Chapter 341 – Return (1/2)
In the sky, Li Qingshan sat on a cloud with his legs crossed. He could sense that the power of belief was gathering much faster in his Divine Talisman of Great Creation.
If belief was a power, then the people in the city below gradually began to believe in the existence of a fictitious being.
“Let’s go. To the next stop!”
Li Qingshan travelled around. He had carefully chosen all of these missions. He had accepted many, covering a large range, but they were extremely simple too. He basically only hunted down people of the jianghu.
This was not because he could not complete harder missions. There were probably no Qi Practitioners that he and Xiao An could not beat. However, the main reason for all this was for the character he had written to stand out. Various issues would arise once Qi Practitioners became involved, and it would no longer be within the domain of regular people either.
Even if he cut down the master of the Sword Collection palace right now, the common people would not know who he was! Beating up those local tyrants and aristocrats who ran amuck and abused the common people were what regular people loved to see.
Gradually, the image of a teenage hero was established in the extensive hearts of the common people.
Yes, a teenager. Li Qingshan had originally decided on a half-grown child, but the child would grow with the rumors. He would be different every time he conjured him, appearing in this world in a form that lived up to everyone’s expectations.
He was mentioned within every household, and the patches on the teenager’s clothes either multiplied or lessened as a result. The colour of his waistband would vary too. The brush in his right hand would always remain, but sometimes he would be holding a reed flute or a gourd in his left hand.
His final form was determined by thousands of thoughts of belief and faith.
At the same time, the power of belief within the Divine Talisman of Great Creation multiplied. The teenage hero became more realistic, more vivid, and stronger.
His eyes even twinkled with a light that was no different from a living person’s, which left Li Qingshan secretly amazed over the wonders of the art from the school of Novels.
Of course, he still lacked the ability of independent thought, so he was not a living person. All he could do was behave like a machine and utter some predetermined phases. At times that mattered, Li Qingshan would have to secretly control him like a wooden puppet.
However, Li Qingshan could sense what limited him was no longer the quantity of power of belief, but the level of his Divine Talisman of Great Creation.
On the top of the highest building in the city, Zhao Lingshu stood with his arms crossed, staring coldly at a figure that rode away on a tiger. He leapt down, and a pair of metal wings unfolded on his back, gliding through the air in pursuit.
With a whoosh, he kicked up a great gust of wind and descended from the sky, landing before the young man.
“Who are you? Why are you blocking my path?” said the teenager in an exaggerated manner; it was like he was acting out a show.
Zhao Lingshu said coldly, “Which painter do you study under, copying others by trying to uphold justice and eliminate the crooked? Your tricks can fool regular people, but they can’t fool me.”
“Who are you? Why are you blocking my path?” said the teenager in the same exaggerated manner like he was acting out a show.
“Do you know what the people you killed on Jade Altar mountain are to me?” Zhao Lingshu furrowed his brows. He was born in a bandit’s nest. His father and brothers were all bandits. Due to his talent of being able to practise qi, he was chosen by the leader of the Six Directions association, a renowned gang within the Clear River prefecture. He was taken in as a disciple. After many years of arduous cultivation, he had reached the seventh layer, but he never expected he would discover all his relatives dead, without a single trace left, when he returned home triumphantly.
“Who are you? Why are you blocking my path?” The teenager repeated his words once again in an exaggerated manner like he was acting out a show.
If Zhao Lingshu had played video games before, he would definitely find this sight extremely familiar. Unfortunately, while the teenager seemed no different from a real person, and he could unleash many powerful moves, he was still not a person at the end of the day.
It was exactly because he had never played them before that Zhao Lingshu lost his temper. “The people you killed were all my family! I want you to die!”
Shwing! He drew the sword on his back, and it swept over to the teenager’s neck like a bolt of lightning, like a dragon swimming through the air.
Zhao Lingshu could already see the moment when the young man was beheaded. He had not come for revenge out of hot-headedness. Instead, he had secretly undertaken quite a lot of investigation. The teenager possessed the abilities of the school of Painting, but the paintings he produced were at the third or fourth layer at most. There was no reason for him to fear.
Sure enough, the teenager remained in a daze as he watched the sword fly over. He did not react at all.
Just when he was about to exact his revenge. Zhao Lingshi instead felt a certain loneliness of being aloof from the world. As a cultivator, he was destined to walk a path of solitude. Farewell, father. Farewell, brothers. Please bless me in the afterlife!
However, the flying sword ended up stabbing nothing. The teenager had vanished into thin air, and the huge tiger was squashed into a thin piece of paper, flying into the air. Zhao Lingshu was taken aback.
“Oi, what’s wrong with you?”
A man in black descended from the sky on a white cloud with a child as he called out at Zhao Lingshu.
Li Qingshan had just been distracted for a moment as he conversed with Xiao An, yet as soon as he looked back, he saw a sword flying over. He immediately dispersed the power of belief and recalled the huge tiger.