Legend of the Great Sage

ut sigh. It’s still all thanks to that crazy woman in the end!

He had personally witnessed the Clam King of Mirage Sea’s strength.
Her nightmares clearly could not be broken free from so easily, while the innate ability of the tiger demon still seemed to possess powers he had not yet discovered.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
Apart from converting souls into haunts, could it be used in regular battles to stun the opponent?

There was no need to make the opponent directly submit.
He only needed to stun them, even for just a second, and that might be the difference between life or death, victory or defeat.

“There sure are quite a lot of benefits that that nightmare has brought me!”

At this moment, the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s soul nascence suddenly bawled out like an infant, flying high into the air and producing rings of green light that illuminated the entire hall.

Li Qingshan gazed over.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor’s soul nascence rapidly grew up before actually turning into the Myriad Poison Ancestor again.
When the green light subsided, he landed before Li Qingshan again, directly dropping to his knees and saying with guilt and regret.

“Great king, please forgive me for the disrespect I’ve shown!”

Even Li Qingshan was taken aback when he saw his mortal enemy end up like this.
His lips curled into a smile, but he refused to believe it completely, afraid that there was a scheme involved.

As a result, he straightened himself out and coughed twice.
“You old bastard, do you know your crimes?”

“I do, I do!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor lowered his head again and again.

“So what crimes are they? Tell me.” Some of Li Qingshan’s doubts vanished from his eyes.
Great cultivators had their dignity.
It was basically impossible for them to do something like that.

“First of all, I shouldn’t have launched a sneak attack on Savage mountain while the great king was not around, much less develop hatred towards the great king because the people of my sect were killed.
Afterwards, when the great king wanted to kill me, I should have just stood still and let the great king kill me, yet I even tried to run.
I’ve committed crimes upon crimes.
I deserve to die a thousand times! I just hope the great king can allow me to redeem myself and make up for my crimes.
With how wise and mighty the great king is, you’ll definitely conquer the nine provinces in the future.
I’m willing to follow you wherever you go…”

Then the Myriad Poison Ancestor sucked up with a lot more flattery.
Clearly, this was a trait that ran in the Myriad Poison Ancestor, which left even Li Qingshan a little embarrassed.
He barked, “Stop!”

“Yes.” The Myriad Poison Ancestor immediately shut up in an extremely obedient manner.

Li Qingshan could not help but laugh loudly.
He had finally brought the battle to an end, and he had benefited tremendously too.

His laughter echoed out, gradually dying down before turning into a great sigh.

Even though it was extremely delightful to see a powerful opponent that had been at his throat being reduced to such a state, it left him feeling rather melancholic too.
This was how brutal the cultivation community was.
Once failure happened, perhaps they would even lose control over their own fate.

Any further revenge was pointless.
He was convinced that the Myriad Poison Ancestor had already submitted to the tiger demon’s ability.
He said, “Stand up!”

Then he asked about the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s current state.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor really was a knowledgeable great cultivator after all, immediately providing an explanation.

When great cultivators lost their bodies but were unable to find a suitable body for their soul nascences to possess, they would become ghost cultivators, and their strength would be equivalent to “Ghost Kings”.

Of course, ghosts could not live forever.
In particular, ghost cultivators in the world of the living had lifespans even shorter than when they were still alive.
Once the hour came, their souls would disintegrate if they did not return to the saṃsāra.

“Then how much longer do you have?” Li Qingshan asked in a hurry.
He had just recruited his most powerful lackey after so much difficulty, so surely he would not kick the bucket after a few years.

“I’ve already cultivated for nine hundred and fifty eight years.
My original lifespan only had a few centuries remaining, but now that I’ve become a ghost cultivator, that might not be necessarily true.
If I continue like how I’ve been in the past, my lifespan will shorten by over a century at the very least.
If I cultivate in places of extreme yin, then my lifespan might even increase.
If I have a method for ghost cultivators, then it can potentially increase even more.
If I’m in the Hungry Ghost realm, then perhaps even a few extra millennia are possible.”

“A few centuries are enough.”

Li Qingshan waved his hand and fished out the sumeru ring he had stolen from the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
With a gentle flick of his finger, it landed in the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s hand.

Although Ru Xin had looked through it, she primarily took materials mentioned in the text on poisons.
She did not touch anything else, including the arcane treasure, the jade throne.
Now, he returned it to the Myriad Poison Ancestor, to guarantee that his strength would not plummet too much.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor bowed gratefully, wearing the sumeru ring on his finger again.

“With that, how much of your strength can you recover?” Li Qingshan asked.

“Sixty percent.”

“Only sixty percent?” Li Qingshan was surprised.
This was nowhere close to what he had imagined.

“I’ve suddenly switched to being a ghost cultivator, so I need a period of time to adjust.
By then, it should be seventy percent.
The cult treasure has been destroyed, or it would add another ten percent.
If I have a decent method for ghost cultivators, then perhaps I can recover to eighty or even ninety percent of my former strength.”

The Myriad Poison Ancestor stood in a bow and said politely, like an old, loyal caretaker.

“Method for ghost cultivators.” Li Qingshan sank into his thoughts.
He only knew that the Umbral Yin sect might have possessed powerful cultivation methods for ghost cultivators, but he was a disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga right now.
Coupled with his identity as an elder of the Sword Collection palace, it was basically guaranteed for him to oppose the Umbral Yin sect.

“I happen to know a decent cultivation method for ghost cultivators.
It can recover his strength completely, or even propel him higher.” Xiao An walked in from outside.

Li Qingshan smiled in delight.
He had almost forgotten about her past identity.