Legend of the Great Sage

t was no different from when they were in the moment.
The emotions they felt from it were millions of times more than what regular people could experience.
They could sympathise with the ignorance and baseness of the common people, but the common people were unable to understand their wisdom and pity.

Of course, whether it was the heavenly emperor or the buddha, they all had matters where their abilities were limited and they were powerless over.
The extravagant spirit of “using the world as a chessboard and the living beings as chess pieces” was only the absurd fantasies of mortals, like how an emperor would use a golden carrying pole.

“The heavenly emperor is the descendant of Fuxi after all! The dragon has no regrets.”

Taishang Laojun stood with his hands behind his back, thinking about something.
In a daze, his figure seemed to become extremely large, connecting the sky with the ground, having surpassed the Dao, peering down from an unreachable height.
However, by the next moment, he truly was just a regular old daoist priest who gave off a sense of worldliness.

He was extremely ordinary yet extremely great, extremely gentle yet also extremely staunch.
He did nothing for anything, yet also anything for nothing.
These two polar opposite realms and sensations merged together perfectly on him.

The buddha said in praise, “The teacher has made progress yet again! If you hadn’t visited me, I would have visited you for some more guidance.”

“There is no end to the Dao.
Its profound wonders cannot be described.
Unfortunately, you’re only interested in the living creatures.
You’re unable to see everything I see.
Wisdom to you is only a means at the end of the day.
If you could shift your view away from the living creatures and observe this world together with me, the wisdom you will receive will definitely surpass all of this,” Taishang Laojun said with great pity.

“With your wisdom, teacher, you would obviously refuse to tread in the secular world, but I too am a living creature.
Lotuses bloom from the sludge of mud.
Realities arise from the heart and comprehension is created by the heart.
If there were no living creatures, the world would also hold no meaning.
As long as you and I can still understand the suffering of living creatures, we can never transcend.”

“I can never win an argument against you.”

“The kind do not argue.
Those who argue are not kind.
True words are not beautiful.
Beautiful words should not be trusted.
Being unkind and unbeautiful is just me.”

Beneath their mutual understanding was a difference even thousands of years could not reconcile.

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As they spoke, the crisis of the world forged onwards.

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Volume Epilogue—The Flowers of the Other Side Bloom

Some of you still might not know, but the upcoming volume is the final volume of Legend of the Great Sage.

Before any of us realised it, four or five winter breaks had already passed.
As a reader, you must have gone through many important turning points in life during this period!

Starting from the first volume “The Young, Gallant Wanderer”, Li Qingshan underwent “Daemonification” and Xiao An went “From White Bone to Flesh”.
They experienced the bizarre adventures in the “Daemon City Underground” and Li Qingshan became a failed novelist in “Amok in the Hundred Schools”, swearing the oath of till death do us part.

That was the beginning of this book.
You can call it the first part.

Afterwards, with “Chaos Rising”, the Green province plunged into war and Qingshan fought against the current, becoming the “Lord of the Clear River Waters”.
After a “Dance with the Dead”, he gained the “Phoenix's Nirvāṇa” before experiencing “A Dream in the Mist Province” on the shore of the South sea.
He also became lost in outer space before finally staging a return and waging war everywhere, earning the title of the “Supreme Daemon King”.

In the blink of an eye, we’ve already completed a majority of the journey.
I called it the end of the first part, or more accurately, the middle part.

During this process, I’ve truly gone through a storm.
Who knows how many tosses and turns I’ve made, spending entire nights without sleep, ravishing with joy upon sudden understanding, crying painfully when lost.
I’ve once been sent into the sky by a mountainous wave, mistaking that I had already learnt how to fly, only to be slammed into the depths of the ocean again in the blink of an eye.

Actually, I expected this right from the beginning.
Right from when this book only had a few hundred thousand words, the title of the author’s word for making it onto the front page as a recommended book was “Through this Ocean”.
After all, I’ve just never been particularly successful in my life.
I just didn’t expect it to be so tortuous this time.

TL: Chapter 244 for the author’s word is titled “Through this Ocean”.

I’ve given up on chasing after success or whatever it is a long time ago.
All I want to do is write a novel I like and do my best to write better and better.
Even if I can’t become a phenomenal author or make the big bucks, it’s fine.
There are so many failures in the world.
Someone is bound to lose, so why can’t it be me? Yeah, this is just how I strive for “self-improvement”.

However, even just this small wish, such a straightforward matter, is actually so difficult to come true.
Sometimes, I do everything that I can, only to discover that I’m in the same exact place as before.
I discard my past self, yet I don’t know where my future self is.

Many people have told me, “You think too much”.
However, that’s exactly what I find the greatest joy in life to be in! No matter how painful and tortuous it is, I’ve never regretted it before, as I have once witnessed extremely grand and magnificent scenery and experienced extraordinary emotions.

Wang Anshi once said, “The wondrous, imposing, precious, unique and extraordinary sights of the world are often hidden in dangerous and remote places that people rarely frequent, so those without aspirations can never reach them.” I deeply concur with him, and I believe my job is to share everything I experience with you.

This is the exact belief I possess as I pass through the storm, raise the sails, and begin the final journey.

This time, I will reach the other side!

When Li Qingshan scaled the Heaven Climbing Vine and ascended to the six realms of saṃsāra, kicking off the “Chronicles in the Human realm”, he used the thick foundation he accumulated in the World of the Nine Provinces to rapidly rise up as the greatest true disciple of the Myriad sect.
Of course, it was not a boring repetition of the Academy of the Hundred Schools, but the bloody battle of Black Cloud city, the spirit of a dragon rising up from his circumstances.

He comprehended the attainment of Neither Perception Nor Non-perception in Avīci and searched for the answers to everything in the Great Thunderclap temple of Sukhāvatī before venturing deep into the Demon domain, slaying a Heretic God, facing Taotie, killing Jiuying, awakening “A Sacred Heart” with the solemn and stirring lament!

The flowers of the other side bloom.
The Nine Heavens aren’t far.

The final volume—Unparalleled.

Everything has only just begun.