Chapter 630 — No Blade in the Buddha Land
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
He can even bring himself to say such shameless words! " Yet since Sakra had spoken, he dared not be careless either, and he thought, "This little devil from the lower realm is indeed not weak, but to challenge every Buddha-son at once is to misjudge his own strength! The true Emperor's Throne Sutra of Brahma, the Heavenly Buddha King, is what matters; it will not do to fall out with them now — better to get the sutra first.
" In the ruined temple, Sakra, the Heavenly Buddha King, who was pondering the true Emperor's Throne Sutra, gave a muffled snort. The voice that had just spoken, stopping Molun, had not been his at all. He was deep in contemplation of the sutra — where would he find the time to mind the world outside? "Who is this, counterfeiting my voice? And such a good imitation! Of course — it must be senior brother Brahma.
He alone could mimic my voice so perfectly that no one could tell the difference. " Sakra's brows twitched.
"This is the first chamber pot dumped on my head. And senior brother himself clapped it there. I pray it is the only one.
. .
" "Prince Sunlight of the Heavenly Court has come to subdue the demon in your heart!
" Prince Sunlight stepped forward, a great sun blazing in the halo behind his head, and said calmly, "You come from the lower realm? The lower realm is a barren place; when a talent appears there at long last, it is only natural that he should lean on his gifts and hold all others cheap.
" Shen Mu did not raise his head to look at him, but went on studying his own hands, thinking silently, "Granny Zhu and the others always make me seal this eye, but sealing it also keeps me from knowing how far my strength has advanced. How strong, in the end, is my full strength?
Now at last I can find out.
. .
" Suddenly he was so elated that he shuddered again and again, trembling with elation, trembling with elation. Now at last he could unleash his full strength without worry, now at last he could strike without scruple, now at last he need not fear that his lust to destroy, and the sheer force of his destruction, would bring trouble upon his kin and friends! Now at last he could give himself rein and be again that youth of the Wasteland who feared neither heaven nor earth! A youth of the Wasteland need only act by the rules of the Wasteland; all other restraints belong to the outside world and have nothing to do with a Wasteland youth!
"Heh heh heh.
. .
hahahaha!
" Shen Mu laughed, and the laughter grew louder and louder. Prince Sunlight frowned slightly and said indifferently, "I am Prince Sunlight, crown prince of the Sunlight Buddha Kingdom, and fellow student of senior brother Moonlight in the Sword Palace of the Heavenly Court; we studied the sword together and are bound in deep friendship.
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. " "You prattle on and on. Since you miss him so much, I will send you down to keep him company!
" Shen Mu suddenly struck out with his palm; the sword elixir swelled, burst, and countless flying swords shrieked up like a cloud blotting the sky.
The great sun behind Prince Sunlight's head flared in answer, and he laughed aloud, "I have been waiting for you! " Firelight spread through the great sun behind his head.
Unlike Prince Moonlight's Bright Moon Sword, his sword bore pure yang true fire; the great sun shone over all and burned everything, and the sword-light hid within the firelight and the sunlight, a radiance so dazzling that men could not open their eyes, could not see his sword! The Great Sun Divine Sword! His divine sword clashed with Shen Mu's rain of swords, and in an instant came the ringing of countless tinkling strokes.
Prince Sunlight's heart jumped, and then he felt his sword moves being broken: "There are three moves in his sword art.
. . no, four — four basic sword moves I have never seen before!
" His shock was beyond words.