some scheme or not. He found this to be unbelievable. Was that guy really this powerful? If he came looking for him for revenge, what was he supposed to do!?

In a daze, the tall figure seemed to appear before him, and the shadow he cast enveloped him.

However, Mu Zhicong immediately shook his head. Even if this Niu person thought to his wit’s end, he would not be able to tell if he played a role in this at all. And, his life was in danger under the three mountains’ order for capture, so he was in no position to think about revenge.

Thinking up to this point, Mu Zhicong stood up and made his way out towards where the outer disciples stayed.



……

“Chenglu, are you really telling the truth? Are the three mountains really looking to hunt down Niu Juxia? Why hasn’t anyone else told me?” Yu Zijian paced around anxiously in her room.

Hua Chenglu laid back leisurely on a rattan chair. “You’re currently under house arrest, so of course no one would tell you. I heard he killed the first senior brother of the Pheasant’s Grace mountain, and he was being hunted down by the Golden Pheasant Elder… Stop pacing around. You’re making me dizzy.”

“T- then how is he right now?” Yu Zijian suddenly stopped and widened her eyes in horror. Her eyes had already grown misty. She was ready to shed tears at any moment now.

If it weren’t for me, Niu Juxia wouldn’t have fallen with the Pheasant’s Grace Mountain, and he wouldn’t have come to Green Vine mountain. He wouldn’t have…

“You idiot, he obviously escaped, or they wouldn’t have ordered his arrest! You better worry about yourself a bit more instead of others!”

Only then did Yu Zijian ease up. She silently prayed, Niu Juxia, please be fine.

“Miss Hua is right.” A voice rang out from outside. Mu Zhicong stepped into the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He seemed extraordinarily graceful under the mottled shade of the tree.

Yu Zijian said, “Senior brother Mu!”

Mu Zhicong said, “Zijian, it’s almost time for the Herb Gathering ceremony. I will be taking care of you when that happens, but you need to make some preparations yourself too.”

“Zijian is not a disciple of the Green Vine mountain. She won’t be participating in your shitty Herb Gathering ceremony. Hurry up and get out of here. I feel vexed whenever I see the people of the Green Vine mountain now!” Hua Chenglu suddenly sat up on the seat and cursed.

When Hua Chenglu arrived on the Green Vine mountain wanting to take away Yu Zijian, the Green Vine elder had met with her reluctantly and directly turned down her request. However, while she liked to behave in a very mature manner, she was still a young girl at the end of the day.

If the patriarch of the Hua family, or Hua Chengzan, had come in person, there would be no issue in resolving this matter. However, if the Green Vine mountain released a person obediently from a single word that a little girl had said after scampering over, they would seem like they were afraid of the Hua family. The Green Vine Elder could not afford to stoop so low just yet.

Hua Chenglu obviously would not give up, so she insisted on staying on the mountain with Yu Zijian. After all this time, she had grown restless. She no longer cared about acting mature anymore. She released all of her unruly and capricious nature as the young miss of a large clan now.

“Miss Hua, do you really think you can talk nonsense just because you’re from the Hua family? Don’t assume that I’m afraid to teach you a lesson.” Mu Zhicong’s face reddened and he raised his hand.

Hua Chenlu offered her face to him. “Come! If you think you’re so capable, then teach me a lesson. You’re a coward if you’re afraid to!”