Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 301-Chapter 400)

“You still haven’t recognised him?” Qiu Haitang let out a drunken sneer. Following her disappointment, her heart became even colder.

Jiang Shancheng suddenly recalled a huge matter from a while ago that had caused a disturbance so large that it still lingered about. He had once seen a painting, which depicted the terrifying daemon who killed the Lone Grave Elder and the Golden Pheasant Elder while frightening the Green Vine Elder to the point where he was afraid of leaving his sect.

He shifted his gaze to the screens projected from the ship’s wheel. It was him! Jiang Shancheng paled in fright as the wheel in his hand shone brightly. He gave an order to the Soaring Dragon ship,

“Activate all mechanisms and send out all puppets!”

The Soaring Dragon ship shuddered slightly, and the noise from the activation of countless mechanisms merged together like thunder. It was like a roar of dragons.

Li Qingshan arrived in a larger compartment. An army of puppets waited there as specks of light shone in their eyes. They turned around and looked at Li Qingshan.

Crossbow bolts erupted like a barrage of black rain. Li Qingshan flapped his wings of wind and scattered the storm.

He wrinkled his nose, and the corner of his mouth curled up. Mountain boar, I’ve found you!

The Soaring Dragon ship was made of some unknown timber. Not only was it extremely tough, but it limited the sensing of aura very much. However, his sense of smell was unaffected. He had already grasped the trail of the scent.

It was an exotic fragrance that lingered about. Li Qingshan took off with a flash, charging along the scent.

“This mountain boar Jiang sure is a deviant. He even uses perfume!”

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! The doors in the cabin slammed shut before him. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Li Qingshan smashed through all of them.

Behind him, groups of puppets tailed him relentlessly. Ahead, various traps erupted constantly.

Sometimes, the flooring would suddenly cave in and spit fire; sometimes, the walls would suddenly close together and spray acid like the writhing guts of a monster. It was all a desperate attempt to kill this intruder.

However, Li Qingshan happened to be a foreign entity it could not digest.

“What do we do?! Sister Qiu, what do we do?!”

The ship’s wheel depicted everything. Jiang Shancheng saw Li Qingshan rush over with lightning speed, and he began to sweat bullets. Surprisingly, he still knew a bit about his own weaknesses. He was only an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. He had already gotten lucky to be able to establish a foundation at all, yet his opponent was a great, renowned daemon who had killed two mid Foundation Establishment cultivators and almost taken the late Foundation Establishment Green Vine Elder’s life in a one-against-three battle.

“I don’t know.” Qiu Haitang knew she was probably done for tonight, but she remained calm instead. If I die here, I’ll have that fickle man regret for the rest of his life.



“Oh right, use your arts of charm! They might be effective!” Jiang Shancheng pulled out a stack of talismans in a hurry and stuck them on the door.

“I’m supposed to use my arts of charm to draw his attention so that you can use the opening and escape, right?”

Qiu Haitang spoke his mind in a single comment, which made Jiang Shancheng feel rather awkward. He was just about to try and convince her otherwise.

Boom! The heavy cabin door suddenly caved in, and wooden shrapnel sprayed everywhere. The inscriptions on the door twisted, yielding before the terrifying strength.

“Is anyone home?” Li Qingshan asked before throwing another punch. The cabin door became riddled with cracks.

“If someone is home, can you open up please?”

Boom! The door was closed to shattering and giving in.

The voice from behind the door was ghastly and demented, which made Jiang Shancheng’s heart turn cold. Without the slightest hesitation, he left behind Qiu Haitang behind and fled using the secret tunnel in the corner of the room.

Boom! The door shattered, and fragments of it sailed across the room.

An insolent daemon with scarlet hair up to his waist appeared at the door. When Qiu Haitang saw him, her pupils constricted from the powerful pressure despite already accepting death.

Why’s Qiu Haitang on this ship? Li Qingshan finally understood the origin of the exotic fragrance, but he moved without the slightest hesitation. With a flash, he arrived before Qiu Haitang and grabbed her slender, pale neck.

“Is it just you?”

Qiu Haitang stared at his face silently.

“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill you?” Li Qingshan was rather curious over the fact that Qiu Haitang put up no resistance at all. She did not even use the arts of charm she was best at.

Qiu Haitang sneered miserably.

Her expression gave Li Qingshan the unfortunate feeling that she was not just depressed. Instead, she had already lost the will to live, so he immediately guessed the reason for it. As long as Hua Chengzan remained infatuated, it would remain completely one-sided. Even Qiu Haitang’s greatest efforts would be rebuffed heartlessly.

Li Qingshan tossed her aside, and she collided against the wall heavily. He wrinkled his nose again and kicked open a trapdoor, jumping into it in pursuit.

The trapdoor closed behind him. Seeing how Qiu Haitang had no intentions of pursuing him, Jiang Shancheng let out a sigh of relief. As long as she kept him busy for long enough, he would be able to make it out of the cabin. He glanced at the tiny ship’s wheel in his hand. Perhaps, there was even the chance for him to turn the situation around.

The Soaring Dragon ship sailed ahead over the sea of clouds under the moon.

To a corner on the ship’s stern, a tiny door was suddenly flung open. Jiang Shancheng extended his head out from there and saw the sea of clouds recede around him. With a clang, a supreme grade spiritual sword flew out. He stepped on it and took off.

Glancing at the ship’s wheel in his hand, he hesitated. There was a chance for him to turn the situation around, but it was simply too dangerous. So be it. The consequences of losing a Soaring Dragon ship were severe, but as long as he remained alive, there would be plenty of opportunities for him to redeem himself. If he could survive this, his future prospects would remain as bright as ever. There was no need for him to risk his life over a wretched daemon. He was just about to take off.

Jiang Shancheng sensed something and suddenly looked back. Two bloody specks of light lit up in the gloomy door. That was bad news!

“A Strike of Righteousness!”

Li Qingshan lunged over, and Jiang Shancheng formed a seal with his hand. The supreme grade spiritual sword turned into a streak of snow-white light.

Human cultivators did not possess bodies as tough as those of daemons, but they could control swords from afar to kill their opponents; these swords were startlingly fast and deadly. In a real battle, not even regular Daemon Generals could necessarily triumph over him.



But was Li Qingshan a regular Daemon General?

With a flap of his wings, he suddenly turned, and the edge of the streak of light brushed past the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell, erupting with light and illuminating Li Qingshan’s smile. Avoiding the sword qi, he shot over without slowing down at all, extending his right hand towards Jiang Shancheng.

Jiang Shancheng retreated in a hurry and took out a scarlet talisman. This was the life-saving talisman the Pine Sough academy would give to their Foundation Establishment disciples, and it possessed alarming power. However, before he could use it, darkness enveloped him and shrouded the moon and stars.