Chapter 491 — Stepping Into the Annals of History
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"The Supreme Emperor's twenty-six-thousandth birthday?
" Shen Mu was stunned. His own era lay twenty thousand years beyond the Kaihuang reign, and Kaihuang himself had likely sat on the throne for ten or twenty thousand years. Did that not mean they now stood thirty or forty thousand years in the past? A single teleportation by Ban Gongcuo had carried them back thirty or forty thousand years?
Beneath the chest, Ban Gongcuo was equally bewildered, an indescribably strange feeling rising in his heart.
He had merely activated the teleportation banner before his mana ran dry, and that had flung him thirty or forty thousand years into the past? This had to be a dream! He was about to pinch himself when a sharp pain suddenly lanced through his severed leg, and he could not help crying out. Shen Mu drew the long sword from the severed leg and murmured, "It hurts.
So it is no dream.
Could it be that we have passed through a flashback of history? That we are standing within history's final afterglow?
" The young girl before him caught sight of him stabbing the boy with the severed leg beneath the chest, and she was rather displeased. "You there," she said angrily, "how can you bully a cripple? What use is a handsome face? You have the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog!
" With that, she turned to leave. Shen Mu said hastily, "Good sister, wait a moment! " Hearing his voice, the girl could not bring herself to refuse him, and she stopped. But then the youth walked up to her and reached out both hands to cup her face. The girl's cheeks flushed crimson.
"What are you doing?
" she said, squirming. "This is the first time we have met. How can you be so intimate?
And you are very strange besides, carrying a strange chest and a great big pig, and bullying cripples. My father and my brother will not like you. . . My father is formidable, and so is my brother. They will beat you to death. Do not be like this.
. . " Shen Mu stood dumb as a wooden chicken, his mind roaring as if struck by heavenly thunder: "It is true! You are a living person, of flesh and blood! This is no afterglow of history!
We really have returned to the past, to the era of the Supreme Emperor. .
. Can one truly travel through time and space? " The girl asked curiously, "What are you saying?
What afterglow of history? What past?
What is traveling through time and space. . . " Before she could voice the doubts in her heart, a young man and woman came walking toward them, leaning on each other. The young man said in surprise, "Qu'er, who is this?
" The girl blushed and said softly, "Brother, I think I have found someone I like. . . " Ban Gongcuo crawled out from under the chest, just about to coax the dragon qilin into licking the wound on his severed leg, when he heard these words and felt as if struck by lightning. He spat and thought, "Liking him already?
So what if he is handsome? He is only good to look at, useless in practice. . .
" Shen Mu was utterly distraught.
Seeing his dazed, soulless look, the young man could not help shaking his head and said quietly to the girl called Qu'er, "This one seems to have no spirit about him.
There are so many talented young men in the world.
Why must you like him? " The woman beside him laughed. "Little sister, do not listen to your brother.
He is always introducing you to so-called talented young men, and never cares whom you actually like. By the way, how long have you two known each other? " The girl lowered her head and said shyly, "We just met. .
. " The woman covered her mouth with her sleeve and was left speechless. "You just met and you already like him? " The young man laughed in fury, glared at Shen Mu, and shouted, "A daughter of my Bai family should love a hero of the age.