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

With the Remorselessness of the Demon Heart, he refused to come to his senses, to achieve awakening. He was only willing to grip the sharp blade firmly and stare at the dripping blood.

The demon heart shone with rings of light, extending out of his body without dispersing. Sometimes, it turned into the tiger demon that battled the very world, and sometimes, it turned into the ox demon that stood with an indomitable spirit. In the end, it turned into something like the demonfolk, constantly assuming the various forms of the Demon Suppression statues.

The stronger his demonic nature and the brighter the demon heart was, the stronger the Demon Suppression Statuary was!

Before he knew it, Li Qingshan’s method of cultivation had already diverged vastly from the Unraging monk’s cultivation method, or even the expectations of this cultivation method’s creator.

Logically speaking, an existence that possessed the demonic nature of the ox demon and tiger demon would completely brush aside the Demon Suppression Statuary. They would only walk towards the peak of the demonic path. They would either be destroyed by their demonic nature or achieve greatness in the demonic path. Only the sagacity and forbearance of the spirit turtle and the nobility and virtue of the phoenix could suppress such a powerful demonic nature, creating a possibility within the impossible!

The gushing demon qi flowed through the Chains of Demon Suppression and wrapped around the Soaring Dragon sword.

Since he could not use force, then he would change the method that he used. He would influence it with his own will!

Just like with a rebellious teenager, using only heavy-handed responses would lead to even more intense resistance. Compared to that, parents would be better off taking their time and having their children accept the new principles.



Fu Qingjin treated the heart of the sword as his own heart, which made him lose himself in the end. Only after his sword broke did he find himself.

However, Li Qingshan wanted to use his own heart as the heart of the sword. If he succeeded, not only would the Soaring Dragon sword retain its spiritual properties, but it would even grow stronger from accepting the powerful will of its new master, Li Qingshan.

However, who knew how many times more difficult that would be. Could he really defeat the heart of the sword the past masters of the Soaring Dragon sword forged?

Even Li Qingshan himself was uncertain. If he truly ran out of options, all he could do was wipe out the sword’s intelligence and consequently its spiritual nature.

Several days later, he smiled and opened his eyes. He saw that a strand of demon qi had already seeped into the Soaring Dragon sword, leaving behind a black speck.

Just like how it was easier to pick up bad habits than good ones, making a rebellious teenager become a good student that excelled virtuously, intellectually, and physically was difficult, but becoming a hoodlum was as easy as it could get. In cultivation terms, that would be “it’s easier to enter the demonic than the orthodox”!

“A sword is a lethal weapon, an item for killing. Compared to being destroyed while being pointlessly stubborn, you’re better off killing to your heart’s content with me and realising your original purpose!”

Li Qingshan smiled gently. The Soaring Dragon sword thrummed, but its resistance became a little weaker.

A dam of a thousand kilometers could fall to an ant’s nest. Once an opening appeared, the rest would unfold with ease. The black speck constantly spread, using merely three days to dye the entire Soaring Dragon sword. The colour became rather heavy and dark, but its edge only became sharper.

Only the dragon’s eye on the hilt continued to shine with golden light.

Another day later, the color of the dragon’s eye suddenly became the same as his demon heart’s. It let out a dragon’s cry, rising up from low to high in a deafening manner. It reverberated through the entire cave.

“Success!”





Chapter 734: Seeing Ru Xin Again | Legend of the Great Sage




Li Qingshan’s soul sense was like flowing water, entering the Soaring Dragon sword with the demon qi.

Suddenly, a world opened up before him. Countless figures stood with swords, wielding countless Soaring Dragon swords in their hands, which danced about in the air. Countless ingenious sword techniques—flicks, thrusts, chops, and slashes—merged together to form the Soaring Dragon sword’s unique and grand path of the sword.

Renowned swords of the Sword Collection palace were precious not because of their great power, but because they were an inheritance of power for the Sword Collection palace.

The figures were the comprehension and will towards the path of the sword from the past masters of the Soaring Dragon sword. They might have been a little lacklustre compared to the profound sword intent of the Three Absolutes Calligraphy, but they were clearer and easier to comprehend.

In the depths of Li Qingshan’s eyes, strokes of the sword criss-crossed together. He nodded from time to time as if he had gained something. A long time later, he dismissed his thoughts and achieved a thorough understanding of the path of the sword. He felt like he had gained a lot yet again.

But I don’t need so many voices!

Demon qi spread through the world within the sword, and the countless figures vanished, merging into a single person in the end. It was the demonified Li Qingshan himself, more consolidated than any of the figures. He gently swung the Soaring Dragon sword.

Clang! The Chains of Demon Suppression shattered, and the Soaring Dragon sword let out a long cry. It enlarged, and its straight edge became curved, now covered with a thin layer of dragon scales. It seemed much more vicious.

Golden light no longer remained. A gloomy light flowed through it, resembling both a dragon and a sword!

It only required a single glance to be recognised as a demonic artifact. It was impossible to connect it to the Soaring Dragon sword unless it was someone that was extremely familiar with the Soaring Dragon sword.

Li Qingshan stroked the ridge of the sword with the tip of his finger, and the sword thrummed, becoming docile. It slowly glanced around, moving extremely slowly. The sword flashed and swum through his surroundings like a dragon, moving in a fluid and profound manner.

When it came to his compatibility with the sword, even the Soaring Dragon Elder would pale in comparison. They were mentally linked. The sword was like an extension of his limbs.

“From today onwards, you will be called Demon Dragon!”

……

Fragrant Flower market.

Xianghua Man was currently bathing comfortably in the hot spring. Within the misty steam, a figure walked over and called out her name, “Xianghua Man!”

It was a woman’s voice. It was extremely pleasant, but rather cold like the thrumming of metal.

“Who is it?”

Xianghua Man leapt out of the water and swung her hand. The steam parted and revealed a frosty woman in white standing there. She completely ignored the incoming attack.

However, when Xianghua Man saw her attire, she was shocked. She twisted her right hand suddenly, and the attack brushed past the woman. With a boom, it split open a wall.

The woman’s collar that was embroidered with lotus flowers ruffled gently.

“May I ask which hall you are in charge of in the White Lotus cult, ma’am?” Xianghua Man said.

That was the uniform of a hall lord of the White Lotus cult. Normally, she could not even meet altar lords, so why had a hall lord visited her today?

“The Clear Ripple hall!”



“So it’s hall lord Shi. I’ve failed to welcome you from afar, so please forgive me. Please allow me to change into a set of clothes!”