Legend of the Great Sage

ndered about the various ways she would die—suffering from cultivation deviation while cultivating, being struck to death by lightning while facing a tribulation, being eaten by a daemon while out picking medicine, or being pierced to death by a flying sword when engaging other cultivators in battle…

In short, they were all regular ways to die for a cultivator.
She never thought that the final destination of her path of cultivation would be this prison, about to be formally executed.

Isn’t this no different from a mortal?

She loathed this method of dying slightly, but she also felt powerless.
All she could do was move her legs and stroll around in the cell like a crane.

Even with her extraordinary temperament, no one could remain absolutely calm in the face of approaching death that could occur at any moment.
She could not help but reflect on her life, the various matters she had experienced, and the various people she had met.

But strangely enough, the person she thought of the most was not Li Qingshan but Li Guinian, her only son.

His little face, little hands, and little feet when he was born were all vivid before her eyes, as well as his serious demeanor when he studied daoism with her when he was five years old… She would probably never get to see him again!

Abruptly, sorrow welled up inside.
She could vividly sense the approach of death.
She hurried back to the stone bed and continued meditating, doing her best to repress the emotions that welled up inside her.
She wanted to die as a cultivator, not as a woman.
She hated crying.

She shut her eyes, and her breathing gradually steadied, entering a state of cultivation very soon.
Now that was what she did the most in her life.

At this moment, a tremendous voice rang out from above.

“Li Qingshan, the Myriad Heavenly Tome is the supreme treasure of the Myriad sect.
My master has ordered me to protect the Myriad sect.
The Myriad Heavenly Tome cannot be handed to an outsider, much less a Demon God!”

Yang Miaozhen widened her eyes, doubting what she had heard.
She extended her slender, fair neck, doing her best to gaze out of the opening above.

A while later, the voice rang out clearly again, “All disciples, kill Li Qingshan’s clone! Today’s battle determines the fate of the sect.
If anyone takes a single step back-”

After that was a string of explosions from techniques.

Yang Miaozhen smiled and thought, If he’s here, I might still be able to live! She did not exactly understand what the words “Demon God” signified, but she felt trust without any reason, a woman’s trust in a man.

Of course, there was also the woman’s distrust in a man. Sigh, I just wonder if he still remembers me? Even if he does, he probably doesn’t know that I’m locked up here.

She wanted to call out and get his attention, but she was also worried about distracting him in battle or becoming someone’s hostage to be used to threaten him.

For a moment, the sudden changes in her predicament made her emotions surge.
She was unable to cultivate any further.

A while later, a woman appeared before Yang Miaozhen with a flash.

Even when she stood in the darkness, Yang Miaozhen still recognised her with a single glance.

Anyone in the world, whether they were a man or a woman, would probably never forget her as long as they saw her once.
Not only did she possess unparalleled beauty and a graceful, lithe figure, but she also possessed a noble bearing like a queen and a powerful cultivation that allowed her to overwhelm most.

“Dai Mengfan!” Yang Miaozhen said indifferently, “Have you come to execute me? Or do you want to use me to threaten him?”

“Save me, junior sister!” Dai Mengfan took a step forward and grabbed Yang Miaozhen’s hands firmly.

“Hmm?” Yang Miaozhen was stunned, making her blink her eyes.
Only now did she notice that Dai Mengfan seemed slightly different from usual.
Her eyes were teary, her hair was messy, and her face was pale-white.
She no longer possessed any of the prestige of a “queen”.
She even seemed a little pitiful.

Every cultivator had their own path of cultivation, which originated from their different personalities and experiences.
Dai Mengfan’s path of cultivation was very simple, which was “to live”.
Her objective for cultivation in the very beginning was longevity.
Even now, that had not changed.

Everything was for the sake of living.
Living was everything!