Chapter 549 — Gone Like Smoke and Clouds
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shen Mu smiled. "Brother Tiger and I are going to set up the Bridge of Spiritual Power Exchange, and we need a great deal of mystic gold and mystic iron. Since the demon primal soldiers are of no use, might you lend them to us? The demon-nature and demon-breath inside them are exactly what we need!"
Yu He laughed. "My master can procure a great many demon primal soldiers. How many does the Cult Leader need?"
"The more the better!"
Yu He turned to go. "You are too courteous, Cult Leader. Those demon things are useless to us in any case. Go on ahead; my master and I will bring the primal soldiers over shortly."
Shen Mu looked at Sang Hua and the others, hesitated, and said, "Sister Hua, Brother Tiger and I will need some time to raise the bridge. You had best go and temper yourselves; come back in ten days. In ten days we should have the rune-seals in place. Then we can go out and temper ourselves together, and perhaps I can introduce you to a good many new friends."
Sang Hua said in a low voice, "We came this time not only to fetch you out for tempering. There is one other thing: the several of us intend to join the cult."
The other divine-ability practitioners of Taihuang Heaven nodded hurriedly.
Sang Hua gave a cheer. "Do we have to smear our blood and swear an oath never to betray the cult?"
Shen Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head. "Our Heavenly Sacred Cult is not some notorious demon cult; we do not go in for blood oaths. And the faithful do not worship the Cult Leader. A simple salute will do; there is no grand kneeling. The Cult Leader is a Sage Master, not an emperor. I am in a hurry to forge the Bridge of Spiritual Power Exchange and have no time to explain in detail. Come back in ten days, when the two worlds are joined; then I will have the Sacred Cult brothers of Jing Ping tell you all about it."
Sang Hua and the others were wholly satisfied, and left together with Shu You.
"Founding a cult in Taihuang Heaven is a little simpler than I imagined." Shen Mu sighed inwardly, then glanced sidelong at the Black Tiger God beside him, his eyes flickering. "Senior Brother Tiger, will you join the cult?"
The Black Tiger God shot him a look of contempt and sneered, "My lord has never acknowledged your Heavenly Sacred Cult. Save your breath. Let us forge the Bridge of Spiritual Power Exchange as quickly as we can!"
The man and the tiger soon came to a great pyramid-shaped altar. It rose towering as a mountain, its tiers of steps spreading up into the air, and at the summit lay a platform flat beyond compare. Blood-sacrifice runes were seared all around the altar; the divine-ability practitioners of Taihuang Heaven had piled countless bones here to summon the stone statues and the primordial spirits of the gods out of the Desolate Ruins.
The runes of the Bridge of Spiritual Power Exchange that Shen Mu and the Black Tiger God had designed were themselves built upon the sacrificial runes; only a few of the runes on the altar needed altering. The man and the tiger set to work at once, revising the rune-seals.
A short while later, True God Pang Yu arrived with Yu He. He set down the mountain-pile of demon primal soldiers and said with a smile, "Young friend, will these demon primal soldiers be enough? If not, there is another batch in Mingyi City, several times more than this."
Shen Mu was overjoyed. "More than enough. Thank you, True God!"
True God Pang Yu smiled. "Is there anywhere we master and disciple might lend a hand?" Yu He, too, was eager to try.
The Black Tiger God was about to agree, but Shen Mu hastily shook his head. "No need! The True God has many affairs, and Senior Sister Yu He has her tempering to attend to. We would not dare trouble you both!"