Legend of the Great Sage

o visit his home one day.
It probably was not here, but it was basically still a wish come true.

“Guest!” The Giant Lumberman King frowned and did not believe Li Qingshan was qualified for something like that.
Instead, he felt like the two people behind him, a great cultivator that had undergone the third heavenly tribulation and something that resembled the legendary phoenix, were much more worthy of being received by the Great Banyan Tree King.

At this moment, a ripple emanated over from the distance, spanning several thousand kilometers of forest.
The Great Banyan Tree King’s ancient voice boomed out, “Please forgive me for failing to anticipate your arrival, esteemed guests!”

In that moment, all of the daemons and otherfolk living within the sea of trees learnt about Li Qingshan’s arrival.

The Giant Lumberfolk King was astonished.
In his memory, only when the past Kings of Southern Yue ascended to the throne and visited the sea of trees for the first time would they receive such treatment.

Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile.
“With how polite you are, I’m even afraid to come in now!”

“Hahahaha, I’m only afraid that I’ve received you inappropriately, so please forgive me, my friend Qingshan!” The Great Banyan Tree King laughed heartily.
Although he knew what kind of person Li Qingshan was, he still felt very delighted seeing how he was still the same as before and had not changed at all.

“I’ll definitely have to blame you if there isn’t fine alcohol!” Li Qingshan also laughed aloud.

“Then take your time.
I’ll definitely make sure you drink to your heart’s content!”

“Since you’re an esteemed guest of the tree king, please come over and have a cup!” The Giant Lumberfolk King smiled gently and amicably, raising his hand to invite him.

“Sure!” Li Qingshan took a step and entered the sea of trees, arriving in the kingdom of the Giant Lumberfolk.

With a boom, something huge landed before Li Qingshan, over three meters tall.
It was engraved with many simple patterns.
The Giant Lumberfolk King crossed his legs and sat down, also holding something similar in his hand.
It was actually a wine cup carved from wood.
It rippled with a faint, green alcohol, giving off a heavy fragrance.

“This is Woodfruit alcohol, a fine liquor that only Giant Lumberfolk can make.
You can’t drink it anywhere else, so please help yourself!” The Giant Lumberfolk King downed the entire cup with that.
He hintingly said, “If you can’t drink it all, just a taste will do.
There’s still a long journey ahead of you before you reach Towering city!”

If the tree king wanted to treat him with the utmost cordiality, he would never brush that aside, but he did feel a little curious and unconvinced inside.
He wanted to see what made Li Qingshan so impressive!

The other giant lumbermen stopped being silent too.
Some urged him on.
“Drink! Drink! If you don’t drink it all, then we’ll have received you inappropriately, and we won’t be able to face the tree king! After this cup, there’s still three more!” Some tried to persuade him.
“How can you drink so much alcohol given your tiny size? It’s fine if you can’t finish it! Don’t force yourself!”

“I’ll drink!” The little phoenix dove towards the alcohol cup.

“Since when were sons permitted to steal alcohol from their fathers?” Li Qingshan grabbed the little phoenix’s wings and kicked the bottom of the huge wine cup.
The liquor immediately poured out like a tiny waterfall.

Li Qingshan opened his mouth and inhaled.
The fine alcohol poured into his mouth, also finishing it off with a single gulp.

“You sure do have quite the capacity!”

The Great Lumberfolk King was slightly surprised.
It was not because of Li Qingshan’s hearty drinking, but because he managed to casually catch the little phoenix diving with speed even slightly faster than regular Daemon Kings.
Even he himself was not confident enough to perform such a feat.
Sure enough, he was anything but ordinary for the tree king to treat him as an esteemed guest.

“That’s nowhere near enough! Bring the alcohol!”

The cup was filled again.
Li Qingshan drank three whole cups, leading to a series of cheers from the giant lumbermen in the surroundings.
Only the little phoenix called out unhappily, “I want to drink too!”

Thunk! A huge cup landed before the little phoenix.
He cried out happily and directly plunged his head into it.

The other giant lumbermen took part too, drinking away heartily.

Li Qingshan drank away happily, continuing until the giant lumbermen did not have a single droplet of alcohol remaining.
Only when the giant lumbermen collapsed on the ground did he wave his hand in farewell, continuing towards Towering city.

The Giant Lumberfolk King watched as Li Qingshan’s figure vanished into the forest and shook his head.
He really could not understand him! Suddenly, he remembered something and cried out painfully, “Ah, my alcohol!”

The sea of trees was deep and gloomy, permeating with mist, but it was filled with bizarre, wondrous sights too.

Li Qingshan leapt between the branches.
Before he had even travelled five kilometers, a black figure rushed out of the soil beneath the trees, blocking his path.
As it turned out, he was a thin, dark-skinned man, covered in scales and plates.
He was a Daemon Commander transformed from something unknown, carrying a great bundle on his back.

“Have a taste?” The Daemon Commander opened the bundle, and it was actually filled with thousands of colourful insects.
Some wriggled, some crawled, and some flew.
It was quite a frightening sight.

“Sure!” Li Qingshan casually grabbed a red, shelled insect and tossed it into his mouth.
He bit into it gently and juice poured out.
It was refreshingly sweet, even more than nectar.
He tasted them one by one.
These insects were either sour or sweet, spicy or salty.
They each had a flavour of their own.

The little phoenix originally disdained to try any, but seeing how Li Qingshan dined away happily, he could not help himself and try one.
He could not stop afterwards.

Li Qingshan constantly stopped along the way, encountering countless otherfolk tribes and daemons which presented a bizarre array of items to receive him with.
Some had even travelled over from several hundred kilometers away, preparing fine alcohol and food near places he would definitely pass by.
It was basically a feast following a feast.

He did not care who it was or what it was.
If there was alcohol, he would drink it, and he would finish it every single time.
Gradually, he became a little tipsy, singing at the top of his voice along the way and laughing away in a drunken stupor!