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

Though, it would be rude to not reciprocate! You’ve made a mess out of my home today, wanting to kill me. If the opportunity ever presents itself in the future, I’ll definitely pay a visit to your places too. I’ll visit places like Pine Sough academy. By then, don’t blame me if I kill anyone I see.

Li Qingshan returned to his senses. His gaze landed on the phoenix feather before him again.

The phoenix feather hovered in the air, sometimes drifting up and sometimes drooping down, leaving behind a trajectory of scarlet fire.

After spending several days, he could already control the phoenix feather freely, but he was rather stumped about what to do next. Was he supposed to stick the feather in himself and he would be a phoenix? Surely not!

Xiao An stood up gracefully and her seaweed-like hair draped down.

Seeing how Li Qingshan had arrived at an impasse, she suddenly walked over, grabbing one of Li Qingshan’s fingers with her small hand and holding the phoenix feather gently between two fingers. She stabbed down, right into the tip of Li Qingshan’s finger. Blood oozed out before the phoenix feather immediately absorbed it, like a quill absorbing ink. Blood filled up the hollow shaft of the phoenix feather, spreading to every single barb and making them even brighter in colour.

But at the same time, a power poured into the wound, and the injury recovered immediately. The feather automatically activated its healing properties.

“This…” Li Qingshan suddenly felt his IQ was rather insufficient.

Xiao An grinned before returning to one side. It obviously had not been a wild guess. When Li Qingshan studied the phoenix feather, she read through large quantities of relevant material.

Li Qingshan scooped up Xiao An and kissed her forehead heavily. “I really don’t know what I’d do without you!”

……

At the same time, the four grandmasters returned to the commandery city of Ruyi. They reported to the Marquis of Ruyi in the governor’s estate.

As they waited in the guest room, they looked at one another and all felt rather dishevelled.

Before long, the Marquis of Ruyi strode over to receive them. He bowed first. “I’ve made you wait. So how were the results of the battle?”

A hint of awkwardness and shame appeared on their faces as they felt even more furious inside.

Their visit to the Clear River prefecture this time was like clenching their fists firmly only to punch thin air. Despite all of their abilities, there had been no opportunity for them to use it, being mocked by that wretched daemon instead.

However, they obviously could not mention that. The scholar in white clasped his hands. “Sir, the wretched daemon is far too crafty. He hid himself and concealed all of his aura. We were unable to find him.”

The Marquis of Ruyi blamed himself. “It’s because of my insufficient preparations that you’ve gone to such tremendous efforts. You are hardly to blame. I will send people for fellow Feng right now.”



The scholar in white eased up and smiled. “As long as fellow Feng divines for us, there’ll be nowhere for the wretched daemon to escape to or hide.”

This so-called “fellow Feng” was called Feng Buquan. He was Ma Buyi’s master and the most prominent figure of the school of Yin-yang throughout the entire commandery. Anything he said would always come true, and his word was basically prophetic. He was rather renowned throughout the entire Green province for his divination.

With the Marquis of Ruyi’s great power and influence, a streak of light flew over from the horizon before long, landing in the courtyard outside the guest room.

His eyes drooped and his mouth was slanted, hunch-backed and extremely disfigured. One of his eyes was even a muddy grey as if it was blind. He stood there in a twisted posture, eyeing everyone with his single eye. He said in a hoarse, unpleasant voice, “Marquis, why have you summoned me?”

He seemed extremely rude, even if he had no intentions to be rude.

The scholar in white frowned slightly and felt slightly uncomfortable. If it were not for the aura he radiated with, no one would have connected him to a Golden Core cultivator.

The scholar in white lamented slightly inside, This fellow Feng had been such a handsome figure in the past. Just because one of his divinations failed and he suffered a backlash from the heavenly secrets, he ended up like this. The arts of divination are truly far too dangerous.

The Marquis of Ruyi only showed more respect. He explained everything to Feng Buquan.

Cultivators skilled in divination had always been extremely rare, and those who could reach Golden Core were basically mythological existences. In the past, Feng Buquan had been a figure who could enter and leave the provincial lord’s estate as he pleased. Although he had fallen in status now, he was still not someone the Marquis of Ruyi dared to neglect.

Feng Buquan said, “Now that’s easy. I’m willing to venture to the Clear River prefecture with the grandmasters!”

The Marquis of Ruyi smiled. “That would be for the best. Once you kill this wretched daemon, you’ll have many thanks from me.”

When Feng Buquan heard “many thanks”, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he smiled stiffly.

The four Golden Core cultivators immediately became five.

As the marquis of the region, his family had governed the Ruyi commandery for several millennia. The ties and connections he had reached every corner of the commandery.

He could basically mobilise all the cultivators of the Academy of the Hundred Schools. He only sent Wen Zhengming and his three senior brothers because of the blood feud between the moon demon and Pine Sough academy. Sending four Golden Core cultivators to kill a single Daemon General could already be regarded as overkill.

If he wanted people, he could find ten Golden Core cultivators if he wanted to. As long as he spoke, even sect masters and elders of those independent sects would have to show some respect to him.

He had never considered personally taking part, nor did he ever doubt a Daemon General would have to die if he wanted him to die.

Wen Zhengming’s group arrived above Moon Court lake again. Feng Buquan pulled out a glistening compass from a shabby bag on his waist. The compass was divided into several rings, all engraved with strange glyphs. It began to spin wildly.

……

Under Li Qingshan’s control, the phoenix feather left behind wound after wound on his body. The wounds seemed to possess two invisible sips, being ripped open on one side yet closing up on the other, without leaving behind a single trace.

The phoenix feather turned into a scarlet streak of light and danced wildly around Li Qingshan, like it was executing him by slow slicing.

However, Li Qingshan’s eyes shone brighter and brighter as if he could not feel any pain at all. The phoenix feather shone brighter and brighter too. As it filled up with blood, the power it contained merged with Li Qingshan’s body sliver by sliver.

When it used up its final sliver of power, the phoenix feather had become blood-red too.

Xiao An reminded him. “The heart!”

“The Phoenix Undergoes Nirvā?a Rebirth, with an Undying Heart!”



With a swish, the phoenix feather plunged into Li Qingshan’s chest, piercing his skin, flesh, and blood and into his heart.

In that moment, his heart stopped beating and fell silent.

Li Qingshan pushed the Phoenix’s Scripture of Nirvā?a to the limit. In his sea of consciousness, the phoenix raised its head and let out a long cry.

The phoenix feather suddenly began to burn, turning into a ball of fire. The blood-like red was filled with powerful life force.

Burning out, transforming, reborning!

Just like a miniature cycle of nirvā?a.

Li Qingshan’s heart also lit up with red light, shining brighter and brighter, right through his skin until a ball of fiery red was visible. A dancing phoenix could vaguely be made out.

Bang!

Just like the first clap of thunder in early spring, the rivers of ice shattered, and the world awakened again.