Chapter 1035 — Sworn Sisterhood
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
Shu Jun sat hunched in the rocking chair clutching his tea, like a listless vulture.
"His soul is too weak.
" The Alchemy Master shook his head: "Just now I poisoned him to death twice over, and both times his soul flew off.
" Shu Jun was overcome with gratitude, tears streaming down and splashing onto the surface of the tea. Shen Mu laughed: "Grandpa Dan can rest easy.
My Nether Demon Metamorphosis Art was taught to me by Granny; with Granny here, his soul won't fly off even if it wants to.
" Shu Jun glared at him. Shen Mu pretended not to see, and coaxed on: "Grandpa Dan, only think—where else could you find a Creator so robust, one who has begun to cultivate the Divine Treasures and the primordial spirit? And an Ancient Divine King at that! His divine consciousness is no weaker than mine, his fleshly body stronger than mine, brimming with powerful vitality, and his soul has grown up step by step from weakness. " Behind the mask, the Alchemy Master's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he nodded again and again as he looked at Shu Jun.
Shu Jun trembled, his voice hoarse: "My fleshly body is not strong enough yet—have you forgotten?
You poisoned me to death twice! " The Alchemy Master said mildly: "Divine King, you have indeed opened the Primal Embryo Divine Treasury, but six more Divine Treasures remain unopened.
Without me to soften your fleshly body, you needn't dream of opening the others. Even if you leave with Shen'er today, in days to come you will still come running back to beg me. " Shu Jun's face shifted between light and dark; after a moment he pressed his grief and fury down to the bottom of his heart, and nodded. The Alchemy Master was overjoyed, and looked at Shen Mu: "Supreme of the Medical Dao, remembered in the annals?
" "Mm!
" Shen Mu nodded heavily.
The Alchemy Master let out a long breath, and glanced at Shu Jun as though sizing up a head of livestock, well satisfied.
Shen Mu sought out Granny Zhu and said: "Granny, there's an old saying that goes well—when the eldest does not strive.
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" Shen Mu was beaten by Granny Zhu.
The two words "the eldest" had stung her, it seemed, and so she seized him by the ear and thrashed him. The Alchemy Master and the Deaf Elder laughed about it for a long while.
Only, when they saw Shen Mu off, Granny Zhu's eyes still went red; she watched the Heavenly Dragon Chariot until it passed from sight, and for a long time did not return to the Heavenly Sage Academy. When the Heavenly Dragon Chariot reached Jiangling City, Shen Mu found no Emperor Yanfeng there, nor Jiang Baigui, the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping; where those two had run off to he had no notion, so he hurried on to the capital.
Arriving in the capital, he went straight to see the Headman. The Silent Artisan and the Blind Elder were also waiting in the Grand Academy. The Headman had said he meant to give Shen Mu a beating, but when he saw him he forgot all about it; listening to Shen Mu recount what he had seen and heard in the Heavenly Court, he sighed endlessly.
"Emperor Kai has already been here?
" Shen Mu was astonished, and said: "I did not meet him on the road.
Where is he now? " "That, I do not know.
Emperor Kai taught me Sword Twenty—no doubt to repay the debt he owed for learning Sword Fifteen through Sword Nineteen from Jingping. " The Headman said excitedly: "To meet that peerless summit of the sword dao has been my lifelong wish, and now at last it is fulfilled; this life has not been lived in vain! Shen'er, I will pass Sword Twenty on to you.
Stay a few more days in the capital. " Shen Mu hesitated, then nodded and said: "Fatty Long, take the Divine King to stay at my residence for a few days.