Chapter 721 — Unrivaled Under Heaven
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Let me go into your third eye and take a look! " She was just about to fly into Shen Mu's brow when the Woodcutter, the First Ancestor Human Emperor, Fu Riluo and Chixi hurriedly blocked her way, saying again and again, "Absolutely not!
Do not probe his brow.
Every one of us has suffered dearly for it!
" The Woodcutter said, "I may not have suffered for it myself, but I know it is monstrously dangerous in there. Heavenly King, you had best not try. " Di Yiyue's gaze flickered and she smiled.
"Truly so dangerous? Dangerous even for one of Emperor Throne strength?
Very well. My flesh is dead now in any case; if I am not to look, I will not look. " Shen Mu came back to his senses and hurriedly took out a willow leaf and pressed it to his brow, letting out a breath of relief.
"Master, First Ancestor, you are both alive again?
" Startled and delighted, he then looked at Di Yiyue, hastily straightened his clothes, took out a mirror and checked himself in it, and only then made his salute.
"Master, who is this immortal sister? " "Immortal sister? " Di Yiyue's heart bloomed with joy; all the poor impression she had formed of Shen Mu a moment ago vanished into thin air.
She said with a smile, "Celestial Master, your second disciple has good judgment.
Much better than Kaihuang, much better than you. He is a talent! You did not take this disciple in vain. " The Woodcutter Sage relaxed and said quietly to Shen Mu, "Wipe your mouth.
There is still blood at the corner. " "Blood at the corner of my mouth?
" Alarmed, Shen Mu took out the little mirror again and carefully wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, then pulled a strand of hair from between his teeth.
The youth was bewildered. "I spat blood? And how did I spit out hair as well?
" Di Yiyue said, "That is the blood and hair of my junior brother, the Calamity God whose head you were just gnawing on. " Shen Mu's face burned red with shame.
Di Yiyue laughed.
"What a pure and innocent boy. Young men who still know shame are rare. Being so bashful, you must have many girls fond of you.
" The Woodcutter, Fu Riluo, Chixi and the First Ancestor all wore strange expressions, coughed again and again, and said nothing.
Di Yiyue took no offense. She smiled. "Little brother.
.
. ah, but I cannot call you little brother yet. You are the Great Celestial Master's disciple, and a descendant of Kaihuang besides.
If I call you little brother, would that not place me beneath them in seniority? " Shen Mu said, "Big sister, why do we not simply keep our own ties with each other?
" Di Yiyue was overjoyed and praised him. "A fine idea.
Then it is settled from today: you and I are brother and sister, but with everyone else we each keep our own ties. " Shen Mu studied Di Yiyue's forehead and saw that a hole had been broken through it, bright from front to back, so that he could even see the brain tissue within.
And Di Yiyue's heartbeat had stopped entirely; her blood no longer flowed.
She was plainly a corpse!
Only, her primordial spirit was so powerful that it could still control this body, so that she seemed still to be alive. "Your wound is very grave, big sister. " Shen Mu said, "How did you take such a heavy wound?
" Di Yiyue said gloomily, "I chose badly. Your sister married a faithless man, and was wounded by him. This is no wound.
How can a dead woman be wounded?
" Shen Mu examined her wound in detail. Even standing so close he could hear no breath from Di Yiyue, and within her wound there still lingered a divine ability whose power was so immense that he dared not touch it. "It is a wound, and it can still be saved. Heavy, yes, but not serious.
" After examining her, Shen Mu circled around behind Di Yiyue's head, peered through the hole, and observed for a while. "It is only the residue of that divine ability in the wound that I cannot deal with. Could you do something about it yourself, big sister?