Chapter 906 — Falling Behind Is No Crime; Being Weak Is the Sin
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Too short a time to develop, no power to resist the Heavenly Court—so that before the absolute power of the Heavenly Court, it was utterly defeated.
He stood there in silence, unmoving for a long, long time, standing until night fell and the lamps were lit.
Then the darkness before him opened, and a dim lamplight shone through from another world, falling upon his face.
Shen Mu saw a continent drifting in another world. The mountains upon that continent formed the character "Shen." A big-headed doll of colossal stature sat cross-legged on the ground, arms folded across its chest, looking toward him.
Shen Mu's gaze fell upon him. The big-headed doll gave a humph, hugged his arms tighter, turned his head away and refused to look at him, deeply angry.
Shen Mu broke into a smile. "Brother, I am sorry. I took your physical body."
He could tell that the big-headed doll was borrowing that third eye to transform into flesh and blood, remaking a physical body.
"Hmph!" The big-headed doll pouted, growing even angrier.
The lamplight came from the hand of an old Yin Courier. The old Yin Courier stood within the Shen-character continent holding a hurricane lantern, and beside him stood Celestial Lord Yu, who waved to Shen Mu.
The Lord of Heaven's clone, the Molten Lava Earth Lord, the Crimson Emperor, the Great Sun Star Lord, and the Old Buddha were no longer upon the Shen-character continent. They had gone somewhere unknown.
Shen Mu waved to the old Yin Courier and Celestial Lord Yu.
A treasure ship sailed over, crowded with shadowy figures.
Shen Mu saw Princess Zhen and a tree-person—those who had once been his parents.
"Shen'er, the Earth Lord has released us. We plan to return to the Land of No Sorrow. Will you come back with us?"
Princess Zhen stood at the bow of the ship and asked softly, "There is too much peril in this world. The mortal realm is even more dangerous than Youdu. Though the Land of No Sorrow has its perils, compared to the outside world, it is a place of peace."
Shen Mu waved vigorously, smiling. "I am not Shen Fengqing, not your son. I am Shen Mu. I am an orphan of the Wasteland, a child Granny picked up from the riverside. I yearn for the Land of No Sorrow, but my heart is still in the mortal world. In a few years, I will go to the Land of No Sorrow to find you—but not now!"
He drew the Sword of No Sorrow and hurled it with all his strength.
That divine sword of Kaihuang traced a long arc through the air and landed upon the treasure ship of the Land of No Sorrow. Qin Hanzhen drew up the Sword of No Sorrow.
"You are my child."
Princess Zhen wept, waving vigorously. "You are flesh born from my womb. You have a home, you have kin, you have our bloodline!"
The treasure ship of the Land of No Sorrow sailed away, Princess Zhen's voice carrying back: "You must come home—you must come back!"
Shen Mu smiled, waving vigorously.
Kin.
Kin of the Land of No Sorrow.
Countless times he had wanted to find the Land of No Sorrow, to return to his homeland, to see Kaihuang, to see his kin. And now, in the Primordial Realm, there were still those who were his kin—those who needed him more.
He turned around. Emperor Yanxiu stood not far away.
"I thought you would leave," the former Sixth Princess, now Emperor Yanxiu, said softly.
"If I leave, what will you do?"
Shen Mu walked toward her, smiling. "Let us go back. From this day forth, I am your Imperial Preceptor of Jingping!"