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

“That must be Yin Xiaochou!”


Li Qingshan touched his arm, which hid a dragon-shaped shadow. Having refined the Soaring Dragon sword, he understood the exact origins of this bearing. The will of the past masters had been passed down through the ages in the sword. Having experienced the great changes that came with time, their successor would obviously be influenced unless they were like Li Qingshan, using their own wills to overwhelm the will of the sword.

Yin Xiaochou sensed something and gazed at the sky. From afar, their eyes met. Yin Xiaochou’s eyes produced sharp killing intent that resembled two streaks of light, shooting right into the air.

Imbuing one’s gaze with sword intent to stun others was a special technique of the Sword Collection palace. If the user’s cultivation was high enough, they could even directly destroy the enemy’s sea of consciousness.

However, when the sword intent entered Li Qingshan’s eyes, it vanished forever like a stone cast into the ocean.

Yin Xiaochou, who originally planned on making Li Qingshan suffer, indirectly shivered inside. Who is this?

Then he glanced past the so-called “geniuses” around him. Have I finally met an opponent worthy of a battle?

Li Qingshan looked away with a smile. He turned around and said, “The Breaking Water sword? Hehe, Danqing, have you brought brush and paper?”

“That is my livelihood, so how could I not bring it?”

As one of the geniuses invited, Chu Danqing clearly seemed rather absent-minded today. His eyebags sagged a little, and his eyes were bloodshot. Who knew what he was thinking. He only returned to his senses after hearing Li Qingshan’s question.

Hua Chengzan knew that during the small gathering last night, Li Qingshan had specially pulled Chu Danqing to the side. Ever since then, he became distracted. Afterwards, he even bade farewell and took his leave early, only emerging from his room tonight to board the Soaring Dragon ship. He could not help but wonder about what Li Qingshan had said to him!

Li Qingshan smiled. “Take it all out. Be prepared to paint a painting!”



“Alright, what painting?”

Li Qingshan touched his chin and considered it seriously. “Let’s just call it ‘The Painting of Invincible Might Where the Wise and Valiant Li Qingshan Crushes Yin Xiaochou Who Tries to Act Cool Mindlessly’!”

The deck suddenly fell quiet. Everyone seemed like lightning had just struck them. Even the corner of Han Tieyi’s eyes twitched.

Chu Danqing smiled bitterly. “I feel like that name is an insult to my craft!”

“Then you can come up with the name. I’m going down first!”

Li Qingshan swung his hand and leapt off the deck, landing right in front of Yin Xiaochou. He smiled. “Li Qingshan!”

“Greetings, commander Li!” The geniuses from the sects all cast aside their pride and greeted him. Everyone in the Clear River prefecture knew the great Scarlet Hawk commander, Li Qingshan.

“Yin Xiaochou!”

Yin Xiaochou could not help but straighten himself out, gazing at Li Qingshan deeply.

The first disciple under the Unraging Guardian King of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, the Scarlet Hawk commander of the Clear River prefecture, Li Qingshan. It’s said that he practises the greatest secret cultivation method of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, the Demon Suppression Statuary, and his strength surpasses regular Foundation Establishment cultivators. Because he hasn’t joined the monastery, he possesses the reputation of the greatest secular disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Even an imperial prince once suffered heavily at his hand.

When I left the Sword Collection palace, even junior brother Fu told me to be careful of this person. He’s definitely not an easy target to deal with. But hasn’t he spent the past few years in secluded cultivation in the Chain mountains? Why has he suddenly emerged?

Yin Xiaochou was not afraid of Li Qingshan. He had absolute confidence in his own strength. He only paid some special attention to the words “Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga”. Among the three great sects of the Green province, it was because of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga’s mediation for harmony that the Sword Collection palace and the Umbral Yin sect managed to remain at peace for so long.

However, he cast these worries to the back of his head very soon. The path of the sword was about advancing fearlessly, definitely not worrying and being overcautious. Since he’s bold enough to come, I’ll cut down the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga’s reputation to size! Let’s see whether the legendary Demon Suppression Statuary is really deserving of its reputation or not!

“Your sword is called the Breaking Water sword, right?”

Li Qingshan looked at the sword on Yin Xiaochou’s knees. The dark scabbard was simple with a few shadowy lines of a poem engraved on it. However, it was slightly curved and not completely straight.

“That’s right!”

“My sword is called the water sword!”

Li Qingshan smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the moist air condensed into a transparent water sword in his hand. He flicked the edge gently, and it thrummed.

“Very well then. Let’s see whether I can break it today or not!” Yin Xiaochou narrowed his eyes. Li Qingshan was clearly mocking his sword. To a swordsman, that was the greatest provocation possible, and it was completely disrespectful too. This was completely different from any of the opponents he had encountered in the twenty-one prefectures he had visited already.

“Danqing, are you ready?” Li Qingshan said to Chu Danqing, who had arrived after him.

“Yes!” As he had said, Chu Danqing was holding brushes and paper. He was prepared to paint.

“We’ll change the name of the painting to ‘The Water Sword Destroys the Breaking Water Sword’!” Li Qingshan called out. He pointed the tip of his sword at Yin Xiaochou and smiled. “Draw your sword!”

Even at this moment, he had no intentions of behaving like he was facing a powerful enemy. He was so relaxed that it seemed like he was on a leisurely stroll; it was as if the successor of one of the Ten Renowned Swords of the Sword Collection palace, the supreme swordsman that had challenged twenty-one prefectures, was merely a weakling he could casually defeat.

Yin Xiaochou stood up gradually and slowly drew the Breaking Water sword from its sheath.

At that moment, a ray of light rippled out, and even the bright moon lost its colour.



What also responded was everyone’s faces. The geniuses that had been invited from the various schools and sects could not help but hold their breaths.

All of the light gathered on Yin Xiaochou who stood with his sword. His clothes hovered in the air, standing aloof from the world as if he was about to drift away with the wind.

However, the Breaking Water sword still attracted most of the attention. The sword was curved and slender like a crescent moon, emanating with rings of light.

Li Qingshan’s gaze had been drawn away by it too, but he was still unconcerned as if he could not feel the threat from the Breaking Water sword at all. This was without a doubt even more unpleasant than hurling abuse to Yin Xiaochou. Among the twenty-one prefectures he had visited, never had he been treated like this.

As a result, he said nothing more. He swung his sword.

No one could describe the amazement of that stroke!

He cut through the moonlight, broke through the water, and severed all worries and troubles there were in the world!

Subconsciously, Chu Danqing wanted to draw the splendour of the sword, but he could not pour his impulse through the tip of his brush.