Legend of the Great Sage

repeated themselves.
Li Qingshan furrowed his brows firmly like he was experiencing a nightmare.

It was as if he had actually become the terrifying demon king, filled with a terrifying will to destroy everything, wanting to face Si Long in battle and determine the final outcome.
However, the dream would collapse there every single time and return to the beginning of the notice of denunciation, making him go through another surreal dream.
He felt oppressed inside as if a mountain weighed on his chest.

“Are you afraid, Li Qingshan? Are you afraid, Li Qingshan? Are you afraid, Li Qingshan?”

A voice drifted about, constantly echoing through the dream, sometimes coming from an old person, yet sometimes coming from a young child.
It was a cold question at times, yet also a gentle joke at others.

Li Qingshan immediately calmed down.
“That’s not me, so why would I be afraid?”

A butterfly floated into the dream lightly, flowing with colours and light.
A laugh drifted around gently.

All of the scenes froze and collapsed, turning into a boundless field of golden wheat.

He stood in the waist-deep wheat, no longer a terrifying demon king.
Instead, he had returned to being that village youth, yelling out furiously, “Shen Mengdie, you’re the one behind this!”

He managed to fall asleep for once, yet someone had appeared in his dreams, and they had even manipulated them into a nightmare like this.
It was absolutely despicable.

The youth abruptly reached out.
The butterfly slipped between his fingers, fluttering around him.
“How do you feel about that story just then?”

The youth asked, “That’s the notice of denunciation that Si Long wrote?”

“Why don’t you try and guess the outcome?”

“I get it.
He wants to gather the hearts of the people to assist him in refining the nine provinces!”

As someone who had served as the lord of a world and become the god of a world before, he immediately understood what Si Long was after.

That was originally impossible, even in the small world.
Even the hero king that was worshipped throughout the world could not achieve that.
The hearts of people were complicated and constantly changing, let alone the hearts of all living creatures.

However, Si Long had a chance at achieving this.
It was not just because of the foundation from the five thousand years that Great Xia had stood for and the support from the intangible will of the heavens.
Most importantly, they had a common enemy.

Without a demon king trying to destroy the world, there would be no world saviour.
Fear and hatred would always be better at unifying people than admiration and love.

This was a flawless plan.
From the moment he flipped the board resolutely, he had taken the opposing side to the living creatures of the world.

However, if he had not done that, he had an even smaller chance at victory.
That was neither a bad move nor a good move.
It was simply a checkmate.

Not only did Si Long refuse to give in, but he even issued a challenge resolutely instead.

Having reached this point step by step, neither of them had any more chances at saving the situation.

When kings confronted each other, there would be death!

“In a story like this, the hero of the world will probably defeat the wicked demon king! How saddening!”

“Heh, that’s just a story he’s woven by himself.
It’s a bunch of lies!”

“There will always be more fools than the wise.
Lies will always be easier to accept than reality, without any complicated full stories, without any exact rights and wrongs that they struggle to distinguish.
On top of that, even if it were the so-called truth, you are destroying this world, aren’t you? Of course, you have no other choice but to do this.
Compared to that man, you clearly are much more gallant and benevolent.
You clearly have never viewed the living creatures as no different than ants.
You clearly are trying to protect this world.
Yet in the end, you’ve become the most terrifying and most wicked existence.
How ironic!”

“Hah.
Because it’s not like I’m a good person.
I don’t need to pity myself! So why exactly have you appeared in my dreams?”

“Please turn back!”

“You’re advising me to give up on opposing Si Long?”

“You’re thinking too much.
It’s just turning around.”

Suddenly, Li Qingshan looked back.
A woman with a paper umbrella stood within arm’s reach of him, standing with her back to him.
The umbrella was covered in flowers, constantly blooming and wilting, covering up most of her figure.
However, none of them were as eye-catching as the lips beneath the umbrella.

The butterfly stopped on her shoulder.

“Shen Mengdie?”

The lips curled slightly, and the dream shattered.

Li Qingshan jerked awake immediately.
The voice continued to echo through his head.

“I’ve spent much time waiting for you.
The fifteenth of the tenth month.
Please do not forget our meeting.”