Chapter 401 — Angling for the Blazing Sun
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Shen Mu had seen more than his share of Divine Pupils, and he was thoroughly practiced in dismantling them. He had studied the Blind Elder's Nine Heavens Gaze Art, had forged the Sun-Shooting Divine Cannon, and had come into possession of both the Sun Jade Eye and the Moon Jade Eye. The sun forged by Ziqing was intricate in its internal structure, but all things, however varied, shared the same fundamental principles. Where others, confronted with such a labyrinth of array patterns within the sun, would be utterly at a loss, he could swiftly locate the crucial junctures of each formation.
Ziqing had forged the sun not as a weapon but for illumination; hence these arrays held no lethal power and posed no danger, and he could experiment boldly and without fear. Moreover, Ziqing had left mechanisms behind, allowing the sun to be retracted.
Once retracted, the sun became a wall of metal. And since this particular sun had been smashed in two by Shen Mu, it was now two walls.
The many Sun Herders suppressed their astonishment and drew back their chains.
"Without a hook, how can we fish another sun out of the Xiquan? " Everyone turned to look at Shen Mu, hope written across their faces.
The old clan chief shook his head in alarm.
"The prince's cultivation is insufficient.
He cannot go deep into the Xiquan to open the sun.
" The temperature within the Xiquan was unimaginably high; any treasure forged by the Sun Herders would melt upon entering it, let alone a cultivator of merely the Six Harmonies realm like Shen Mu. Shen Mu laughed.
"Chief, have you forgotten? As the Sun Guardian, commanding the energy of the Xizhou, do I not possess power akin to that of a god?
Once I fish out the sun, I can extricate myself. There is no need to fear being devoured by the Xizhou. " The old clan chief hesitated.
"But what if you cannot fish it out.
.
. " "There is no 'what if'! I smashed your sun, so it is only right that I repay you one!
" Shen Mu decided on the spot, reached out and seized a pillar, and his body began to swell rapidly, joint by joint. Suddenly he remembered something and hastily transmitted his voice: "Chief, prepare a set of clothes. My spare clothes have all been used up.
" The old clan chief did not know whether to laugh or cry. Every time Shen Mu became the Sun Guardian, he invariably burst out of a set of clothes, and they would fetch a spare for him to change into. His spare clothes were few, and the set he wore was his last.
After this sun-fishing venture, without new clothes he would surely be left bare-arsed — for in his complete form as the Sun Guardian, a third leg would sprout behind him, bursting his trousers apart.
"Fetch the Tianyang Blue-Gold Silk of our clan, weave it into cloth, and make the prince a set of clothes! " The old clan chief had barely spoken when he remembered something else and hastily added, "And go summon Chief Yu Zhaoqing of the Tianyu clan. Have the Tianyu clan tailor and forge it for the prince.
See to it that the garments fit him properly and look dignified.
" Several Sun Herders hurried off.
Shen Mu steered the Xizhou. The Xizhou stretched out its twelve legs and, with a rumbling boom, boom, strode toward the Xiquan.
Now that the Xizhou had no sun, it began to devour his life force, causing his body to slowly sink into the vessel, gradually merging with its hull.
The rate of this consumption was many times faster than when the sun had been extinguished!