Legend of the Great Sage

t and plunder people, my king!”

“Even monks need to eat! Do you know where that faithless and fickle father of yours is?”

Li Qingshan did not hate his current appearance.
As a matter of fact, he found it to be extremely interesting.
However, if the opportunity to regain his human appearance presented itself, he would not let it slip by.

Hu Xian’er’s expression changed slightly.
Hu Ling’er raised her head as well.

“What, you regret it?”

“No, I’ve waited far too long for this day.”

“As you wish.”

Around dusk the next day, the giant turtle arrived before a splendid estate that was surrounded by wonderful scenery.

There was no lurking killing intent like he had been expecting.
Instead, it was an atmosphere of peace.

Before Li Qingshan could even knock on the door, the door opened by a crack.
“Is the hero king outside?”

“It is!”

The crack grew a little larger, and a boy with delicate facial features walked out, carefully offering up a letter.

“My master has gone out to travel.
He said that if you came to visit, we were to give you everything here.
This is the letter he’s left for you.”

Li Qingshan opened the letter, which was covered in elegant handwriting.
He glanced at Hu Xian’er and read it aloud.
“It is an absolute honour of my humble abode to welcome a visit from the king.
I’ve heard much about the hero king’s name since a very long time ago, such that I’m tempted to have a fine drink together and get drunk together.
Unfortunately, I recalled some matters of the past recently, which has caused me trouble sleeping from the painful regret I feel.
I only wish to travel the jianghu alone now, with my identity no more.
I offer up all that I have, whether it be maidservants or boy pages, fine clothes or fine steeds, as dowry.
I hope that you can treat my two daughters well.
Regards, Dongfang Yu.”

He asked Hu Xian’er, “How’s that?”

Hu Xian’er was conflicted, unable to make a decision.

Yang Miaozhen said, “He’s truly the Gentleman of Fine Jade.
In just such a short letter, not only did he compliment the king, expressing how he did not want you as an enemy, but he also expressed his regrets and apologies, while wandering the jianghu with his identity no more can be regarded as atonement.
In the end, he even cast aside everything that others can covet.
What a clever and attentive man.
No wonder he even managed to steal the Daemon Maiden of Illusionary Dance’s heart.”

Li Qingshan said in disdain, “Tsk, what clever and attentive? It all just comes down to looks! If he looked like me, it’d be useless no matter how clever or attentive he was.”

“The king sure is self-aware.” Yang Miaozhen smiled, but her eyes were filled with tender feelings.

“I’m all about that strength! C’mon, let’s go in and take a look first.
We can find him if there isn’t Transformation grass.”

Sure enough, the Transformation grass was within the goods.
The Gentleman of Fine Jade did not leave behind any reason to antagonise him.
Hu Xian’er gazed at it blankly as if she refused to simply let the matter be, yet it was also like she refused to take the matter any further.

“Think about it properly! Since I’ve promised you, it’s useless even if he escapes to the ends of the world.”

Li Qingshan had seen plenty of spiritual herbs in the nine provinces, so he did not find it to be particularly special.
He directly shoved it into his mouth, chewed away, and made his way into a room.

Half a day later, when he emerged from the room again, even the women waiting for him outside were stunned.
A different light flashed through their eyes.

Li Qingshan had recovered his appearance as Northmoon again, but due to the other transformations being suppressed, there were still many changes.
His scarlet hair had become dark-golden, and his round eyes were the same colour.
His arms had become slightly longer too, but not so much that it seemed excessive.

All of a sudden, he had gone from a wild monkey to a lady killer.

“Hehe, now I’m all about that strength and looks!” Li Qingshan smiled.
A monkey’s tail swayed around behind him.
That was a memento he had kept behind specially.
Then he asked Hu Xian’er, “Have you thought it through?”

Hu Xian’er was gloomy.
She said nothing.

“Forget about it then.
Just wait here.”

Li Qingshan bounded off.
He only returned a few days later, tossing a human head before Hu Xian’er.
It was the head of a man.
Despite his face being twisted, it was still possible to make out his handsome looks from when he was still alive.

Hu Xian’er took a step back.
Her face was filled with both joy and sorrow, “My king!”

“I’m the one who wanted to kill him.
It’s got nothing to do with you.” Li Qingshan smiled in a self-deprecating manner.
“Faithless people are simply abominable!”