Legend of the Great Sage

Chapter 829

“Alright, we’ll go in and take a look when the time comes!” Chu Danqing’s face was bright red. His voice gradually quietened down among his mumbles as he leaned on the stone table and fell asleep.

“Danqing, Danqing,” Li Qingshan called him, but he received no reply, making him shake his head with a smile. He left behind another bottle of pills and a communication jade before taking off into the horizon.

Standing in the sky, his clothes ruffled in the fierce wind. The moon illuminated the clouds and mountains near and far.

He gazed in the direction of the Clear River prefecture and thought to himself, From letter from a few months ago, Qiongzhi should be in secluded cultivation right now, and she’ll only be emerging in half a year’s time, so even if I go, I won’t be able to see her. If I just visit father-in-law Han, that’ll be quite pointless.

He did not want to visit Qiu Haitang, but since she never contacted him, she was either still in secluded cultivation and had not undergone the tribulation, or she had undergone the heavenly tribulation and had no interest in seeing him. Regardless, there was no need for him to pay a special visit. As for the Golden Cicada Spirit King, now was probably the last time he needed any disturbances, so taking this all into account, Li Qingshan chose to return to the Mist province first.

In the Myriad Poison cult.

The door to the hall swung open, and gloomy winds gushed out with poisonous, green flames. An old man walked out, his face sunken and surging with fury.

“Master, you’ve emerged. Congratulations on making even more progress with your cultivation, master!”

Qian Liangmu rushed over and bowed while feigning joy. He could vaguely feel that the Myriad Poison Ancestor had become slightly different. His bearing seemed more sunken, yet also lighter and wispier. If the King of Southern Yue were here, he would definitely be able to tell that the Myriad Poison Ancestor had become a ghost cultivator with a single glance, but Qian Liangmu still lacked that ability.

“You’ve done many great things for the sect recently. I’ll be gone for quite a while this time, so I’ll leave the Myriad Poison cult to you to handle from today onwards. I hope you can undergo the third heavenly tribulation one day and inherit the position of cult leader so that you can lead our Myriad Poison cult to glory,” the Myriad Poison Ancestor said, instructing him.

Qian Liangmu was overjoyed. This was exactly what he had been dreaming about day and night. He no longer had any competitors among his generation, so he did not have to spend any effort scheming and clashing with others anymore. He could focus on cultivation. The cult had lost many disciples, but as long as they had some time, they could slowly recover. To him personally, the disaster that the Myriad Poison cult had faced was not necessarily a bad thing.

“Liangmu will never forget master’s kindness. Liangmu is willing to do anything for the Myriad Poison cult!”

Qian Liangmu expressed his loyalty, but he secretly worried inside. If the Myriad Poison Ancestor sent him to the King of Southern Yue’s estate to request reinforcements against Savage mountain, that would be troublesome. He really did not want to face off against Li Qingshan right now.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor gazed at Qian Liangmu deeply, and green flames rose up in his eyes. “Very good. That’s all I need. You can start off by handling the matters of the cult. We’ll get our revenge sooner or later!”

“Yes!”

Qian Liangmu eased up. By the time he raised his head again, the Myriad Poison Ancestor had already turned into a streak of green light and vanished into the horizon. He was very curious where the Myriad Poison Ancestor was going, but since the Myriad Poison Ancestor had said nothing about it, he would not ask about it rashly. He guessed that the Myriad Poison Ancestor was searching for a way to seek revenge against Savage mountain.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor first flew five hundred kilometers to the west. He concealed his aura before silently arriving on Savage mountain, but before he could even state his presence, the Great Banyan Tree King had opened the formations and let him in.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor entered Savage mountain and bowed towards the looming Great Banyan Tree King. He sighed inside, He actually has the Great Banyan Tree King controlling the protective formations. It’s no wonder that I couldn’t breach this place back then. My king has already achieved such cultivation in his thirties. He possesses great fortune. I’ve really been asking for it by opposing him, but I’ve basically turned the curse into a blessing by being able to follow him now. I even obtained a secret cultivation method like the Scripture of the Ghost King.

Yu Wufeng cultivated in his dwelling and suddenly felt uneasy as if a wild beast had broken into his courtyard while he was sleeping. He stood up and left his dwelling, noticing the old man in green in the centre of the valley at first glance. He could not help but widen his eyes and cry out, “The Myriad Poison Ancestor!”

There was a green flash, and the Myriad Poison Ancestor arrived right in front of him. A venomous light flashed through his eyes. “So it’s little pup Yu of the sword pavilion. Why aren’t you dropping to your knees and bowing your head at my sight? Are you looking to die?”

Yu Wufeng said nothing. He merged with his sword and retreated as a streak of light.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor moved like a shadow and stuck to him closely. After becoming a ghost cultivator, he was even faster than before. He snickered away in a strange manner with various lethal attacks prepared to launch at any time, filling Yu Wufeng with a sense of unprecedented danger.

Yu Wufeng originally thought that even if he were not the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s opponent, he would not be facing any danger with the arcane treasure, the Fogbow sword, and his cultivation at the peak of the second heavenly tribulation. Only now did he discover just how great of a difference existed between them.

In terms of staying alive, that was immediately fleeing on the sword when he spotted the Myriad Poison Ancestor in the distance. Right now, the Myriad Poison Ancestor tailed right after him. He could die at any moment.

“Alright, Myriad Poison. Stop toying around with him.” A voice suddenly rang out, flat but dignified.

“Yes, my king!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor immediately became serious and stopped chasing after Yu Wufeng.

Yu Wufeng flew a little further away before finally stopping. He was filled with disbelief. Who could order a great cultivator around like a servant? All he saw was the speaker was Li Qingshan, and the Myriad Poison Ancestor had already flown over to Li Qingshan.

“Be careful, my king!” Yu Wufeng called out. The Myriad Poison Ancestor definitely was not the type that would comply obediently. It was even possible to say he would kill anyone that ordered him around.

“Shut your trap, little pup!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor’s lips twitched, and his voice boomed like thunder to Yu Wufeng, making his mind shake. However, the sight that left him even more shocked happened right in front of him. The Myriad Poison Ancestor bowed towards Li Qingshan before standing to one side like an old caretaker facing the only master he had ever had in his life. He was gentle, polite but also filled with respect. He did not give off the slightest amount of malice at all.

At this moment, the other cave master noticed the disturbance and emerged from their dwellings too. When they saw this, they were all dumbfounded.

Li Qingshan had only said the Myriad Poison Ancestor would be joining them. Even the best outcome would probably just be some kind of deal that convinced the Myriad Poison Ancestor to let go of his grudges over his destroyed sect. Never did they think the Myriad Poison Ancestor would actually submit himself to Li Qingshan. They basically wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes.

“It’s fine. You can go back to cultivating!” Li Qingshan said, before facing the Myriad Poison Ancestor, “C’mon, let’s go and have a talk.”

“How much has your cultivation recovered?”

Li Qingshan asked after returning to the Eight Point hall.

The Myriad Poison Ancestor said, “Thanks to ma’am Xiao An’s Scripture of the Ghost King, I’ve recovered around eighty percent of my cultivation and I’ve completely become a ghost cultivator. I am known as a Poison Assimilating Ghost King now. If I continue with my comprehension and cultivation, even recovering all of my cultivation is not impossible.”

The Scripture of the Ghost King could be regarded as a peak ghost cultivation method in this world. It was a secret cultivation method that the Umbral Yin sect never allowed to leave the sect. Even before their strength had fully recovered after becoming a ghost cultivator, they even had the chance to progress to a higher realm of cultivation.

However, the Myriad Poison Ancestor had turned into a haunt that was absolutely subservient to Li Qingshan, so he could only make one minor breakthrough at most. His path to ascension had already come to a complete end.