Chapter 1082 — The Deadlock of a Hundred Thousand Years
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
However dreadful the Heavenly Alliance of later ages might be, it was not so dreadful as the Ancient Gods of today, and to join hands with Hao Tianzun and the others now was, after all, the best choice the human race had at this hour. If this alliance were broken, the age of the Ancient Gods would drag on and on, and the Origin Realm and all the worlds of the heavens would remain one vast stockyard!
A fellow Daoist is one who stands at your side and tells you that you have done right—and yet Shen Mu found these words almost impossible to utter. "You have done right," he said, his expression composed.
A smile surfaced on Yue Tianzun's face: "You are a man from the future.
If you think we have done right, then it seems we are bound to succeed in days to come.
Thank you, Mu. " She rose and smiled: "The courtyard is clean now.
Yan'er, come here—take up your lantern and walk a turn with your young master. " Yan'er appeared before her in a whirlwind, her eyes sparkling: "Call me Sister!
" Yue Tianzun grabbed her by the ear and said fiercely: "Call me what?
" Only then did Yan'er behave herself.
She took up her lantern and roused Long Qilin—who was still being beaten black and blue by the little horses.
Long Qilin yawned, stood up, and shook himself, scattering the ponies to the ground. "Cult Leader, where are we bound?
" he asked curiously, a pack of bamboo-pole ponies snapping at his rump behind him. Shen Mu looked at Yue Tianzun.
Yue Tianzun laughed: "Of late something has been stirring along the borders of the human territories—half-shadow thieves keep slipping into our lands, as though searching for something.
I did not go with Yun Tianzun to the Heavenly Court precisely because I wanted to see what these demigods are after.
Since Mu has come by rare chance today, let us go together and see what tricks they are playing! " Shen Mu hesitated a moment, then nodded: "Very well.
This time I shall wait until Yun Tianzun returns, speak my fill with him, and only then take my leave.
We'll use my carriage—it is the fastest. " "Sister Ling, will you come along? " Shen Mu asked. Ling Tianzun hurried over and thrust the hairpin back into Shen Mu's hand: "Of course I'm coming!
Wait a moment! " She suddenly thought of something, summoned Yue Tianzun, and whispered: "I haven't set foot outside my door in years, and my heart quails a little.
Help me wash and make myself presentable.
" Yue Tianzun did not know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister, you do remember you're a woman, don't you?
" "Stop your teasing—if I go out and shame myself, I shall be shaming the two of you as well. " The two young women went off to dress and adorn themselves; only, Ling Tianzun had no change of clothes, so Yue Tianzun went back to her own palace and fetched some garments and ornaments.
They felt very awkward on Ling Tianzun, but she braced herself and came out anyway.
Shen Mu's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Sister Ling and Sister Yue, you both look wonderful.
" Yue Tianzun reddened a little, but Ling Tianzun only complained that the clothes did not sit right—the skirt was too long, the sleeves too long, forever getting in her way. They boarded the Heavenly Dragon Chariot and made for the borders of the human territories. Yue Tianzun opened the carriage window and looked down: "The demigods have been coming and going like specters, forever slipping into this region, as if searching for someone.
I have already sent people to scout the matter—word should reach us before long.
" At a small border town they came down. The townsfolk were mostly mortals, with few who possessed divine powers.