Chapter 778 — The Hidden Sorrow of the Blazing Sun Venerable
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Shen Mu flew like a demon king through the night sky, searching and scanning everywhere. He searched for a long time but never found Lu Li and his three companions. Youdu was simply too vast—a single thorough search would take a year or two, and Lu Li and the others certainly were not going to stay put waiting for him to find them. "Little brother, I'm tired. I'm going back.
" Shen Fengqing had lost interest.
The moment he said this, he fell silent abruptly.
Shen Mu was stunned, and immediately felt his own power ebbing away wildly. Shen Fengqing had actually returned to the Shen Continent and voluntarily entered his own seal! When Shen Fengqing returned to the seal, the Life-Slaying Cauldron followed him, burrowing into Shen Mu's brow, and went along with Shen Fengqing into the Shen Continent!
Shen Mu at once abandoned his search for Lu Li and the others. Without Shen Fengqing's power now, he was merely a celestial-realm adept; wouldn't searching for Lu Li be suicide? What he found strange was that Shen Fengqing had always hated being sealed.
Why had he now thrown himself into the seal willingly, and with such apparent contentment? He did not use the willow-leaf seal over the third eye in his brow; a sliver of his indestructible divine sense flew into the Shen Continent, where he saw the big-headed doll gleefully counting the arms and legs of the powerful divine essences stored there, rattling off numbers one by one. Shen Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Clearly Shen Fengqing had found food; being sealed was a small matter, since outside he could never find such "nutrient-rich fare. " "Glutton. " Shen Mu shook his head.
This time he had returned to the Jade Lock Pass of Youdu to fetch the paper boat. Without Shen Fengqing's help, flying alone back to the Eye of Tubo would take him more than a decade. So retrieving the paper boat and riding it back would actually save him over ten years. He noticed the Youdu Life-Slaying Cauldron.
The great cauldron was still following Shen Fengqing, while Shen Fengqing counted his food in high excitement, paying the cauldron no heed at all. "This cauldron swallowed half the Nether Sea, and the Nether Sea is made of soul-black sand. The Nether Sovereign must have spent no end of effort to refine the Nether Sea to such a scale.
Now it has all come to naught.
" Shen Mu also thought of the half-beam of dim light that the Life-Slaying Cauldron had devoured. That dim light was a treasure refined by the Nether Sovereign, no small thing. But now the cauldron had settled by Shen Fengqing, as if it recognized Shen Fengqing, not Shen Mu, as Tubo. "Then those faces in the cauldron—they must not have been calling me 'Ugly,' but calling my big brother 'Ugly'. . .
" Just as this thought crossed his mind, demonic qi surged from the great cauldron and spilled outward, like darkness shrouding Shen Fengqing. A face floated out from the demonic qi, staring straight at the big-headed doll, and said in an odd tone: "Ugly. " Shen Fengqing glanced at the face and shook his head.
"Little brother isn't here. Where was I in my counting? " "Ugly," the face continued. "Little brother isn't here!
Annoying! " Shen Fengqing said crossly. More faces emerged from the demonic qi in the cauldron and called to him: "Ugly. " Shen Fengqing flushed with anger and shouted, "I already told you he's not—wait, are you calling me?
" The faces smiled and slowly nodded: "Ugly. " "I'm not ugly.
Little brother is ugly," said Shen Fengqing. Hearing this, Shen Mu sneered: "Big brother has no self-awareness.
I knew those faces weren't calling me. " The white-bearded old man who was the incarnation of the Heavenly Duke appeared from somewhere and said, "Those faces were calling you.
Little fellow, your divine sense is here too. " He pointed, and Shen Mu's wisp of consciousness was pulled down against his will, assuming his true form.
Shen Mu looked around.