Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chapter 103 Sister
Li Qingshan looked at the newcomer in surprise and said, âMonk, arenât you going in a different direction from me?â
âBenefactor Li Qingshan, there was such a huge disturbance here. How could I not come?â Monk Wuâo said.
âMonk, why did you say that this is the remains of the Qinling Emperor?â Li
Qingshan asked, âThese people havenât even figured out whether Qinling
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Monk Wuâo looked at the torn starry sky and said, âIâm not sure if this is the remains of the Qinling Emperor. However, Iâm sure that the Qinling Emperor has already fallen. Thatâs why I said that thereâs a high chance that itâs the remains of the Qinling Emperor.â
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 wasnât serious. He could kill, eat meat, and drink.
âMonk, how did you know that the Qinling Emperor had fallen?â Li Qingshan asked curiously.
âMy Master told me. The Qinling Emperor died in battle a long time ago,â Monk Wuâo said.
âIs the information accurate?â Li Qingshan asked in a low voice.
âVery accurate. My Master doesnât talk big. Everything he says is correct,â Monk Wuâo said firmly.
Li Qingshan asked, âThen tell me, how did the Qinling Emperor die?â
Monk Wuâo scratched his head and said, âMaster told me that the Qinling Emperor died for his ideals.â
âDied for his ideals?â Li Qingshan didnât quite understand.
Monk Wuâo shook his head. He didnât quite understand either.
âDid your Master say anything else?â Li Qingshan pressed on.
âMaster only said this. He didnât say anything else,â Monk Wuâo said helplessly.
âHow can we know what his ideals were?â Li Qingshan said with some irritation, âPeople 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.â
âThese are mortal desires. Above mortals, cultivators have even more diverse desires,â Li Qingshan said.
Monk Wuâo shook his head and said, âBenefactor Li Qingshan, what youâre talking about is desire, but I am talking about ideals.â
âDesire is what a person wants, what they desire in their heart, what they strive for. If they canât get it, they will change it.â
âDesire and ideals are not the same thing.â
âIdeals are the state a person wishes to achieve. And for this ideal, they sacrifice their life, selflessly sacrificing themselves. Ideals are greater than desires,â Monk Wuâo retorted.
âYouâre right, ideals are far greater than desires. But the problem is that a personâs ideals will change over time.â
âChildren in their youth have wild dreams and are unrealistic.â
âAs adults, their ideals gradually become more realistic. In fact, they might even lose their ideals.â
âWe canât guess what the Qinling Emperorâs ideals were?â Li Qingshan added.
Monk Wuâo looked at the remains and said, âPerhaps weâll know once the remains are opened.â
Li Qingshan also looked at the relic and said, âIt 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.â
âBy the way, monk, how did your cultivation increase after soaking in the Great Path Spring?â Li Qingshan suddenly asked.
âI broke through to the Primordial Immortal Realm,â Monk Wuâo said.
âNot bad. Iâve also broken through to the Primordial Immortal Realm.â Li Qingshan and Monk Wuâo 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 wasnât spared.
Li Qingshan and Monk Wuâo didnât 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.
âMonk, is this remains a city?â Li Qingshan asked curiously.
âYes, my Master told me that the Qinling Emperor built a city in his final years.â Monk Wuâo nodded.
âThen this must be the remains of the Qinling Emperor,â Li Qingshan said.
Monk Wuâo nodded. He also believed that these remains belonged to the Qinling Emperor.
âAt least a few thousand people came today,â Li Qingshan said in a deep voice.
âIf we fight for the remains later, many people will die,â Monk Wuâo sighed.
âMonk, from the looks of it, the most powerful realm here is the Ancestor Immortal realm,â Li Qingshan said.
âThatâs 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.â Monk Wuâo nodded.
âMonk, did you reveal any information about the Qinling Emperor?â Li Qingshan asked in a low voice.
âThe 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! â Monk Wuâo whispered.
âSo powerful?â Li Qingshan exclaimed in surprise.
âThen why did I hear that the Qinling Emperor only defeated Zhenwu Emperor by one move?â Li Qingshan asked..