Legend of the Great Sage

side?”

“Alright, I’ll demonstrate it again for you.
Watch closely.”

Feihong could not help but recall how the manor lord had suddenly summoned everyone a few days ago.
At first, they thought they were going to be eating, talking, and having some fun, but the end result was they made them copy out the book.
Because of how she owed them, she paid great attention to copying out the book—apart from the parts regarding the White Ape King’s glorious achievements—and the end result was her mastering the thirty pages of the sword manual.
None of the others had the same patience, unfortunately.

“Sigh, I’d rather serve the manor lord than copy out the book again.
Even now, my hand still hurts a little!”

“Hehe, you little whore.
I think you’re eager for that to happen!”

“I am eager.
The manor lord is so powerful and so kind.
He’s way better than that furry old monkey.”

“The manor lord has the vice manor lord.
He’ll never come to us!”

“Yeah, I can’t even imagine someone as beautiful as her.
I can’t even get envious.”

“But I heard that the manor lord and the vice manor lord sleep in separate beds.
What do you think their relationship is exactly?”

“I think…”

“Be quiet!” Feihong roared out, raising the Fierce Fire sword and cutting through a boulder in the courtyard.
“You bunch of foolish women, do you still remember what Hou Hongtao said? No one treats you like people, and you don’t even treat yourselves as people.
All of you, focus on practising the sword! I’ll kick whoever that doesn’t practise off the mountain!”

“Yuan Feihong, do you really think you’re that great? You’re not the caretaker, so what gives you the right to order us around? Do you think you can swagger around now just because the manor lord bestowed a sword to you?”

“Yeah, with our appearances, we can get by comfortably no matter where we are.
Do we really have to spend all day fighting and killing like a group of stinky men? The White Ape King and Hou Hongtao were so impressive, yet weren’t they still killed? Yeah, the sun and the wind is far too harsh on our skin.
This is our blessing, unlike certain people who don’t know how to be grateful for this.”

“C’mon, we’re not practising anymore!”

They threw their swords on the ground, producing a series of clanks.

“You… fools!” Feihong gritted her teeth.

“Hmph, practising the sword so arduously, only to be killed? Who’s supposed to be the fool?”

“You’re going as well!?”

“Sis Feihong, don’t force us.
We’re really not made for this.
May you become a supreme master soon!”

In the blink of an eye, only she remained standing in the courtyard.
She trembled in anger, but when she looked at the tall building again, she gradually calmed down.
She wondered how the two manor lords were doing.

She could never forget that furious roar. If she’s not a person, what are you supposed to be? She always longed for that natural graceful figure that stood in the world alone too.

However, when she thought about what those foolish women had said, it was not without reason either.
No one liked to kill or be killed.
She was no different.
Touching her face, her skin seemed to have become slightly coarser compared to before.
Was she really the fool?

……

A great sigh rang out in the gloomy secret room.
Li Qingshan stood up slowly with a rather heavy heart.
The final daemon core had been exhausted, and it had still ended in failure.
He had exhausted tremendous amounts of power of belief for nothing.

His goal that originally felt only inches away suddenly felt well beyond his reach, worlds away from him.

It was not that he could not accept this failure, but he could not help but feel a little gloomy.
He emerged from the building alone.

The brilliant moon hung in the sky.
All of its incompleteness had already vanished, turning into a full moon.

Gu Yanying stood on the top of the building and faltered.
Right now, what he needed was not consolation.

He had put in all of his effort, yet he obtained nothing.
This feeling was truly difficult to bear, but it was even more important that he bore it himself, as this was the exact path he was taking.
It was not completely impossible for him to realise that all his efforts and sacrifices right from the beginning had been for nothing.
By then, even a man of mediocrity could claim his life of mediocrity was better, and what was he supposed to do?