Legend of the Great Sage

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TL: In Chinese, boasting is known as “blowing (inflating) oxen”.
The etymology for the phrase is that herdsmen used to exaggerate the number of oxen they had when they talked, so they were essentially boasting.
In this case, Li Qingshan is interpreting the word literally as “blowing (picking up) oxen”.

The man suddenly drew his bow and pointed it at Li Qingshan’s face.
“Oxen!”

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Li Qingshan leapt in fright and could not help but take a step back.
He actually shivered slightly.

The man stowed his bow and arrow away and laughed.
“It’s a pity that there’s fewer and fewer oxen now.
Instead, there’s more and more people who know how to boast.”

Li Qingshan eased up.
The coldness vanished.
He smiled self-deprecatingly.
With the sudden regression of his comprehension, had he lost all of his courage too?

“You’re alone?”

“No, I have a tribe.”

Li Qingshan jokingly said, “Oh my, to think you’re a chieftain!”

The man raised his arms very gracefully, opening up his chest.
He smiled brightly.
“And the shaman.”

Li Qingshan found it quite fascinating.
“Your tribe must be very large then!”

The man said proudly, “Oh it’s large! Extremely large! Everywhere where the sun shines is my land.” He unintentionally gave off a sense of dominance and even shocked Li Qingshan.
When he returned to his senses, he smiled inside. What a dominant village chief who thinks so highly of himself.
Everywhere where the sun shines is your land? Who do you think you are, the lion king?

The man suddenly said to Li Qingshan, “How about this, brother? Join my tribe! I’ll bestow you all the land under the sun, with as much fine alcohol and women as you’d like.
You don’t have to get blown around by the wind anymore either.”

Li Qingshan was basically smiling from ear to ear inside. Don’t tell me you’ve booked this entire fishpond too!

TL: Booking out an entire fishpond is a meme to describe people who flaunt their wealth.
It originates from a Chinese drama where a character says he wants the entire world to know that he’s booked out this entire fishpond, in an attempt to flaunt his wealth (since wealth-flaunting is quite ingrained in Chinese (mainland) culture).

“Old brother, if you give me all the land beneath the sun, then where are you staying, chief?”

The man pointed above.
“The sky belongs to me.”

“Yeah, that’s very reasonable.
Hahaha!” Li Qingshan finally could not help but break into laughter.
“And you said I was boasting.
I’ve never heard a boast as great as that before!”

The man only smiled.

It took Li Qingshan quite a while before he stopped laughing.
“Alright, I’ll join!”

The man nodded.
He gave off the aura of a king as if he was not some chieftain of some tribe, but the actual lord of the sky.

Li Qingshan raised his right hand.
“Chief, I want to drink alcohol!”

As a result, the man removed his wine skin and tossed it to him.
He grabbed it and drank away vigorously, filling his mouth again and again.
He exhaled deeply.
“Nice alcohol!”

His face was bright-red, and he felt extremely energetic.
His body was filled with power.
Drunkenness rushed through his head.
Then he raised his right hand.
“Chief, I strongly ask to become the chief!”

The man shook his head with a smile.
“We can’t do that.
Only the strongest person can be the chieftain.
As for you, you’re still nowhere close!”

“Haha, you need to stop!”

Li Qingshan clutched his belly and rolled around on the ground laughing.
He was immediately about to demonstrate his great powers as the successor of the māra, a great Human Immortal so that this “dominant village chief” could widen his horizons, but with some further thought, he found it to be pointless.
He had invited him to a drink out of kind intentions after all.
There was no need to frighten him like that.

“Sure.
You’re the chieftain.
What you say, counts! Though, I’m going.”

Since his powers had already returned, it was time to continue on his way.

“There are many tigers and wolves in the mountains.
Protect yourself with this!” The man did not urge him to stay, tossing out another item in the process.

Li Qingshan caught it casually, except it was an ancient, bronze sword this time.
He drew the sword from its sheath.
It did not possess a cold glow nor a sharp glint.
It did not even have an edge.
There was a sun, moon, and some stars engraved on one side, while the other side was inscribed with mountains, rivers, and trees.
Apart from that, it was nothing special.

As a result, he casually tossed it back without any interest.
“That won’t be necessary.
I use blades!”

“This is a keepsake, as well as a bestowment,” the man said sternly.
At that instant, he actually gave off a feeling that he could not be defied.

“Alright then.
Thanks, chief.”

Li Qingshan clasped his hands casually and suddenly rushed into the air.
He looked back and asked with a smile, “Chief, what’s the name of our tribe?”

The man smiled just like before.
“Youxiong.”