Chapter 433 — The Northern Emperor's Divine Artifact
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
I made inquiries among the experts outside. Nether Demon Sect Master Shen Mu — and the Human Emperor to boot. Most impressive, crippling one of my legs. Xu Shenghua went looking for you and never came back; you must have finished him. No wonder — how could he ever match you?
Come, reattach my leg, and we can still talk. Otherwise, I will trigger the Five Thunder Jar this very instant! " Shen Mu's face convulsed. "Flood Dragon King! " he barked.
The water-light behind him rippled, and the Flood Dragon King stood forth, bowing: "The Flood Dragon King is here. Your bidding, Master? " The White Gap Deity laughed coldly: "Do not be rash, Sect Master Shen. My hand is still upon the Five Thunder Jar. " The corner of Shen Mu's eye twitched. Then, in a sudden shift like spring wind dissolving into rain, the ferocity melted from his face, and he burst into hearty laughter. "Senior Brother Bai Xi is indeed impressive!
Very well, I shall reattach your leg.
Flood Dragon King, no need for alarm. Attendants — bring the medicine I have prepared!
Senior Brother Bai Xi, which leg is it that you chose? Bring it out.
" The White Gap Deity tossed back the shorter divine leg, smiling: "This one does not fit its length. Take out the other two — I will choose again. " The smile froze on Shen Mu's face; his features spasmed. The White Gap Deity stood upon his single leg, smiling unhurriedly: "Does Sect Master Shen have some objection? " Shen Mu drew in a long breath, produced the other two divine legs, and forced through clenched teeth: "None.
Senior Brother Bai Xi, please choose! " The White Gap Deity glanced at him, saw Shen Mu's face livid as iron, and laughed heartily: "Ah, the young are wont to lose patience. " His magic surged forth, rolling up the two divine legs.
He examined them scrupulously, found no sign of tampering, and smiled: "I choose this one.
Sect Master Shen — Divine Physician Shen — reattach it for me. " Shen Mu swallowed his fury.
"Lie down, Senior Brother. " The White Gap Deity lay down, his hand still resting on the Five Thunder Jar, and drawled: "Do not think of any tricks.
The instant this hand moves, the Five Thunder Jar will erupt — drowning the world in thunder-clouds is a matter of no effort at all. A treasure of the Northern Emperor — let alone destroying Jingping, did it not reduce even Kaihuang to desolate ruin.
. . heh heh!
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