Legend of the Great Sage

ot become an honoured guest of the King of Yue’s estate.
I do have the Great Banyan Tree King mediating our relationship, but the King of Southern Yue definitely isn’t fond of me.
If you look at it like that, we all technically stand beyond the system.

Li Qingshan thought of it like that and suddenly shivered slightly inside.
Throughout history, the creed of fiercely ambitious people had always been, “To be used or to be killed.” as well as “How can I just let a threat remain right beside me?”

According to the Great Banyan Tree King’s analysis of the situation in the Mist province, the King of Southern Yue’s estate had already begun gathering the forces of the Mist province’s cultivation community en masse.
They were preparing for the incoming war.
There was such a group of relatively powerful people like them in the south who stood “beyond the system”, where some of them could even be regarded as “opposition” lurking away.
The King of Southern Yue must have been very tempted to eliminate them all.

And because of the Merfolk sea fair, they just happened to be all gathered together… 

The Silver Dragon King drew closer and closer.
It was clearly an inanimate object, yet it gave off a great pressure.
After noting its speed, Ji Changfeng lost interest in saying anything more.

However, Li Qingshan knew that regular Soaring Dragon ships were not known for their speed.
Instead, they were known for their indestructible defence and terrifying destructive power.
He had his doubts on whether they could take down something like that even if they worked together.

Among everyone present, only one person knew the answer to that question, which was neither Ji Changfeng, Gong Yuan, or Ye Duanhai.
Instead, it was Xiao An, because the king’s estate of the Green province had a similar Scarlet Dragon King.

And the answer to the question was “absolutely not”!

This was a war machine that great cultivators of mohism had created through tremendous amounts of time and energy, using up enough resources to refine several arcane treasures.
Compared to regular Soaring Dragon ships, the difference that existed was like a Soul Nascence cultivator to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Its purpose was not for targeting individual cultivators, but to destroy entire sects.

If the Silver Dragon King unleashed an attack, the protective formation of the Cloud Sail sect would definitely fall.
Just a single blast from its main cannon, the Dragon’s Roar, would be enough.
And just like how regular Soaring Dragon ships were filled with a large number of puppet soldiers, the Silver Dragon King was no different.
There were probably Puppet Kings in the mix, and perhaps more than just a single one too.

If all the costs and efforts put in by a great cultivator of the school of Mohism were taken into account, then even major sects would not be able to afford one, let alone individual cultivators.
Only the estates of kings that ruled over an entire province had the capacity, but even they could only create a single one.

Receiving Xiao An’s message, Li Qingshan gasped.
He tried scanning the ship with his soul sense, but the silver screen blocked off everything.
If a few more great cultivators were hiding inside, or even the King of Southern Yue himself… 

A Baffling Author’s Word

November has finally come to an end.
Although the release rate has still been rather lacklustre, at least it’s better than last month.
I wrote an additional thirty thousand characters.
Next month’s goal is to write thirty thousand more, next next month can be another thirty thousand more, and the month after that can be… Alright, I better stop with the fantasizing, or I’m going to lose too much blood from my nosebleeds.

Anyway, everything is developing positively, not just in quantity, but in quality too.
Personally, I was rather satisfied with the Mirage sea, but if you read it chapter by chapter, it might be very confusing or even baffling.
It’s better if you read it in one breath.

Perhaps because I’ve been engrossed, I’ve been writing particularly smoothly too, like drinking alcohol.
Oh right, I’ve never been drunk before.
No matter how painful and unbearable it is, my rationality will always firmly suppress my other emotions like the spirit turtle.
Even if my stomach is a mess, I’ll grit my teeth and refuse to vomit.
However, my father said this is also my greatest problem.
I’m too close to the other extreme.

The negative emotions I’ve been unconsciously building up will sometimes surge wildly, so I know why people go crazy, so I understand my personal weaknesses.

Alright, that’s all just some of my pointless dilemmas!

However, geniuses of the arts have always been cursed with a short life.
As a nerd born in a time of peace, there aren’t a lot of unfavourable situations and moments of adverse fate that I can go through.
If I don’t toil around in my personal dilemmas a little, how am I supposed to write a novel?

The world is far too noisy.
Sometimes, you just need loneliness in order to hear the whispers of the heart.
Although it might turn into a roar or even a howl sometimes, at least you’ll be able to hear it more clearly.
Your ability to appreciate and admire grows with that too.
van Gogh’s “Starry Night” is a masterpiece! Munch’s “The Scream” is a cornerstone of art too! However, I’d never want to understand the artwork of mental illness, though it’s said that Munch became much more lively after getting a mental illness.

Originally, I still had a lot more I wanted to say, to display what would be coming in the future, but I suddenly ran out of interest when I reached here, so that’ll be that!

Oh right, this is an author’s note for monthly votes.
Having read up to here, do you feel an intense urge? One that you can’t hold back no matter what, one that will swallow you like the tide? Give up! Both enduring and resisting is futile! Go and cast the votes!