Chapter 950 — A Beauty Pities the Flower-Soul
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"Is this all? " Kunwu hesitated, then said, "Master said disciples of the True God realm, and so this disciple sought out fifteen True Gods.
Beyond them there are several who have fused more Emperor's Throne arts, and one of them has barely reached the standard of a great Heavenly Court art.
" Heavenly Venerable Hao was moved. A great Heavenly Court art was the fusion of eighteen or more Emperor's Throne arts. In this world, only a Heavenly Venerable could fuse the various Emperor's Throne arts and comprehend a great Heavenly Court art, and now, unexpectedly, one of his own disciples had reached that standard.
Kunwu said with difficulty, "This one has fused eighteen Emperor's Throne arts, barely counting as the great Heavenly Court standard. Only, his realm is not True God, but Spirit Bridge. .
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" "Spirit Bridge, and he has fused eighteen Emperor's Throne arts? " Heavenly Venerable Hao was startled.
Such natural gifts were hardly inferior to those of the Heavenly Court's Ten Heavenly Venerables, and this one was so young besides, and still only at the Spirit Bridge realm, which could not but rouse his vigilance. "There is no need to worry about realm.
Shen Mu's realm is not high either. " Heavenly Venerable Hao pressed down the shock in his heart and smiled. "The thief Mu is not even a deity yet, and he has fused only three or four Emperor's Throne arts.
Bring this disciple to me.
" Kunwu departed, and after a moment he brought back that possessor of divine powers. Heavenly Venerable Hao looked, and saw that the person was a woman; she bowed low and gracefully before him, saying, "This disciple, Lian Huahun, pays her respects to Master.
" Heavenly Venerable Hao's heart swayed; he smiled. "Rise.
" The woman Lian Huahun rose gracefully, and Heavenly Venerable Hao studied her closely.
Lian Huahun was beautiful and alluring, her slender shoulders as though pared, her garments wholly proper, save that her breasts strained them taut, while at the waist they drew thin again. Her eyes were deeply alluring; to look into them, one could not help but feel one's heart stir.
Her sashes flew and streamed behind her, and behind her head hung a round halo wrought of vital essence, floating aloft, untouched by a speck of mortal dust.
The woman's features bore a certain resemblance to those of his own mother, Lady Yuanmu. Heavenly Venerable Hao studied her a while, sighed in secret admiration, pressed down the false fire, and thought, "That I should have such a woman among my disciples?
" He opened his eyes wide and looked closely: the woman bore no trace of knife or axe; flesh and soul alike were natural, not a beauty fashioned by arts of creation.
Since he himself had conceived the beauty trap to scheme against the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, he was naturally careful and wary, lest another use the same scheme against him. Though he had inherited a few bad habits from the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, he was cautious by nature; in the past many had tried beauty traps upon him, yet he had smilingly accepted the beauties and then devoured them.
Heavenly Venerable Hao gazed a while, and the false fire in his heart could no longer be pressed down.
He smiled. "The other disciples shall each receive one art of Slaying Mu from me; Lian Huahun shall cultivate the Eighteen Arts of Slaying Mu. You will rid me of Shen Mu.
I will forge a treasure for each of you to guard your consciousness, lest you fall into the thief Mu's illusory realms of consciousness.
" All of them bowed and assented. Kunwu said, "Master, it will be hard to strike within the Heavenly Court.
Heavenly Venerable Mu has no faction there, yet many ancient gods and Heavenly Venerables protect him in secret.