Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 701-Chapter 833)

Some people guessed that this was the Great Xia empire’s plan, intentionally sending them to the Mist province, which was equivalent to sending political hostages to alleviate the situation between the two provinces. However, even more people believed that the Great Xia empire was no longer trying to intervene between the two provinces like in the past. Instead, they intentionally wanted the provinces to weaken one another while maintaining absolute strength in the central Dragon province.

Li Qingshan and Xiao An were merely two chess pieces to accelerate the war, two pitiful sacrifices. Plenty of people wondered with ill intentions, How will the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga respond when they lose two genius disciples?

The moment Li Qingshan arrived in the South sea, he killed the White Hawk commander and successfully replaced him, demonstrating viciousness that was completely unbefitting of his identity as a buddhist disciple. However, this was instead a minor matter across the Mist province. Over two years had passed since then, so Li Qingshan’s name gradually faded from view. He would only be mentioned from time to time when they tried to guess the outcome of that battle.

Only when Li Qingshan used the Blood Oath Scroll to rein in ten cave masters and waged battle throughout the entire south did his name ring once more, but the prefix to his name was no longer his post, “White Hawk commander”, or his identity, “the Unraging monk’s disciple”. Instead, it was “King of Savages”.

The title of king had always been a term of reference that only third heavenly tribulation existences had the right to possess. The King of Chu, the King of Yue, Monk Kings, Daemon Kings, Great General Kings—they were all supreme cultivators, where only a single one would emerge from millions. They stood on an absolute level of authority across the nine provinces.

With Li Qingshan’s cultivation, he did not have the right to be known as a king, but the first cave master of Savage mountain from the founding generation had once said that anyone who underwent the third heavenly tribulation could refine the Blood Oath Scroll and unify Savage mountain. If this happened, the other cave masters would refer to him as the “King of Savages”. The seven other cave masters of that generation had agreed with him.

According to everyone’s belief, this was something only a powerful cultivator of the third heavenly tribulation could achieve, so it made perfect sense to call them “king”.

However, no one expected someone to actually achieve this with a cultivation at the second heavenly tribulation.





Chapter 781: A Guest from the Sword Pavillion, a Prince of the Kingdom of Yue | Legend of the Great Sage




The sky was sunken. The lead-like clouds weighed heavily as if they could directly blanket the sea of trees. It was as dark as night.

A streak of light shot across the sky. A man of short stature rode on his sword. He was not tall, but he had a square face and a wide mouth, giving off a sense of valiance. The sword beneath his feet happened to be an arcane treasure.

The streak of light landed on the ground, and the man sheathed his sword. Looking over, he saw Savage mountain towering into the clouds, but when he wanted to take a deeper look, all he saw was surging mist, sealing off the entire place. Even his soul sense could not penetrate the mist.

This is the Mist Sea Formation of Eight Directions! That old monster Zuo really died to him. Even his protective formation has been uprooted and taken away. It hasn’t even been a month, but those renowned figures of the south have all been either slaughtered or forced into swearing the blood oath, becoming his servants. The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga truly lives up to its reputation. Just how powerful is this Li Qingshan?

The man wondered. Right when he was about to take a step forward, he suddenly looked back, gripping his sword in caution.

A green cloud passed through the cloud layer, also drifting towards Savage mountain.

The colour of the green cloud was not a verdant green or an inky green, but a brutal green. It surged about like it was alive and actually moved no slower than the man on his sword. It also landed before the valley in the blink of an eye.

The brutal-green cloud seemed even stranger. It surged about as if it wanted to lunge towards the man, producing a strange buzz like a man-eating monster. At a closer glance, it was no cloud at all, but thousands of tiny, green insects almost invisible to the naked eye.

“The Myriad Poison cult!” The man frowned.

“Cough, cough. Fellow Peng, aren’t you supposed to be drifting about on the sea? Why have you come to our southern region?”

A delicate voice rang out from the cloud of insects, and a tall, thin figure emerged. He was a young noble in luxurious clothes with a sickly appearance. The cloud of insects surged and drew in, returning to the vine container on his waist.

“So it’s the Sickly Prince. How important this Li Qingshan must be for you to come in person!” Peng Jingni smiled. Battle intent roused within him, and he drew half of the Startled Salamander sword from its sheath.

“Both you and I have a task to attend to today, so just save it! Since you’ve come first, then you can go in first! If you really can’t accept this, we can fight after the matter.”

The Sickly Prince gestured elegantly with his hand for Peng Jingni to go in first, but Peng Jingni was no fool. He knew that since the Sickly Prince wanted him to see Li Qingshan first, the Sickly Prince would definitely be planning to ruin everything for him afterwards.

Although the Myriad Poison cult dominated in the south and the South Sea Sword pavilion stood aloof over the seas, they had numerous disputes over the many years they spent as neighbours.

The Myriad Poison cult was a standard demonic sect, while the South Sea Sword pavilion claimed to be a part of the orthodoxy. As a sect of sword cultivators, they did have a hint of gallantry about them. However, the most basic reason was still a conflict of interest. Once an arcane treasure appeared or a spiritual herb emerged, there would be quite the struggle both out in the open and in secret.

Throughout the years, who knew how many disciples died to one another. It would instead be strange if they got along when they saw each other. As the most outstanding disciples of their respective sects, they normally would always fight when they met.

“If you’re not in a hurry, then I’ll be going in first.” The Sickly Prince smiled and took a step forward. Sword qi swept past his face, producing a deep ditch right in front of him.

“Don’t even think about it!” Peng Jingni drew his sword. This person has a silken tongue. If he goes in first, he’ll definitely ruin everything for me.

“Not this and not that. What do you want? How mighty of the South Sea Sword pavilion! You better not forget that this is the southern region of the Mist province!” The Sickly Prince’s pale face sank.

“Let’s fight it out first and see who wins! Wait until you see me send a sickly bastard like you scurrying away first.” Peng Jingni smiled.

“Fair enough. Poisoning a tiny dwarf like you to death won’t take much time anyway.”

“I think the two of you should come in together!”

Right when a battle was about to erupt, a voice rang out from the valley, and the mist dispersed, revealing a path.



Both of their hearts skipped a beat. The sickly prince took a step back and made an inviting gesture, while Peng Jingni let out a cold snort and sheathed his sword. The two of them entered the valley, and the mist surged back together.

Peng Jingni passed through the Mist Sea Formation of Eight Directions first, guarding against the Sickly Prince behind him while moving quickly.

With no opportunity available to launch a sneak attack, the Sickly Prince just gave up on it. The Lair of Demons of Savage mountain that had once had its moments of renown and influence in the south had become very quiet. The old structures of the city had been flattened, reclaimed by nature.

So it’s merely a facade. They’ve only constructed a defensive formation. What a waste of resources!