Chapter 808 — A Breed Apart
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 6
. And this war of the Earth Mothers, whoever wins, bodes no good for Jingping. If they destroyed each other together, that would be the best outcome of all; alas, the odds are too low. Failing that, the next best is that both are gravely wounded and each carves out a domain of their own, for then the pressure on Jingping and on the living things of the Wilderness Ruins would be least. A pity I have not the strength for it. " Even had he wished to seek out Bai Qu'er, he could hardly find her; the Primal World of today was immeasurably vaster than in the age of the Wilderness Ruins, and to find a single person was truly too hard.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield of the Northern Upper Emperor's Heavenly Court, the two Earth Mother Primal Ladies were still fighting. Though it was not so dreadful as at the first, it still shook heaven and earth; even a powerhouse of the Imperial Throne would feel a thrill of dread at such a battle.
One of the two Earth Mothers was above the ground and one below it, yet the earth itself seemed not to exist; all that could be seen was the radiance of the Great Dao's rules filling the air, turning the land to gleaming gold, while a thousand golden mountains and ten thousand peaks rose and were destroyed without cease. The primal magnetic divine power tugged at the stars, sun, and moon in the sky; now and again the primal magnetism of sun, moon, and stars would erupt, becoming blade after blade of soul-seizing light that fell from the heavens to cut down the opponent. "With my strength, it is very hard to slay two Earth Mother Primal Ladies.
After all, I am only at the Lingxiao realm and have not yet cultivated to the Imperial Throne. Would you not say so, Lü Zheng? " At the edge of the battlefield, the scholar sat sideways on the donkey's back, watching that soul-stirring struggle, and said to the donkey, "I can only settle for the next best thing: wound both Earth Mothers gravely, so that their standoff divides the powers of the Primal World and they pose no great threat to Jingping.
" The donkey said, "Hee-haw—" The scholar opened a small bundle and laughed. "It is fortunate that both Earth Mothers were already wounded when they came to blows, and are not at their former peak; otherwise, to wound them gravely I would have to cultivate to the Imperial Throne realm.
" The donkey laughed. "Hee-haw, hee-haw.
" "You are right. If I could defeat the likes of Zhuo Cha, foremost in the martial way, then naturally I can wound the Earth Mothers of today; it is only that there are two of them, which weighs on me greatly. " In the bundle lay countless game pieces.
The donkey bore her galloping into the distance, and the scholar tossed down pieces as she went, dropping one every so often, and laughed.
"Go is played on a grid of nineteen lines; that is for mortals. A true game of Go, how could it be only nineteen lines? Take the starry sky for the game and the earth for the board, with lines beyond counting; such a game, turned into a formation, is a catastrophe.
Lü Zheng, I think my formations rank first.
" "Hee-haw. " The donkey raced, swift beyond measure.