Chapter 225: Sister (1)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chapter 103 Sister
Li Qingshan looked at the newcomer in surprise and said, “Monk, aren’t you going in a different direction from me?”
“Benefactor Li Qingshan, there was such a huge disturbance here. How could I not come?” Monk Wu’o said.
“Monk, why did you say that this is the remains of the Qinling Emperor?” Li
Qingshan asked, “These people haven’t even figured out whether Qinling
Emperor is dead or alive.”
Monk Wu’o looked at the torn starry sky and said, “I’m not sure if this is the remains of the Qinling Emperor. However, I’m sure that the Qinling Emperor has already fallen. That’s why I said that there’s a high chance that it’s the remains of the Qinling Emperor.”
Li Qingshan looked at the monk. He was young, had a fair face, and had a quiet bearing. He looked like a monk with a good appearance.
However, Li Qingshan knew that this monk wasn’t serious. He could kill, eat meat, and drink.
“Monk, how did you know that the Qinling Emperor had fallen?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.
“My Master told me. The Qinling Emperor died in battle a long time ago,” Monk Wu’o said.
“Is the information accurate?” Li Qingshan asked in a low voice.
“Very accurate. My Master doesn’t talk big. Everything he says is correct,” Monk Wu’o said firmly.
Li Qingshan asked, “Then tell me, how did the Qinling Emperor die?”
Monk Wu’o scratched his head and said, “Master told me that the Qinling Emperor died for his ideals.”
“Died for his ideals?” Li Qingshan didn’t quite understand.
Monk Wu’o shook his head. He didn’t quite understand either.
“Did your Master say anything else?” Li Qingshan pressed on.
“Master only said this. He didn’t say anything else,” Monk Wu’o said helplessly.
“How can we know what his ideals were?” Li Qingshan said with some irritation, “People have different thoughts. Poor people hope to have enough to eat. People who can eat enough hope to marry a wife. People who can marry a wife hope to have a concubine. Human desires are endless.”
“These are mortal desires. Above mortals, cultivators have even more diverse desires,” Li Qingshan said.
Monk Wu’o shook his head and said, “Benefactor Li Qingshan, what you’re talking about is desire, but I am talking about ideals.”
“Desire is what a person wants, what they desire in their heart, what they strive for. If they can’t get it, they will change it.”
“Desire and ideals are not the same thing.”
“Ideals are the state a person wishes to achieve. And for this ideal, they sacrifice their life, selflessly sacrificing themselves. Ideals are greater than desires,” Monk Wu’o retorted.
“You’re right, ideals are far greater than desires. But the problem is that a person’s ideals will change over time.”
“Children in their youth have wild dreams and are unrealistic.”
“As adults, their ideals gradually become more realistic. In fact, they might even lose their ideals.”
“We can’t guess what the Qinling Emperor’s ideals were?” Li Qingshan added.
Monk Wu’o looked at the remains and said, “Perhaps we’ll know once the remains are opened.”
Li Qingshan also looked at the relic and said, “It will probably take another day or two for the relic to open. At that time, the geniuses of the Prodigy Battlefield will probably gather here.”
“By the way, monk, how did your cultivation increase after soaking in the Great Path Spring?” Li Qingshan suddenly asked.
“I broke through to the Primordial Immortal Realm,” Monk Wu’o said.
“Not bad. I’ve also broken through to the Primordial Immortal Realm.” Li Qingshan and Monk Wu’o sat together and started chatting.
In the distance, more and more geniuses were attracted over. They all rushed over from afar and looked at the cracked sky with shock and joy.
Then, they joined in the heated discussion.
The topic of discussion was naturally the Qinling Emperor.
This Immortal Emperor who had died for hundreds of thousands of years was mentioned by everyone again.
Some of his life experiences were dug up and discussed, regardless of their authenticity, even some gossip wasn’t spared.
Li Qingshan and Monk Wu’o didn’t join in this discussion frenzy. The two of them sat together and looked at the people discussing in all directions. They were like two pieces of wood, looking at the starry sky that was constantly splitting apart.
The remains suspected to be the remains of the Qinling Emperor were squeezed out bit by bit.
A day passed, and more than half of the remains were squeezed out into the sky.
“Monk, is this remains a city?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.
“Yes, my Master told me that the Qinling Emperor built a city in his final years.” Monk Wu’o nodded.
“Then this must be the remains of the Qinling Emperor,” Li Qingshan said.
Monk Wu’o nodded. He also believed that these remains belonged to the Qinling Emperor.
“At least a few thousand people came today,” Li Qingshan said in a deep voice.
“If we fight for the remains later, many people will die,” Monk Wu’o sighed.
“Monk, from the looks of it, the most powerful realm here is the Ancestor Immortal realm,” Li Qingshan said.
“That’s right. The Prodigy Battlefield has a time limit. Anyone over 300 years of age is not allowed to enter. The highest cultivation base known to be a 300-year-old is the Ancestral Immortal.” Monk Wu’o nodded.
“Monk, did you reveal any information about the Qinling Emperor?” Li Qingshan asked in a low voice.
“The Qinling Emperor was the strongest throughout his life. During his era, my Master said that no one was his match. He became the number one in the world! ” Monk Wu’o whispered.
“So powerful?” Li Qingshan exclaimed in surprise.
“Then why did I hear that the Qinling Emperor only defeated Zhenwu Emperor by one move?” Li Qingshan asked..
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