Chapter 474 — A Fatal Flaw
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
He is of the imperial clan! " She had killed she knew not how many nobles among the Forsaken of the Desolate Ruins, but the imperial clan bore the Kaihuang bloodline, and she had never killed a single one of them! "He is no noble of the Forsaken in the Desolate Ruins — he is of the imperial clan!
" A fierce satisfaction welled up in the Old Mother of True Heaven's heart, and the humiliations of the past days seemed to vanish into thin air: "Worn-out iron shoes search the world in vain — yet it comes without the slightest trouble!
What those above fear most is an imperial clansman among the Forsaken.
If I can do away with him, I shall rise to the heights and leave this godforsaken lower realm for the comforts of the upper realm! " Her eyes flickered: "This boy is the easiest to handle, but he is worth the most!
His life is far more valuable than Imperial Preceptor Jingping's!
Before that, though, I must first get rid of Imperial Preceptor Jingping! Elsewhere it would be hard to deal with him, but once we enter the great desert I will have both the means and the chance! Only, Great Venerable, you will have to bear the hardship. " She gathered sand and cast her art, awakening the sand-dune giants one by one and asking after Ban Gongcuo's whereabouts.
The Dragon Qilin quickened its pace and raced on. By the next dawn it had come to a set of ruins in the desert, fairly well preserved, and beside them an enormous Dawn Ark, and a sun half buried in red sand. The Old Mother of True Heaven smiled. "With this Dawn Ark here, Imperial Preceptor Jingping will find it hard not to die. " Shen Mu's spirits rose sharply, and he laughed.
"Imperial Preceptor Jingping, Sister Siyu, stay here and hold the field for me; do not let him slip away again.
I will go find that Ban Gongcuo!
" Imperial Preceptor Jingping gazed at him. "You do not need my help? " "No need!
" Shen Mu quickened his steps; in a few bounds he crossed into the ruins and landed atop a broken-down hall.
Laughing aloud, he called, "Ban Gongcuo! A friend has come from afar — why do you not roll out here and die?
" "Shen!
You clinging ghost!
" A figure shot up from the ruins, exploding a skyful of sand grains; with a great thud it landed at the other end of the hall — a youth, none other than Ban Gongcuo, high-spirited, roaring with laughter: "You have come at just the right time! My cultivation has surged these days, and today I can fulfill my lifelong wish: to spell out a great big 'I yield' with your corpse!
" And at that very moment, the Old Mother of True Heaven was staring at Imperial Preceptor Jingping's back — and Imperial Preceptor Jingping had finally shown a flaw!