Legend of the Great Sage (Chapter 701-Chapter 833)

The hand still pressed against his forehead. Goldie A’bao cried out inside, I’m done for. However, he felt warmth flow out. Wherever it passed by, the pain vanished, and the wounds all healed. Even his energy became exuberant. The inner force that had stagnated since a long time ago actually broke through once more.

Li Qingshan pulled his hand back. “I’m not someone who doesn’t know his debts. The ignorant are at no fault, but you sold my belongings, so you must help me find it. We’ll go to the Fragrant Flower market. If you succeed, you’ll benefit greatly! If you don’t, I can’t be bothered with killing a mortal just to vent my anger. Consider it!”

“Sir, you’ve saved my life, so I have an obligation to these petty matters. How can I accept any benefits?”

Goldie A’bao riled up. Was this perhaps his opportunity? Just like what the people of the central plains said, “Surviving a great catastrophe comes with blessings to follow!”

Various Thoughts to Say

I took a look, and the last author’s word was already over two months ago. I couldn't help but sigh slightly. I’ve really missed out on so many opportunities to ask for monthly votes!

If I count with my fingers, asking for votes at the start of the month, asking for votes at the end of the month, the end of the old volume, the beginning of the new volume… Oh right, we also broke through two million characters, and so on and so on. There are so many thoughts I’ve saved up! I better make up for it properly today. As for you, hurry up and return my monthly votes you owe me!

Yeah…

Originally, I thought I would have plenty to say, but when I took a peek into my heart, I discovered it was empty, like an invisible hole. All of the sorrows and joys have flowed away unknowingly, so I don’t know what to say!

“When I’m silent, I feel full; when I am about to speak, I feel empty at the same time.”

This is just like how when a person is dazing around, they always hold some kind of hope, waiting for someone they could pour their hearts out to, believing in the warmth that exists between humans.

However, unless you are really close, you don’t know where to start when you open your mouth when you face your family or friends. Even if you manage to say it somehow, even you yourself would find it tasteless, so just who would actually be willing to listen? I gotta admit, life is lonely!

I think I’ve gone a little too far, but since there’s no path or line to follow, who cares about going too far? I’ll let the horse take the reins!

Suddenly, I thought of my most recent author’s word, which seems to be called, “To ride on the horse of dreams”. It comes from a poem from Haizi, which I still remember a part of:

“Just like all the poets who ride on a horse of dreams, I’ll use this fire to pass through the boundless dark night of life!”

Thinking because of pain, dreaming because of emptiness. Not to be pretentious, but if you trace all the greatness, loftiness, and resplendence to its source, it all originates from the regular annoyances of regular people. Writing a novel and reading a novel is all to relieve this tiny annoyance, though there still are some people who would actually be annoyed to the point where they would seek an end by lying down on the rail tracks!

Yeah, seems like I just said a bunch of meaningless things. If you don’t understand it, that’s very normal. Actually, even I don’t know what I’m saying!

Yesterday on the toilet, I read a book on ancient fables. I began reading this book in junior high school, and I particularly liked reading it on the toilet. I wouldn’t be able to get up once I started reading. Every single story is filled with philosophy. I tried to summarise a set of effective rules on conduct and behaviour, only to discover that they constantly conflicted with one another, sticking to their arguments. As a result, I slammed the book in a hurry, just in case I ended up with piles instead of wisdom in the end. I’ve read it for so many years, but I have neither.

Alright, alright, the rambling stops here. If you still don’t understand, then let me explain.

“You open up the web page. This author’s word has no date, and on every crooked web page, there are words like “emptiness, loneliness, coldness”. In any case, you can’t fall asleep, so you read it closely for half the night, only to read between the words that the entire author’s note is sprawled with four words, “Give me monthly votes!”





Chapter 708: At Different Ends of the World | Legend of the Great Sage




The carrot and the stick had always been the one and only way to control someone. Fear and oppression alone normally made it very easy for revolts to happen. During the upcoming journey, he still needed this “one ear” in many different areas. This kindness was only to maintain his enthusiasm.

After undergoing nirvā?a rebirth, Li Qingshan’s comprehension of the Phoenix’s Scripture of Nirvā?a had further deepened. Healing Goldie A’bao’s wounds did not take him much effort at all. He only unleashed the potential of life in his own body ingeniously to increase the rate at which his wounds healed.

However, he could not go overboard either, or he would overdraw on his own life, leading to extremely great side-effects. Even losing a few years of life would be nothing surprising.

“We’ll set off once you’re clean!”

Li Qingshan glanced backwards. Within the dark jungle, an obscured, small path extended into the depths of the sea of trees. He had a vague feeling that this was still not over yet!

Goldie A’bao originally wanted to convince him otherwise. Travelling through the jungle at night was not a clever decision. Not only were there venomous insects and vicious beasts active at night, but the path would become especially difficult to travel as well.

However, when he followed Li Qingshan’s gaze and looked over, all he saw was a patch of deep darkness. His heart shivered for some reason. The Bone Eating tribe did not only consist of a measly dozen or so people, and they were renowned for their vengefulness.

For anyone who dared to kill one of them, it would not just be the person alone; even their entire family and clan would face destruction. Now that they had lost so many people all of a sudden, all of them would probably rally for large-scale revenge. A single shaman was already so terrifying. If there were over a hundred of them, probably even this “strange baby” could not stop them.

By the time his words reached his mouth, they became, “Yes, sir!” He picked up the basket and rushed off in the direction of the Fragrant Flower market. As long as he reached there, he would be under the protection of the Fragrant Flower clan. Even the Bone Eating tribe would not be bold enough to make trouble.

A gust of wind blew through the sea of trees, leading to a rustle. Like waves, thousands of branches danced around. The trees were like monsters that wanted to swallow people whole.

Goldie A’bao widened his eyes, but he could barely make out the landscape within a few steps away. The ground was twisted with roots, which could turn into stumbling traps with the slightest carelessness. He used his inner force and lightened his steps as much as possible, just in case he alarmed the sensitive pairs of ears in the forest.

Fortunately, he had already travelled this path for several decades. Even with his eyes shut, he could trace out every rise and fall in his heart. However, this path had been paved at the cost of countless lives. There were far fewer venomous insects, but he still had to be careful about stepping on a scorpion or a life-threatening snake dangling from the branches.

Unlike the tense Goldie A’bao, Li Qingshan rested on his arms and laid back leisurely in the bamboo basket. He sucked in the humid yet extremely refreshing air as he listened to the wind sweep up waves through the sea of trees.