Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 401-Chapter 500)

Finally, Fu Qingjin asked the questions he had asked countless times before again, “Where were you that day and what were you doing?”


Li Qingshan smiled. He opened his mouth, and when he began to speak, his mind suddenly sank into chaos.

“I forgot!”

Fu Qingjin was taken aback. The cultivators present were all overcome with disbelief too. This answer was unable to satisfy anyone.

After reaching Foundation Establishment and splitting open a sea of consciousness, not all cultivators necessarily developed eidetic memory, but their thought processes and memories would be much clearer than regular people. They would still be able to recall whatever they wanted.

As a matter of fact, even regular people would not forget about something so recent completely. They would still have some impressions, yet he actually claimed he had forgotten.

If this was a normal interrogation, it would basically confirm the suspicion on Li Qingshan. However, Fu Qingjin glanced at the xiezhi’s horn in his hand, and it remained still, without reacting at all. It meant that Li Qingshan’s forgetfulness was not an excuse. He had truly forgotten.

Li Qingshan laid out his hands. “It was a few months ago. Who still remembers something like that? I was probably cultivating!”

Fu Qingjin would never relent. His gaze was as sharp as swords as he stared into Li Qingshan’s eyes. He continued questioning, “What about the Soaring Dragon sword? Have you seen the Soaring Dragon sword before? Be direct. Just tell me yes or no.”

Yes, I’ve seen it!

Li Qingshan basically reacted with so much certainty without even thinking at all. Not only had he seen the Soaring Dragon sword before, but he even knew its shape and size.

Afterwards, as he tried to recall it, his eyes suddenly became slightly lost. The glistening Soaring Dragon sword turned into mist and dispersed.

His memories gave him the exact opposite as an answer. Not only had he never seen the Soaring Dragon sword before, but this was even his first time hearing about the Soaring Dragon sword, even though Fu Qingjin had clearly asked the cultivators so many times earlier.

That was the only reply Li Qingshan could give. “No, I haven’t.”

The xiezhi’s horn did not light up. The xiezhi divine beast seemed to judge Li Qingshan to be innocent, proving he had nothing to do with the Soaring Dragon Elder.

It was impossible to tell whether Fu Qingjin’s reaction was disappointment or relief.

Don’t tell me I was mistaken? The person who obtained the sumeru ring is not a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Clear River prefecture, but from somewhere else, or perhaps a night roamer? But why would a night roamer make a special trip to the surface just to open the sumeru ring?

However, anything was always possible in this world.

The lead had come to an end! Fu Qingjin could not help but admit the feebleness and powerlessness of human intelligence before the unfathomable, unpredictable world. He would only be able to gain a grasp over the tracks of fate if he possessed the arts of divination like the Divining Elder.

Liu Zhangqing let out a sigh of relief and smiled. “Fellow Fu, are you satisfied now?”

Fu Qingjin let out a gentle sigh and nodded towards Li Qingshan. “Looks like I was mistaken.”





Chapter 460: The Past is Easy to Forget | Legend of the Great Sage




“People aren’t perfect. All we can do is strive for the better.” Li Qingshan shrugged. Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out in his ear.

“You owe me this time.” Ru Xin’s lips curled into a slight smile as she spoke to him secretly.

I owe you this time? Li Qingshan tried to think, but his memories were like sand sculptures on the beach, collapsing under the waves. He furrowed his brows and pressed his hand against his forehead. He was afraid to recall anything else.

What was going on? He clearly knew the answer, yet he was afraid to think too much about it.

A while earlier, Ru Xin held Li Qingshan’s hand. After a while of consideration, she shoved a tiny bottle into his hand. The bottle rippled with golden fluid. It was the Water of Oblivion Ru Xin had only refined recently.

Li Qingshan widened his eyes slightly and glanced at Ru Xin before looking towards Fu Qingjin below.

It was almost up to him.

He could no longer care about the effects and side-effects of the Water of Oblivion. He grabbed Ru Xin’s soft hand and tightened around it slightly, expressing his gratitude. Her hand was warm, smooth, and gentle, but he had no time to properly appreciate it.

He changed his posture in a very natural manner, placing his elbow on the table as his hand covered his mouth. The Water of Oblivion flowed down his throat in a scorching manner.

Because Li Qingshan sat towards the back and everyone’s attention was gathered on Fu Qingjin and the questioned cultivators, Li Qingshan did not attract any attention with his subtle movements.

In the beginning, Li Qingshan did not sense anything strange when the Water of Oblivion reached his stomach. He raised his head and did find the resplendent ceiling lights rather dazzling.

When he lowered his head again, Fu Qingjin had already returned to the platform in the centre, standing beside Liu Zhangqing. The danger had already passed by.

“The large-scale invasion of daemons will be a great danger to Clear River city as well as us. The oath of the Daemon Suppression alliance, the responsibilities of the academy, will completely depend on this battle. We must pour our strength together and defeat the daemons, fighting side by side!” Liu Zhangqing waved his hand in an enthusiastic manner.

What beautiful spring scenery! Li Qingshan sighed inside.

Through another pair of his eyes, he currently stared at the Clear river that flowed east. It just happened to be the end of spring, where the weeping willows on the two banks were shrouded in mist. The weather had already grown very warm, but it had yet to reach a level where it was scorching.

As he walked through the spring breeze, he felt like he had just drunken some good liquor. He felt tipsy.

What was I doing? I can’t think about it! It’s useless even if I do think about it. Is this called getting lost on the road of life?

Li Qingshan plucked a willow branch out of pure boredom, breaking his shadow in the water.

Nearby on a road, there was a banner labelled “Tea” swaying in the wind.

Old man Liu had already run this tea stand for thirty-one years. This was a road that everyone had to use if they wanted to enter the prefectural city from the west. Merchants and visitors flowed to and fro. If they became thirsty or tired, they would sit down at his stand to rest and have a bowl of tea. Business was still booming.

Since three years ago, business gradually took a turn for the worst, but he was very content with what he already had, at least compared to those who had fled here with their entire family. He was located on the edge of the prefectural city. The greatest city within fifteen hundred kilometers watched over his tiny tea stand from behind.

There were no daemons that would come to make trouble here. Even if a few ignorant ones appeared, they would be dealt with quickly and cleanly by the sirs in the city.

Business today was alright. In threes and fives, over a dozen customers sat at his tea stand, conversing among themselves leisurely. Among their discussions, they could not avoid mentioning the horrors of daemons.

Old man Liu smiled as he listened along. He did not feel pressured at all. Suddenly, he saw the vegetation on the river bank rustle, and a person seemed to sit down. He called him over, “Sir traveller, you must be tired from all the travelling. Why don’t you come here and have a cup of tea and quench your thirst!”



The other customers all looked over too. All they saw was a person standing up, and the first thing they noticed was his head of fiery, long hair, which seemed to burn. His scorching, scarlet eyes could make people shiver even under the light of day.