Chapter 831 — Joining Hands for a Fight
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shen Mu's eyes were fervent. "The purpose of the Jingping Reform is to let every person fully exercise their talents and every thing fully serve its use! Everyone can receive sufficient education. Primary schools and universities will be established everywhere. The Dao, its methods, and divine abilities will be taught far and wide. The path from humble origins to hero will be freed of many obstacles and traps. Everyone's potential and talent can be brought into full play!"
He grew somewhat agitated. "This reform will make the gods no longer sit high above, but each fulfill their duty and give full play to their abilities! Imagine the Jingping of the future: tower ships and great vessels flying through the skies, goods flowing back and forth in tremendous abundance. People can converse across ten thousand li. They can reach up to the ninth heaven to grasp the moon, and dive into the five oceans to catch turtles. They can fully unleash their talents! They will build magnificent structures, connect one heaven after another, one world after another. There will be splendid and colorful art. Countless people will contribute their wisdom and talent to make life better for all! Zhe Huali..."
Zhe Huali stared at him, dumbstruck. Shen Mu said fervently, "Have you heard of the Tiansheng Cult?"
Zhe Huali's mouth hung open, his eyes wide.
"Work with me!"
Shen Mu grabbed both his shoulders with both hands and shook him vigorously, laughing. "Let us accomplish something great together! You struggle in that rotten Heavenly Court, fighting tooth and nail to climb. How high can you climb? At the very top, you would only be like Luo Wushuang, leader of the Lingxiu Army. Above you there would still be countless nobles and powerful figures. When you meet someone like Prince Qiuming, you would still have to bow and scrape. But Jingping's future is different. It can give you higher aspirations and more possibilities!"
Zhe Huali was shaken dizzy. He struggled to steady himself, and also to steady his heart of the Dao. "Cult Master Shen, let me think about it..."
Shen Mu released him, clenched his fist, and encouraged him in a low voice. "Think of your dreams. Think of your heart and your pursuits!"
Zhe Huali was in a daze. He felt that what Shen Mu said was very good and it stirred his heart. He could not help nodding. "I also feel that the lower realm is far more wonderful than the upper realm... But we are trapped on this ghost ship. I fear we cannot leave alive. What use is there in saying all this now?"
Shen Mu laughed. "We can get out. Haven't you noticed? I am stronger than both you and Prince Qiuming, yet I have not become void."
Zhe Huali gave a muffled snort, feeling he had agreed too soon. "This fellow has never known what humility means!"
"Ling Tianzun's divine ability turned this ship into a ghost ship. It appears extraordinarily powerful, but in truth it is still based on the divine ability of Creation, reversing matter, placing matter in a state of stillness, even making matter flow backward! But when she used the ability, her mana was insufficient. She did not truly accomplish this."
Light erupted once more, engulfing them.
Shen Mu's eyes glittered with excitement. He paced back and forth within the light, explaining to Zhe Huali, "The ghost ship's matter is still changing. When the change reaches its limit, it triggers her divine ability. The ability erupts and readjusts the ghost ship's matter, returning it to its most primal state."
The light dispersed. The destroyed halls were restored as before, and the pillar carved with the poem returned to its original state.
Zhe Huali's eyes were wide and blank. After a moment he came to his senses and hastily shook his head.