Chapter 1033 — Looking Back on a Former Spring, Like a Dream
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shu Jun in particular—he had died once, and ever since his resurrection he had been unable to restore either his body or his divine consciousness. Now, having refined the Grand Emperor's divine consciousness, he at once reforged his flesh. As one of the Three Kings of the Primordial Age, Shu Jun was naturally shrewd; he knew that divine consciousness obtained by refining another's could never match consciousness forged by oneself, and so he poured nearly the whole of it into elevating the body he had just remade. He shed his former frail appearance and became tall and imposing—the sheer toughness of his flesh now rivaled that of a great master of the Lingxiao realm.
Shen Mu envied him greatly.
The Supreme Daluo Divine Consciousness concealed within the Grand Emperor's divine consciousness was sorted out as well. Shen Mu was at last able to fill in the missing portions of the Supreme Daluo Divine Consciousness he had previously obtained; only, the Grand Emperor's divine consciousness still lacked the cultivation methods concerning the Heavenly Court. Even so, possessing a Supreme Daluo Divine Consciousness at the Emperor Throne level left him well content.
Among his fifteen Heavenly Palaces, the Daluo Divine Consciousness Heavenly Palace grew more archaic and weighty, overshadowing the other thirteen, and threatening to stand on equal footing with Shen Mu's own main Heavenly Palace.
"A guest usurping the host—there may be trouble to come."
Shen Mu frowned slightly, surveying his Heavenly Palaces, a vague unease stirring in his heart. Eight of his palaces were incomplete. If the Daluo Divine Consciousness Heavenly Palace was so strong, and if it did usurp the host's place, that would mean the Grand Emperor's path was the better one. That a guest usurps the host is a small matter; that it damages the heart of the Dao is a great one! If the Daluo Divine Consciousness Heavenly Palace truly surpassed his main Heavenly Palace, Shen Mu's invincible heart of the Dao would be broken. Even were he to build his Heavenly Court around the Daluo Divine Consciousness Heavenly Palace, he would in the end be no more than another Grand Emperor—no wiser than the Grand Emperor himself. And if his heart of the Dao was broken, the far greater likelihood was that he would never rise again.
"Blind Grandpa, Granny Zhu, you both truly must work harder, and perfect your Emperor Throne techniques as soon as you can..."
Shen Mu heaved a long sigh and thought, "If only I could steal away every Emperor Throne technique the Heavenly Court has collected over the years and give them to Jingping. Granny Zhu and the others could draw nourishment from those techniques, and by analogy perhaps create Emperor Throne techniques of their own. What a pity..."
At last the Heavenly Dragon Treasure Palanquin reached the Heavenly Sage Academy. Shen Mu stepped down, and before he could even reach the gate he heard a chorus of maha maha. A hundred-odd flood dragons, cooing sweetly, buried him and the Dragon Qilin. Shen Mu was licked until he was covered in dragon slobber; he barely managed to extricate himself, only to find the Dragon Qilin buried beneath them. Yan'er hastily produced a few spirit pills, and only then lured the flood dragons away. Shen Mu straightened his clothes, took out a mirror and checked it, making sure no dragon slobber was clinging to his face, before entering the Academy.
The Heavenly Sage Academy was now called the Heavenly Sage Sect, but it still taught in the manner of an academy; nothing had changed. Granny Zhu, the Deaf Elder, and the Alchemist had stayed here to manage it, and the place remained in perfect order.
"Shen'er, this girl is lovely."