Chapter 965 — The Uncanny Daoist
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
In the square they also saw an enormous bonfire, over which a beast's leg more than ten zhang long was still roasting—what creature it belonged to, they could not tell.
Beside the bonfire stood wine cups two or three men tall, and the fragrance of wine overflowed, mingled with the savor of roast meat, enough to make the mouth water. Shen Mu walked over, cut off a piece of meat and tasted it. "Excellent! " he praised.
He cut another piece and handed it to Luo Wushuang.
Luo Wushuang hesitated.
Shen Mu laughed. "This is meat created by the Creators.
Eating it will do no harm—at worst you will turn into consciousness. " Luo Wushuang tasted it, and it was surprisingly delicious.
Shen Mu sat down, ate the roast meat, and raised a hand to draw the fine wine from the cup. The wine too was indescribably good, and the two of them cried out in delight.
"Being a Creator is not bad at all," he could not help laughing.
"So fragrant, so fragrant!
" Suddenly a voice came. Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang were startled and looked toward the sound.
A Daoist in a black robe with wide sleeves and a high topknot had appeared from somewhere, his face fierce, and plopped himself down beside them, swallowing his saliva.
"Truly fragrant! " Luo Wushuang was about to ask the Daoist his name and origin when the man suddenly opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of saliva onto the beast's leg, then chuckled, "Now there is my spit on it.
Will you still eat it?
If you will not, this leg is mine!
" Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang looked at each other. The Daoist hauled the beast's leg down and began to gorge himself, then suddenly spat a mouthful of saliva into each of the great wine cups, chuckling, "You will not be drinking the wine either, I suppose? " Shen Mu frowned, then suddenly laughed. "Luo the Divine Saber, let me show you a trick.
" The vertical eye at the center of his brow opened. He stirred the higher consciousness of the Three Enclosures and visualized for a moment, and all manner of rare delicacies came crowding out of the air, along with quantities of fine wine, until a banquet lay spread before them. After a moment, many beautiful women stepped out of the void as well, singing like orioles and dancing like swallows, frolicking and laughing around the two men and waiting on them as they ate.
"How is it, Luo the Divine Saber?
" Shen Mu asked with a smile. Luo Wushuang was struck dumb, and only after a moment did he come to his senses.
"Shen the Overlord Body really knows how to enjoy himself.
" Shen Mu roared with laughter, an arm around each side. The black-robed Daoist looked at the two of them, envy on his face, and edged closer.
"Ptui! " Shen Mu and Luo Wushuang swiftly spat on every dish.
Luo Wushuang was about to spit on the visualized beauties too, lest the Daoist snatch them away, but Shen Mu stopped him.
Seeing this, the black-robed Daoist sneered, "You are people of the Heavenly Court.
Do you know who I am?
You dare be so rude to me!
" Shen Mu smiled slightly and turned his head to Luo Wushuang.
"Luo the Divine Saber, tell him who I am. " Luo Wushuang cleared his throat. "This is the Longhan Overlord Body, the Heavenly Sovereign enfeoffed by the Heavenly Emperor's decree, one of the five founding elders of the Heavenly Alliance—Heavenly Sovereign Mu.
" The black-robed Daoist's expression changed drastically. Shen Mu smiled.
"Then who are you?
And why are you here? "