Chapter 327 — Lovesickness Is the Most Bitter
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Along the way he searched everywhere for spirit medicines and refined spirit elixirs, using no fewer than ten kinds of spirit elixirs in succession and changing the prescription ten times, until at last he had completely purged the Silk-Entwining Poison from the four great spirit stores: the Spirit Fetus, the Five Elements, the Six Harmonies, and the Seven Stars. They traveled more than ten days without ever encountering pursuit from Yu Bochuan and the others. Presumably, with the Qingxuan Water Dragon Pearl taken from them, they reckoned they could not contend with Shen Mu and his group without it, and had likely returned to the Western Lands to fetch reinforcements.
Suddenly, the murmur of flowing water reached them.
Shen Mu's eyes lit up, and he smiled. "We have reached the source of the Yong River. " They had not gone far when a stream appeared upon a cliff, and beneath the cliff the drop was several thousand zhang deep. Xiong Xiyu and the others hastily looked north and south, and saw that the ruins, coming from west to east, suddenly presented an enormous sheer face, a natural chasm spanning north and south for countless li!
The chasm split the ruins in two.
The ruins to the west were several thousand zhang higher than the ruins to the east!
"What power formed this sheer face?
" Xiong Xiyu murmured.
"A great earthquake.
" Shen Mu's face showed no expression whatsoever as he said, "An unimaginable earthquake. " Xiong Xiyu could not help but shiver. Shen Mu leaped down from the cliff, treading upon air, walking down step by step. Xiong Xiyu, bringing her daughter, hurried to follow. When they reached the midpoint of the cliff, they saw that stream merge with other streams falling from the sky to become a great waterfall, and further down, the waterfall had scoured out a large pool.
The river water poured out from the mouth of the pool. This river was not wide, its surface only two or three zhang across, but continuing onward, other small streams gathered into it, and the water gradually grew swift and turbulent, the river surface ever wider. Xiong Xiyu looked back, and saw upon the cliff face of that chasm behind them countless waterfalls rushing down, their waters gathering here into a great river.
The Yong River!