Chapter 853 — The Great Completion of the Wondrous Classic of Rearing Humans
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Your talents are penned up in Qingyuntian, with no outlet for your ambitions, and that will leave you regretting it all your life. " Yuchenzi laughed, "I am a Daoist by nature, and a Daoist ought to be steeped in the Daoist arts. There is nothing bad about staying in Qingyuntian. " Shen Mu took out several bottles of fresh dragon saliva, meaning to have the blind elder drink them. The blind elder shook his head, "I won't drink it. It's the drool of that great dog of yours.
" Shen Mu said hastily, "It's not drool, it's dragon saliva. Your organs have been pierced in many places by the Earth Dragon's roots.
If you don't drink it, the wounds all over your body will burst open and your blood will drain out fast.
" The Dragon Qilin snickered with a *heng-chi heng-chi*, "Old Blind Sir, I'm no great dog.
I'm the Dragon Qilin, with the blood of both dragons and qilins in me. Drink up—the Cult Master collected it not long ago.
It's fresh. " The blind elder clamped his mouth shut. Shen Mu, seized with a fierce resolve, forced his mouth open and poured it down the old man's throat.
The blind elder trembled with rage and roared, "You little wretch!
Once I'm healed, let's see who can save you then!
" Shen Mu seized the chance while he was talking to pour in several more bottles, then said to Yuchenzi, "Aren't those words against your own heart? People say that in times of chaos Daoists descend the mountain, and in times of prosperity they ascend it—descending in chaos to bring peace to the realm, ascending in prosperity so the dust of the mortal world won't trouble their Daoist hearts. This is a time of chaos. There is a place for your talents.
" Yuchenzi shook his head, "Should chaos truly come, Qingyuntian still governs twenty-four divine kingdoms under it. I will have my place to wield my abilities.
" Shen Mu said with a half-smile, "I don't know what caliber those twenty-four divine kingdoms are, but surely you do? When we met, you said the Kingdom of Jingping was small and weak, rude, greedy, and obstinate. Yet for those twenty-four divine kingdoms to reach Jingping's level would take several hundred years. And you would still need an Emperor Yanfeng, a Jiang Baigui, a Shen Mu, and countless universities, academies, and colleges, and innumerable people contributing their wit and talent. " Yuchenzi fell silent for a moment, then said, "I am a Daoist. I will not join your Heavenly Sage Cult.
" Shen Mu laughed heartily, clapped him hard on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Brother Daoist, I mean to send you to the Kingdom of Jingping!
You have talent and ability. The Heavenly Sage Cult cannot hold you, nor does it have a place for your talents to shine. Only Jingping has a stage like that. If you agree, I'll write a letter of recommendation, and you go to see the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping—he will surely put you to great use! Think of all you have learned and comprehended in your life, think of your ambitions! Would you rather wait meekly to inherit the post of Qingyun's Sect Master, or carve out a career and a world of your own? " Yuchenzi finally made his decision, bowed, and said, "I would ask for the Cult Master Shen's letter!
" Shen Mu promptly took out paper and brush and wrote a letter.
Yuchenzi accepted it and said with a smile, "Then I will go to see the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping.
If I can move him with my talent, I won't produce your letter of recommendation. If I cannot, I will produce it then. " Shen Mu was momentarily taken aback.
Yuchenzi laughed heartily, bade him farewell, and drifted lightly away.
"Young as Yuchenzi is, he is an old hand at the ways of the world.
" His injuries all but healed, the blind elder seized the Longtuo Divine Spear in his hand and said with a grin, "Little Shen, you and I haven't had a bout in a long while.