Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 501-Chapter 600)

As Li Qingshan pondered, Gu Yanying smiled and vanished. Before long, a familiar figure appeared before Li Qingshan.

“Qingshan!” Han Qiongzhi’s voice trembled slightly. As she said that, her eyes became slightly teary.

“Qiongzhi!” Li Qingshan took a step forward, wanting to pull her into his arms, but his hands passed through her figure and only then did he remember it was all an illusion. He smiled self-deprecatingly. His nose tingled slightly too.

How long had it been? Four years? Five?

Even to cultivators, this was not a short time. He had countless things he wanted to say, but he actually had no idea how to start right now. All he could do was stare at her silently.

Suddenly, Li Qingshan smiled. “Have you prepared the dowry?”

“Not even a cent!” Han Qiongzhi bit her lip. She wanted to cry, and she wanted to laugh right now. He still remembered their engagement.

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“This is all the information on the moon demon. His body is tough, probably close to the level of Daemon Commanders already. Coupled with the support from the god seal, the quantity of his daemon qi and his recovery rate probably even exceeds that of Daemon Commanders.”

“And, he doesn’t seem to possess two innate abilities like regular Daemon Generals. It’s possible that he has more than four, or even five. In particular, the wings of wind on his back allow him to fly with unparalleled speed.

Hua Chengzan retrieved all the information on the moon demon and also gave a rough explanation and analysis, outlining Li Qingshan’s powers, strengths, and weaknesses.

Wen Zhengming only nodded along, listening extremely carefully. Only when Hua Chengzan was done did he ask, “What about his character?”

“Hmm?”

“You’ve had a lot of contact with him. What is his character like? Is he prudent or conceited, crafty or courageous? As mentioned in the arts of war, attacking cities is inferior; attacking the heart is superior.”

Not only did Wen Zhengming want to understand Li Qingshan’s strength, but he also wanted to understand his character so that he could come up with some strategies that corresponded to his personality. He was as serious as when he studied. His grievances from his dead disciple failed to influence his judgement at all.

Hua Chengzan said, “That would be difficult to say. Sometimes, he does seem extremely conceited, but that is often when he has the strength to back it up. He’s not exactly crafty, but he’s not someone who would fall for tricks easily.”

“Then with his personality and strength in mind, what kind of strategy do you think will guarantee his death, commander Hua?”

Wen Zhengming demonstrated only modesty. None of it was an act as he asked for guidance from Hua Chengzan who was only an early Foundation Establishment cultivator with great seriousness.

“With senior’s learnedness and ability, this junior dares not demonstrate his incompetence.” Hua Chengzan took a step back and bowed.



“Even among any three people, I can learn something from at least one of them. I am but a bookworm. I am not skilled in the arts and stratagem of war. I’ve heard how commander Hua is highly resourceful, so please do give me guidance.”

Wen Zhengming brought his hands together and his huge sleeves fluttered in the air, performing a great, formal, confucian bow of seeking knowledge to Hua Chengzan. He was filled with sincerity.

A Golden Core cultivator bowing to a Foundation Establishment cultivator was like a person walking along before suddenly bowing to an ant. If it were not the fact that he was a confucian, if it were not for the fact that reputation no longer meant anything to him, even a Golden Core cultivator with the best temperament in the world would not do something like that.

“You treat me with too much regard, senior!”

Flattered, Hua Chengzan returned the bow in a hurry. He thought to himself, Northmoon, oh Northmoon, you’re really in trouble this time! If I had an opponent like this, I wouldn’t even be able to eat or sleep in peace.





Chapter 526: Ten Millennia is Too Short | Legend of the Great Sage




Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi told each other everything they wanted to say and agreed on a time to meet again. Only then did Li Qingshan leave the room reluctantly. A smile remained on his face.

At the same time, Wen Zhengming left the Hawkwolf Guard, taking off into the air.

A cloud hovered in the sky above Clear River city. If someone were bored enough to stare at it for a long time, they would discover it was different from regular clouds. It did not drift with the wind.

Wen Zhengming passed through the cloud. A huge Soaring Dragon ship was docked in the cloud.

Shuffling about on the deck were all confucian disciples in the robes of scholars. Just the Foundation Establishment cultivators among them amounted to over a dozen, yet none of them engaged in any idle chit chat.

All of their gazes were focused on the three men dressed as confucian scholars on the nose of the ship, standing in the wind. When they saw Wen Zhengming arrive, a talented scholar in white clothes called out loudly, “Junior brother Wen, how was the investigation?”

“Don’t worry, senior brothers. I already have a plan in mind. This time, we can settle both the commandery governor’s task and Shancheng’s revenge.”

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“Golden Cicada? I think I’ve heard it somewhere. It sounds rather familiar.”

Ru Xin fiddled with her hair and sank into her thoughts, but no matter how serious her expression was, she always seemed like she was joking around slightly.

She currently stood before a medicine cabinet. The tall cabinet behind her and the drawers of various sizes were completely soaked in a heavy medicinal fragrance, forming a bitter and refreshing smell.

As she thought, she controlled a medicinal pot, carefully brewing something. She would wave her hand from time to time and a drawer would open with a few medicinal items flying out.

Li Qingshan stared at her dazed expression and also became slightly dazed.

Ru Xin returned to her senses. As if she had just noticed Li Qingshan, she said, “What brought you here?”

Li Qingshan shot a vicious glance at her. “I- Hurry up and think!”

Ru Xin smiled. “If I’ve guessed correctly, you’re asking about a daemon, right?”

“Possibly.”

“That’s roughly a yes then. I didn’t think, I didn’t think…”

“Hurry up and tell me!”

Ru Xin laid out her hand and curled her finger. Only after offering up a sum of spiritual stones as the fee for the information did she smile. “Have you heard about the Seventy-two Daemon Kings before?”

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At the same time, in the underground of endless darkness, eight eyes flickered with light, radiating with a heavy and dangerous aura.

A black figure drew closer unscrupulously, even richer in colour than the darkness.

“Mo Yu, why have you come?” Lolth’s voice rang out in the darkness.



“I’ve come to assist you under the dragon king’s orders,” a deathly voice said.

“I don’t need it!”

Lolth was rather surprised. As the most trusted Daemon Commander under the Dragon King of Ink Sea, Mo Yu’s relationship with the Dragon King of Ink Sea was like one of disciple and master, son and father. He was equivalent to the “crown prince” of the daemons across the entire Green province. His cultivation had already reached the peak of Daemon Commander. Even facing three or five regular Golden Core cultivators alone was no issue for him.

However, it was exactly because of his esteemed status and great strength that he barely showed himself to others anymore. Most of the time, he remained in Ink sea, cultivating arduously. He would never intervene unless it truly reached a point when it mattered. The Dragon King of Ink Sea was not lacking any subordinates either, so sending him over was rather strange.

“You have a daemon called Northmoon as a subordinate. He seems to be very impressive. Tell him to come see me.”

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