Chapter 1088 — Primordial Chaos First Divided, Taking Form Within the Egg

" Wei Suifeng was still reminiscing about the Azure Heaven Lapis Lazuli Banner, a look of yearning on his face, muttering to himself, "The treasures hung within that Azure Heaven Lapis Lazuli Banner are more numerous than those you stole from the Heavenly Emperor's vault. .

. " "Elder Brother, most of these treasures came from the Ancestral Court.

Choose one," Shen Mu said with a smile. Wei Suifeng came to his senses and hurried to pace among the treasures, examining the quality of each. Yet the more he looked, the harder the choice became. These treasures from the Ancestral Court had been sifted out by the Creator race over long ages; every one was outstanding.

Not only would such a thing not be found in the Yuan World, one could search the whole of the cosmos and the heavens and be hard put to find even one! The surviving treasures were likely all in the hands of ancient gods or demigod leaders of towering power! Wei Suifeng chose for a long while, wanting every single one, and at last settled on a divine mountain.

"The old brothers on the ghost ship have followed me all these years; once we escape, I fear they will have fallen behind the times.

The Yujing realm and Lingxiao realm of those days are now at most on par with Yaochi realm deities. I will refine this divine mountain into treasures, so that each of them gets one, and at least raises his strength.

These palace lanterns, give them to me as well. " Shen Mu nodded. The palace lanterns were used in the Heavenly Emperor's vault to guard these treasures; they were of no use to him, and would only take up space if he stored them in the Shen Character Continent.

Wei Suifeng put away the palace lanterns and said with a smile, "These palace lanterns too are refined from mighty treasures.

There are so many of them that with slight alteration they can become a great formation of a thousand lanterns to guard the ghost ship. " Shen Mu put away the other treasures and looked at the Yulin Army on the ghost ship. "Back then they were the most outstanding prodigies chosen from every clan. If they could temper themselves in Jingping for a few years, their strength would surely grow greatly. Their future achievements will be boundless! " Wei Suifeng shot him a glance.

"That depends on whether you can rescue us. " Shen Mu frowned deeply.

He still had little confidence in breaking Ling Tianzun's Unchanging Divine Power, unless he could study out the dao of the ancient god Taishi. "I spent some time under each of the Tianzun of the Heavenly Court.

Though I did not learn the true arts of each Tianzun, I did see a good many Emperor Throne arts. " Wei Suifeng, setting the Heavenly Dragon treasure chariot in order for him, blinked and said, "Many Emperor Throne arts I could not learn, but I copied them down. Follow the map I gave you, and you will find these arts. " Shen Mu was caught between laughter and tears.

"You carry them on you; just pass them to me directly.

Why bother with this business of following a map to save me? " Wei Suifeng shook his head.

"I was lurking in the Heavenly Court, and I knew I could hardly hide from the Ten Tianzun; at any moment I might die. So I hid the Emperor Throne arts I had collected in the places I traveled.

Little Brother, Ling Tianzun's handwritten notes are in one of those places too. After you save the Southern Emperor, you must go there. " Shen Mu laughed.

"Elder Brother, you are right here. Just teach me directly.

Why must I go searching through those maps? " Then it dawned on him, and he asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you never learned them? " Wei Suifeng's face flushed red, and he said sullenly, "How could I fail to learn them? I merely disdained to learn others' arts; I take what is best in their arts and meld it into my Heaven-Battling Dao Art.

I mean to walk a path of my own; I am to become a Sage, so how could I fail to learn them? Heh heh.

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. " The smile on his face slowly twisted. Shen Mu did not prod him further. Wei Suifeng was the disciple the Woodcutter Sage had taught most painstakingly; of the three disciples, Wei Suifeng had cultivated under the Woodcutter Sage the longest, and had most likely caught the Woodcutter Sage's habit of biting off more than he could chew.

Of course, Wei Suifeng was a little better than the Woodcutter: the Woodcutter's path of cultivation encompassed all three hundred and sixty trades, three hundred and sixty kinds of acquired dao, and this was also the origin of the three hundred and sixty halls of the Heaven Sage Cult.

For that same reason, the Woodcutter's realm was fixed at the Yaotai realm; to the end of his life he never mounted the God-Slaying Platform. With three hundred and sixty kinds of acquired dao, the Woodcutter's primordial spirit, to mount the God-Slaying Platform, would have to be beheaded three hundred and sixty times! And given the Woodcutter's habit of biting off more than he could chew, a single beheading would likely have been the end of him.

Wei Suifeng, though equally greedy for more, had at least cultivated to the Emperor Throne. The ghost ship burst roaring through the water's surface and sailed into the mist of the Heavenly River. "Little Brother, you have only four chances left.

" Wei Suifeng watched the treasure chariot drive out from the ship and called out loudly in reminder, "Do not waste your chances on saving the Southern Emperor alone. You can keep one or two for things of greater meaning.

" Shen Mu leaned out of the carriage window and waved to him, laughing.

"Last time I was halfway to success.

This time I will surely succeed!

" "Do not say such things.

" Wei Suifeng looked rather alarmed, and warned him, "I think you have a jinx's tongue.

Every time you say that, every time you fail. " Shen Mu laughed heartily and shrank back into the carriage. A long, unhurried song drifted from his lips and spread through the mist, mellow and drawn out, like a jug of warm old wine, bringing a flavor at once wistful and heroic.

"Today I stand within the Great Luotian! In my drunkenness, dim and distant, Mount Yujing.

I have sung the Buxu hymns through, the clear feast done; I know not what year this night is.

The sea has turned to mulberry fields again! " Listening to the song, watching the treasure chariot vanish into the depths of the mist, Wei Suifeng shook his head and laughed.

"Such sentiment. I wonder who he learned it from. " The leaders of the Heaven Sage Cult, from his generation onward, had all been men of many talents; Wei Suifeng in his day had been a dashing, elegant figure, and he could hear in Shen Mu's verses that the boy was singing his ambition.

What year is this night?

I stand in the Great Luotian!

"Little Brother's grand ambition is plain to see!

" Wei Suifeng praised. The song ceased, and the Heavenly Dragon treasure chariot came onto the Heavenly River, speeding toward the Xiaohan Heavenly Court.

"I left a letter for the Southern Emperor, telling her to seek out Yue Tianzun and hand one of her plumes to Yue Tianzun, and also to secretly divide off a soul and send it to rebirth. So I need only find Yue Tianzun, obtain that plume, and this journey's purpose is fulfilled. " Shen Mu was full of confidence.

Gazing afar at the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, he saw that this human race Heavenly Court was many times larger than before; arriving here, he felt a strange unfamiliarity.

From afar, a woman was singing on the Heavenly River, her voice exquisite and lingering: "A hundred rivers rush to the vast sea, the myriad stars encircle the northern pole.

Their radiance blazes across the Xiaohan, and from distant reaches rise the long straits.

Heaven and earth were torn asunder mid-course; the prince of our house saved the living people.