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

“You’ve gone to a lot of trouble in the past few days.” Li Qingshan touched her cheeks. He said he was looking for a dwelling, but actually, she was helping him find opponents. They could not be so weak that it bored him, but he did not want to go as far as to provoke third heavenly tribulation cultivators either.

“You have to make sure you’re careful. They possess a geographic advantage, and they’re capable of various things. Just Li Qingshan alone can’t win, and it’s not like you can expose your identity as Northmoon.”

“That’s easy then. I’ll just make sure that no one leaves!”

……

Savage mountain sat on the earth, curving into a horseshoe shape and forming a large valley. There was water on top of that, which criss-crossed the region as countless gullies.

This location was different from the other places of the south. There were no towering trees. The valley was peppered with structures, standing as a prosperous city.

Li Qingshan stood at the entrance of the valley, in front of a gateway that reached over a hundred meters tall. To one side, four large words were written on the cliff face that reached into the clouds, “Death to All Intruders”. The words were red and glossy as if they had just been written with fresh blood.

“Who’s there below!?”

Someone called out from on top of the gate.

“The White Hawk commander, Li Qingshan!” Li Qingshan stretched out his voice, making it boom like thunder and reach the entire valley.

“Ah!” The person was surprised. He widened his eyes and closely studied Li Qingshan’s white clothes before smiling. “Sir commander, are you tired of living? Aren’t you afraid that our cave masters will cut you up and eat you alive for paying a stroll to our Lair of Demons?”

A roar of laughter rang out from above the gate, completely unfazed by Li Qingshan’s identity and cultivation.

“I’ve come to visit the various cave masters. Open up!”

The laughter from the gate became even more violent. Over all these years of battle against the Hawkwolf Guard, they had already emerged complete victorious, but never had a White Hawk commander visited them. Someone even clamoured and said, “The renown of the Lair of Demons spans far and wide. Even the Hawkwolf Guard has come to demonstrate their subservience!”

As for the possibility that the newly-appointed White Hawk commander was here to kill them, they had not even considered it. How was that possible?

A while later, as if they had received some kind of order, a tiny corner gate opened up at the base of the entrance.

“Come on in, sir commander. Our cave masters wish to see you.”

Li Qingshan did not budge. “Please open the main gate! Thanks!”

Like a droplet of water falling into boiling oil, the laughter that had just subsided surged once more.



“Haha, he said ‘please’! He even said ‘thanks’! I’m going to laugh to death!” “He really is from an orthodox sect of the Green province. He’s probably come to sweep up us demons!”

“Hehe, if you still don’t open up, I’ll have to knock on the door!”





Chapter 763: Knocking on the Door | Legend of the Great Sage




In the depths of the valley on a tall tower, five cave masters of the Lair of Demons gathered together for a discussion.

“Where’s the first cave master? Why isn’t he here yet?” said an ascetic buddhist monk.

He had a bulging forehead, high cheekbones, and sunken eyes that were completely bloodshot. His lips were pale, and he had two fleshy bumps on his forehead. At first glance, he did not bear any resemblance to a human; it was as if he wore the mask of a ghost. He had a scarlet kasaya draped over him.

TL: If you’re wondering how ascetic monks differ from regular buddhist monks, you can read this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dhutanga

“Ghost Ascetic, the first cave master has already been in secluded cultivation for two years. It’s not like you don’t know. How can we disturb him over something as petty as this?” a woman said. She was pretty, perhaps not a supreme beauty, but her figure was full and voluptuous. She was wrapped in threads of silk, which only partially obscured her body, making her seem even whiter and more enchanting.

The Ghost Ascetic glanced at her as if he was cautious of her. He no longer said anything more. He was only the sixth cave master of the Lair of Demons, while the plump beauty was the fourth cave master. She seemed like a human, but she actually originated from a rare race of otherfolk. She was known as the Silkworm Madam.

If she was supposed to be plump, then she would be a petite, dainty, little girl compared to the man beside her. The man no longer resembled a human, but a wriggled pile of white flesh. His facial features were squeezed shut, almost to a point where they were no longer visible. He was the second cave master of the Lair of Demons, the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber. His body rippled like a wave and he spoke.

“Hmph, something as petty as this? That’s the White Hawk commander. Even Huang Siqin died at his hands. I don’t think he’s come with any good intentions!”

“Since he’s bold enough to come, then we definitely can’t let him leave here alive, or will our Lair of Demons still have any pride left?”

The speaker was a man in his forties. His thin, dark-skinned face was filled with murderousness. He had many golden ring piercings on him, and there was a black scorpion tattooed on his face, where the scorpion tail was divided into three segments. He actually seemed the most ordinary here, except his skin gave off a faint, purple hue. The others all maintained a certain distance from him.

“Wei of the Poison, your disciple died, but you’re afraid to avenge him, so you want to use us!”

The Ghost Ascetic was afraid of the Silkworm Madam, but he was not afraid of him, as Wei of the Poison ranked last among the cave masters. He was only the eighth cave master.

Wei of the Poison’s face was warped with hatred. The White Wolf guard Li Qingshan had killed happened to be his proud disciple, yet he had actually been crushed like a bug. How could he not hate Li Qingshan? But even if he hated him, there was nothing he could do. The Lair of Demons was not a sect after all. Unless any outsiders attacked, there was no sense of unity at all. The other cave masters were all too busy celebrating the death of his proud disciple, so they definitely would not help him with revenge. He was afraid of provoking the existence that had killed Huang Siqin alone. Originally, he saw no hope for revenge, but he never expected an opportunity to be delivered to his doorstep, so why would he let it slip by?

“We’ve all sworn a blood oath. If any outsiders attack, we must unite together. Do you plan on violating the oath?” Wei of the Poison barked.

“Who said he’s come to attack us? Who knows, he might be coming to express his sincerities, just like that bastard Huang Siqin who tried to rope us in!” the Ghost Ascetic said.

“I think that’s highly possible!” the Silkworm Madam said with a smile, “As long as he hasn’t lost his mind, he’s not going to try and kill us!”

“You want to conspire with the Hawkwolf Guard? Don’t forget about the feud of blood from all those years ago!” Wei of the Poison said furiously with a sunken face.

“Since the boss isn’t here, then I’m in charge. Let him in and let’s hear what he has to say, or he’ll actually think we’re afraid of him. If he leaves us satisfied, then we’ll give him a quick death. If he doesn’t, then we’ll have old fifth’s bugs gnaw him clean!”

The Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber jiggled wildly, and from the pile of flesh, something that resembled an arm extended out, pointing at the “pocketman” in the corner who had remained silent the entire time.

The reason why he was called a “pocketman” was because his clothes were covered in pockets of various sizes, basically swallowing him whole. As such, it was impossible to even tell his gender. Aside from a hundred treasures pouch, all of the remaining pockets were bug pouches.

He was the fifth cave master of the Lair of Demons, Mountain Insect.