Legend of the Great Sage

ressed rapidly during this time, having reached the peak of the third heavenly tribulation already.
Rāhu Xiaoming was no different.
When Li Qingshan made Navy Li’l Fatty devour the nine provinces, he had confiscated plenty of Asura Fields, all of which he tossed to him.

Xiao An went even more without saying.
She had reached the peak of the third heavenly tribulation a long time ago.
If it were not for the sake of waiting for Li Qingshan, she would have undergone the heavenly tribulation of ascension back then in the nine provinces already.

During this time, she remained on the frozen continent in the north.
Li Qingshan originally thought she wanted to turn all the undead and demons into Samādhi Flames of White Bone, but he never expected her to build a palace of white bone instead, making the group of monks under her command spread the path of white bone among the undead and demonfolk.
The reason she gave for that was because she was not lacking resources right now.
She was just trying to comprehend the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty.

The four of them all possessed great strength that completely surpassed cultivators of the same level through their cultivation methods, bloodlines, and legacies, so undergoing the fourth heavenly tribulation was a piece of cake.
However, they also shouldered great danger because of that.
Countless powerful beings eyed them covetously from the Demon domain, the Hungry Ghost realm, the Asura realm, and even the Human realm.

Those powerful gods were enough for regular cultivators to feel despair, to hide away forever.

And in the distant beyond the Nine Heavens, there were even powerful enemies whose names could not even be mentioned.

Thinking of it like that, the World of the Nine Provinces in the past was basically like a cradle.
Those bloody struggles were only games to teach the younglings how to hunt, rehearsing for everything to come in the future.

The surging tides and the rustling winds were like the last cradle song, sending them off.

Now, they would be leaving this cradle and venturing to an even vaster and more unpredictable world to face all of the hardships it had in plan for them.

“Until enough heroes have grown in the bronze cradle,

With hearts as strong as it used to be,

They visit the omnipotent gods.”

The Heaven Climbing Vine emerged from space, rising up from the altar like a giant dragon taking off, plunging into the depths of space again and forming a meandering path that lead into saṃsāra.

Rāhu Xiaoming, Gu Yanying, and Xiao An all looked over together.
One was raging with fighting spirit, one was graceful like the wind, and the other was clear like a dream.
It was as if they were asking him.

Are you ready?

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End of the Volume—Dreamer

Just as the title suggests, you are not just seeing an author’s word at the end of the volume, but also an author’s word at the end of the first half and an author’s celebratory word for three years.
Now that I mention it, it sounds like some kind of twisted creature that mutated from exposure to radiation, so let’s just call it a gathering of author’s words.

However, I am experiencing far too many emotions, such that I don’t know where to start.
How can the exhaustion and fatigue, the pain and struggle I went through over more than a thousand days and nights be expressed clearly in a thousand characters?

If you see me in my daily life, you’ll probably think I’m a great failure, sinking into depravity with each day, even coming close to the day when I climb to the rooftop.
Just recently, my mother said to me, “Son, let’s not do this.
Can’t you do something else instead?”

I said nothing, but, no.

That was because in front of the stone tablet of my ancestral grave in my old home, I pointed at the words which included my name and probed out my father.
“I might just become the most famous one on there.”

“Really?”

His attitude was truly depressing, probably like a teacher watching a primary school student saying how they wanted to become a scientist when they grew up.
I’m already so old, and I still say things like that.
How shameful.

However, I’ve stopped being a primary school student a long time ago.
I’ve read those great works through the times.
They shine gloriously, but they’re definitely not beyond reach.
Instead, they guide me, like the stars in the sky.

I’ve read those outstanding works of the contemporary era.
Even though many of them are more outstanding than me, when I compare them to the resplendent stars in my heart, I can only smile and say, In a time without heroes, the significant are paraded as talents.

Every child has a hero dream, so I tried my best to make up for my shortcomings, writing what I’m least skilled in and living a life that I’m unhappy with, such that I can’t be swayed by anything around me as I assemble every single dragon ball that I require.
That’s just reading a great pile of books, enduring some loneliness and pain and constantly reflecting on the mistakes I’ve made.
If you say I don’t have any life experiences, then alright, I’ll go tour the world.
I’ll go and love and hate and understand it.

I’m not a talented genius, nor am I chosen by fate.
Even if I’ve gathered all the dragon balls, I might not be able to summon the dragon to make my wish come true.
When I fail, it’s all just a joke.

But life is just so short! It is just like a novel with a predetermined end.
As such, why not make the process a little more fascinating as much as possible? Even if I can’t become a hero or a legend, I’ll play out the tragedy of a mortal and earn a few tears and smiles.
I might even downright warn the people that come after me, “Mortals must never chase their dreams!”

But even till today, I firmly believe that mortals can chase after their dreams too.

With the end of the first half of Legend of the Great Sage, the three years haven’t gone to waste.
I’ve taken one step closer towards my goal.
I’ve become even stronger, whether it’s my willpower or my abilities, which will be sufficiently demonstrated in the upcoming second half.
I’ll verify what I’ve gained and what I’ve lost, what is correct and what is wrong yet again.

I might take a rest, but you won’t have to wait for too long.
Please look forward to the twelfth volume of Legend of the Great Sage, the Myriad in the Human Realm!

Li Qingshan’s path to the Nine Heavens, my path to the Nine Heavens, has only just begun!

This time, we will reach the Nine Heavens in one fell stroke!