Legend of the Great Sage

realm, so how could Zhu Fuzi stand a chance?

“How dare you, wretched daemon!” Zhu Fuzi was absolutely shocked inside.
A strange power of tremors flowed through his entire body, shattering his bones and immobilising him.
He could not maintain his bearing as a gentleman anymore.

“Is bald ass something the likes of you can call him?” Li Qingshan bellowed and slashed down with his blade.

Blood-red light poured out, and Zhu Fuzi suddenly felt like his vision had been split in half.
He saw the other half of his body, as well as the shocked faces of the grandmasters in the surroundings.

Everything had happened in a single instant.
With a pull, a grasp, a bellow, and a slash, Li Qingshan had cut down Zhu Fuzi before everyone's eyes!

All of them recalled what Li Qingshan had said, “If you end up dying to my blade, don’t even think about grumbling in the afterlife!”

No, I definitely won’t die here!

A white soul nascence flew out, fleeing into the distance frantically, but a huge hand tailed after it closely like a net.
“You think you can leave?”

“Freeze!” the grandmaster from the school of Names called out and unleashed the Freezing curse.

Li Qingshan halted.

“Don’t get cocky, wretched daemon!” Go, fellow Zhu!”

The grandmasters took action together, unleashing the special techniques of their various schools.

Li Qingshan shuddered, but as soon as he broke free from the Freezing curse, a boundless expanse of fields unfurled around him.
He discovered that he was standing in a golden sea of wheat that reached up to his waist.
A few white wisps of clouds drifted through the blue sky as the warm wind kicked up waves in the wheat.
A scorching yet refreshing smell filled the air, bringing him peace, yet also making him drowsy.

“This is my Secret Realm of Fields and Gardens.
Your murderousness is too heavy, fellow, so you’re welcome to catch a break here and admire the scenery of the fields and gardens!” An old voice rang out from the sky.

“You’re the great cultivator of the school of Agriculture?” Li Qingshan asked.

“I’m just an old man who tends to the fields.
Rainfall of Heaven, Nature’s Bloom!”

The grandmaster of the school of Agriculture ordered, and the scenery in the Secret Realm of Fields and Gardens suddenly changed.
Countless vicious plants sprouted from the ground, shooting towards Li Qingshan.

“Is this your so-called scenery of the fields and gardens?” Li Qingshan sneered.

“You’ve caused your own demise, so don’t blame others.
Fellows, please strike immediately and purge the daemon!”

Before he had finished talking, the strings of an instrument thrummed.
Immediately, murderousness filled the air like an army of thousands was charging over.

It was the grandmaster of the school of Music’s pipa.
It was not as grand and vast as the buddhist hymns and chanting, but it was sharp like blades, reaping through the fluctuating wheat and slicing towards Li Qingshan.

The blue sky dimmed.
Wind surged and dark clouds gathered, followed by the sudden rumbling of thunder.

A daoist priest with a prominent head ornament dressed in a feathered cloak stood in the air, wielding a peachwood sword.
Lightning coiled around his sword.
He swung the sword in an arc, pointing it at Li Qingshan.
“Lend me your assistance, Lord of Thunder! Heavenly Lightning Slays the Daemon!”

A colossal figure wrapped in lightning faded into existence.
It had a pair of wings on its back, a sharp mouth, and a thin face.
It wielded a wedge in one hand and a chisel in the other, slamming them together violently.

The world lit up, and a bolt of lightning sliced down over Li Qingshan.

This was the most powerful lightning technique of the school of Daoism.
The past leader of the school of Daoism from the Academy of the Hundred Schools had practised this cultivation method, but compared to the grandmaster of the school of Daoism, it had been like child’s play.

It was as if the Lord of Thunder had actually descended, enforcing the laws on behalf of the heavens and slaying the wicked daemon!

“I want to kill him.
Who can stop me?”

Li Qingshan slashed down!

A New Starting Point!

It’s already past twelve, but my month of May still isn’t over.
I’m still around ten thousand characters away from a hundred and twenty thousand.
We agreed on this at the start of the month.

Please give me a little more time.
Since it’s a promise, I have to uphold it!

Of course, I don’t need something as long as ten thousand years.

These two days, I need to adjust myself slightly.
Earlier, even just typing up this felt extremely difficult.
My head seems to be frozen.

The experience from these few days is difficult to describe.
I went from writing chapter by chapter, to paragraph by paragraph, and then to sentence by sentence.
Today, I’ve already reached character by character.

I’ve never been the fast type, and I’ll probably never experience the delight of pumping out several thousand characters in an hour, so all I can do is try my best.
Not only can’t I do anything else, I can’t even think about it, just in case it messes with my mood.

Apart from the usual deeds I need to do each day, it’s just refining the plot and slaving away at the keyboard, day in and day out.
I spend much more time on the former than the latter.

I don’t dare to touch alcohol, but I have been smoking very intensely.
In the past, I rarely ever smoked.
I was thinking about taking a photo of the used cigarettes in the ashtray and posting it on weibo, but I decided against it after some thought.
It’s Children’s Day, so I can’t misguide the little ones.

Though, I actually feel very happy.
Originally, I only wanted to uphold a promise, which makes perfect sense.
That’s something I should do.
However, with each bit of effort I put in, you all pay me back ten fold, a hundred fold, so it really is very nice.
It feels a hundred times better than missing releases.

This is Li Qingshan’s new starting point, as well as Legend of the Great Sage’s new starting point.
I’ll continue asking for monthly votes, subscriptions, and recommendations.
I’ll ask for them all!

Let’s go, all the way to beyond the Nine Heavens!

And finally, stable releases really are more important than mass releases!