Legend of the Great Sage

up the south.
With your age, with your talent, it really brings shame to us, the older ones!” His face was filled with undisguised admiration, the type that clearly originated from the bottom of his heart.

“You’d be overpraising me.” Li Qingshan returned the gesture politely.
He truly understood what Ji Changfeng and Ye Duanhai were currently feeling.

The King of Yue’s estate was far too powerful.
In the ten-millennia-long history before the establishment of Great Xia, the Mist province had always been the Kingdom of Yue’s territory, lasting all the way until now.
Their heritage was so deep that even great cultivators and great sects fell under their rule.

The South Sea Sword pavilion and the Cloud Sail sect were still located on the South sea after all, but Savage mountain truly stood in the King of Yue’s domain.
Even if his plan succeeded and he successfully took Fire Melt mountain, he still needed time to cultivate.
If he fell out with the King of Yue’s estate, he would not be able to hold his ground at all.
All he would be able to do was scramble back to the Green province.

Fortunately, this mister Ram was very clever with his words, such that no one felt pressured by the King of Yue’s estate.
However, as long as they were capable of logical thought, no one could ignore the existence of the King of Yue’s estate behind him.

But why exactly has he come here? Li Qingshan had a vague guess, but he was unable to receive any confirmation from mister Ram’s behaviour.

“Numerous valued guests have gathered today.
It’s an event that my Cloud Sail sect has never seen before, so please come up the mountain with me so that we can celebrate!”

The master of the Cloud Sail sect, Ji Changfeng, waved his hand, and a gentle breeze rose up beneath everyone’s feet.
Apart from the people on the platform, there were a few cultivators of the South sea as well, all having reached the second heavenly tribulation.
Only they were qualified to attend the main banquet on Main-mast mountain.

There were other people to guide the regular merpeople and cultivators, holding banquets on Fore-mast mountain and Mizzen-mast mountain.
Only after the banquet would the sea fair formally begin.

Li Qingshan allowed the breeze to carry him towards Main-mast mountain.
He arrived in the Feilian hall that sat at the top of the mountain, and the banquet was already prepared.
Everyone assumed their seats.

As the host, Ji Changfeng modestly offered his seat to everyone else before taking the main seat.
As for Gong Yuan, she considered herself as the master of the South sea.
She could also be regarded as half a host for the sea fair this time, so she sat on equal footing with Ji Changfeng.

The master of the sword pavilion and the Myriad Poison Ancestor sat to the left and right below, facing each other.
However, the seat on the right was a little more important, which the Myriad Poison Ancestor occupied.

Ji Changfeng had been quite worried about this originally.
He originally had Ye Duanhai sitting on the right and mister Ram sitting on the left.
That was the most appropriate, with no faults for anyone to find.
He never expected the Myriad Poison Ancestor to appear early, ruining the plan, but he stopped worrying when he saw how Ye Duanhai had no objections.

It was much simpler after that.
Mister Ram took the right seat after the Myriad Poison Ancestor without holding back at all.
No matter how great his background was, his personal cultivation was still a thing, so it was impossible for his seat to be more important than a great cultivator’s.
Courtesy was one thing, but the King of Yue’s estate was still much more powerful than Savage mountain.
His own cultivation was higher too.

Li Qingshan did not think too much about it.
He never planned on sitting close to the Myriad Poison Ancestor anyway, so he just went with the flow and sat beneath Ye Duanhai.

Just like that, the seating arrangement for the banquet had been determined, centred around the six of them.
The seats below were relatively more flexible.

However, there were still people who were discontent, like the Golden Core cultivator who sat in the “seventh seat” for example.
He stared at Li Qingshan so much as if he was blaming Li Qingshan for stealing his seat.
He was also a renowned sect master, where his sect was only second to the Cloud Sail sect in terms of status in the South sea.
He did not feel that Li Qingshan was more qualified than him at all.
He had just reached the second heavenly tribulation, without even reaching the peak.
The King of Savages or whatever was merely an empty boast.

However, there were quite a number of great cultivators present today, and Li Qingshan seemed to get along with them well, so he could not find the courage to speak up.
If any of the great cultivators found him to be a nuisance, that would be disastrous.

The banquet began very quickly.
Delicacies and dishes clearly unique to the South sea were served up endlessly like flowing water.
There was not just seafood and rarities filled with spiritual qi, but also song and dance to add to the banquet.
It was wonderful.

Li Qingshan ate to his heart’s content.
Just as he ate away happily, there was a gust of wind from behind him, and he raised an eyebrow.
He did not dodge, allowing a hand the size of a banana leaf to land on his shoulder.

“Damned brat, don’t forget.
We still have a contest!”

Li Qingshan looked back and saw a huge man in blue smiling at him evilly.

The man stood nine feet tall.
His body was built sturdily, holding his chest high.
The upper half of his body seemed particularly robust.
If it were not for his simple appearance that did not seem vicious enough, he basically resembled a mountain god from a temple.

“So it’s elder Blue.
How did you end up like this? You don’t even look human.” Li Qingshan smiled as soon as he saw him.

“I’ll end up however I want to end up.
What’s it got to do with you? You can’t run away this time!” Elder Blue shot him a glance.

Li Qingshan glanced at the Merfolk Queen nearby. Is she still planning on testing me? Whatever, I might as well just follow the plan.
With the King of Yue’s estate backing me up, there’s even less reason for me to worry about falling out with Gong Yuan.

“Do you plan on sparring? That’ll be perfect.
As cultivators, don’t you just feel like something is lacking if there’s only fine wine and food, songs and music, at banquets? Talking about cultivation is far too depressing.
Fighting and exhibition matches will go perfectly with the alcohol!” Mister Ram rubbed his hands and smiled.

 ps： 本月第一更，求保底月票啦！