Chapter 565 — The Netherworld's Soul-Seizing Envoy
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
With that, this demon god swept all before him, reaching the very front line, leading the charge in person, smashing enemy camps and enemy formations; suddenly he opened his mouth and roared, and a white light of incomparable intensity blasted the demon god charging at him into the distance — the white light pierced a hundred li before it slowly dispersed.
Shen Mu was left gaping. He turned to look at Long Qilin, round and plump and rolling fat, tossed in midair, and a gloom came over his heart: "The Sacred Master's mount is the better one after all. Even if he's a bit of a glutton, he still knows how to cultivate, keeps a well-proportioned figure, and doesn't let it hold back his cultivation..."
Long Qilin too was left gaping; he stole a glance at Shen Mu's downcast face and fell into thought.
A tower ship came flying through the air and passed close by them; at its prow stood a young general, and with a wave of his hand came golden lotuses, one blooming beneath each of their feet, lifting them up and carrying them aboard.
"Shen Feiyue — General Shen the Younger!" Shen Mu was startled and hastily made his salute.
Shen Feiyue, in full armor, bowed slightly in return. "Sect Master Shen. Princess Xiu. This junior officer is in armor and cannot make full obeisance."
From behind him stepped out a man — Shen Yu, with a young dark dragon coiled about him — who also saluted Shen Mu and the others: "Shen Yu pays his respects to Sect Master Shen, Princess Xiu, and the Holy Maiden Xiang."
These two brothers came from the Shen clan of the Grand General of Heavenly Strategy, and were among Jingping the Imperial Preceptor's many disciples; they had cultivated under him for a time, and once they had achieved something, they took posts in the army.
Jingping the Imperial Preceptor had many disciples under his gate, but they usually entered the army, where they held high rank. Ling Yuxiu was bold by nature and made friends widely among heroes, and many of her friends were disciples of Jingping the Imperial Preceptor.
When Shen Mu first met Ling Yuxiu, she had entered the Wilderness Ruins together with Shen Feiyue, intending to survey and map the ruins and take them by force.
The young dark dragon on Shen Yu raised its head curiously and studied Shen Mu, then suddenly slid down from Shen Yu and crawled onto Shen Mu, nuzzling his cheek with its dragon horn and murmuring softly: "Maha..."
Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, then hastily took out the Dark Water Dragon Pearl and tried to call his young dark dragon back, but the little dragon was still reluctant and would not leave Shen Mu.
Shen Yu could not help feeling uneasy: "I was no match for him back in the Grand Academy, and he beat me several times; later, when he became the Nether Demon Sect Master, I was even less his match. Am I to have my dragon taken from me too?"
Shen Mu plucked the little dragon off and examined it over and over, then said in surprise: "This dragon — could it be the true dragon from the Dragon Palace of the Xiong River?"
Shen Feiyue nodded. "Jingping the Imperial Preceptor brought in Fu Yuanqing, the Little Poison King, to revive it, and later gave it to my younger brother."
Something stirred in Shen Mu's heart, and he smiled. "Junior Brother Shen Yu, could you lend me this little dragon of yours for a few days?"
Shen Yu hesitated, and Shen Feiyue laughed. "Sect Master Shen holds extraordinary standing, and he is the Grand Libationer of the Heavenly Sage Academy besides; he has raised more serpents and dragons than anyone can count. How could he covet yours?"
Shen Yu had no choice but to nod. Shen Mu smiled. "Junior Brother Shen Yu, I won't borrow it for nothing; I'll give you something in return. Once this little dragon is returned to you, you'll understand where the benefit lies."
The young dark dragon shrank its form, crawled up to his earlobe, and hung there like a dangling earring.