Chapter 648 — Maddened by Poverty
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Chi Xi the Divine naturally would not hand Banggongcuo over for him to sacrifice to the blade. With a cold snort, he said, "It is not impossible to leave the God-Slaying Dark Saber in your keeping for now. But when the day comes that the saber turns back on you, you will bear the consequences alone.
" Shen Mu put the case away, his gaze shifting. "Senior Chi Xi, since you were the execution overseer of the Chiming Era and held charge of this treasure for several hundred thousand years, you must surely know how to dispel the resentful obsession that clings to the case, don't you? " Chi Xi nearly exploded: "You stole my treasure, and now you ask me how to use it?
Why don't you simply go rob someone? Oh, that's right—you already robbed me!
" Shen Mu looked at the First Ancestor Human Emperor, meaning that he should beat Chi Xi again and force him to reveal the method. The First Ancestor understood, but with a troubled face he shook his head.
"We have already struck hard enough; I cannot strike any more. At most, do not use the Dark Saber from the case from now on. This fierce thing grows only more savage the more blood it drinks; no matter how you feed it, it is never full. The day you kill too few people, when it cannot get its fill of blood, it will drink yours. " Shen Mu was startled.
If what the First Ancestor said was true, then keeping this murderous blade was indeed unspeakably dangerous. The Chiming Heavenly Court must have sent no small number of gods and demons to the Divine Execution Platform each day to be killed with such a thing—that was how they could afford to keep it fed. But even so, Chi Xi's words betrayed deep dread of this little case, showing he could not fully control it.
In the past, he had piloted a foreign star and encountered the demon host in Luofu Heaven; wounded in that great battle, he had all the vital force of his body drained by the Divine Execution Platform and the God-Slaying Dark Saber, nearly withered to a husk, until he was forced to seal himself and turn into a dried corpse. One could see that even with the secret method in hand, the merciless blade remained utterly perilous.
And yet Shen Mu could not bear to throw the little case away. The First Ancestor Human Emperor said to Chi Xi, "Daoist brother, since we are to join forces, please speak at length with Human Emperor Shen and work out a proper plan. " Chi Xi looked at Shen Mu, remembered all the poisonings Shen Mu had done to him, and burst out, "No alliance.
This cub is far too vicious.
Cooperating with him is sure to bring loss.
" "Master is right! " Banggongcuo showed himself from a distance and called out loudly, "If you join hands with him, he'll sell you and you'll count the money for him—I know that from bitter experience!
" Shen Mu shook with rage, took out the little case, and would have opened it to use him as a sacrifice to the blade, but Chi Xi said flatly, "If you cannot kill him, then the Dark Saber will kill you. " Shen Mu hesitated, put the case away, and murmured, "The Great Venerable and I have crossed life and death together time and again, fighting shoulder to shoulder; the Great Venerable is my own sworn brother.
How could I move against him?
" Banggongcuo was inflamed: "Who is your sworn brother? Don't you dare spew slander!
" The First Ancestor Human Emperor had a headache; he truly did not wish to negotiate an alliance with Chi Xi. Shen Mu suddenly smiled: "Since Senior Chi Xi will not talk to me, what about talking to the emperor of Jingping?
The present age is the Jingping Era. You are an envoy of the Chiming Era.
If the emperor of Jingping himself deigns to negotiate with you, that should be respect enough.
" Chi Xi's heart stirred slightly, and he nodded.