Chapter 1088 — Primordial Chaos First Divided, Taking Form Within the Egg
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
Why must I go searching through those maps? " Then it dawned on him, and he asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you never learned them? " Wei Suifeng's face flushed red, and he said sullenly, "How could I fail to learn them? I merely disdained to learn others' arts; I take what is best in their arts and meld it into my Heaven-Battling Dao Art.
I mean to walk a path of my own; I am to become a Sage, so how could I fail to learn them? Heh heh.
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. " The smile on his face slowly twisted. Shen Mu did not prod him further. Wei Suifeng was the disciple the Woodcutter Sage had taught most painstakingly; of the three disciples, Wei Suifeng had cultivated under the Woodcutter Sage the longest, and had most likely caught the Woodcutter Sage's habit of biting off more than he could chew.
Of course, Wei Suifeng was a little better than the Woodcutter: the Woodcutter's path of cultivation encompassed all three hundred and sixty trades, three hundred and sixty kinds of acquired dao, and this was also the origin of the three hundred and sixty halls of the Heaven Sage Cult.
For that same reason, the Woodcutter's realm was fixed at the Yaotai realm; to the end of his life he never mounted the God-Slaying Platform. With three hundred and sixty kinds of acquired dao, the Woodcutter's primordial spirit, to mount the God-Slaying Platform, would have to be beheaded three hundred and sixty times! And given the Woodcutter's habit of biting off more than he could chew, a single beheading would likely have been the end of him.
Wei Suifeng, though equally greedy for more, had at least cultivated to the Emperor Throne. The ghost ship burst roaring through the water's surface and sailed into the mist of the Heavenly River. "Little Brother, you have only four chances left.
" Wei Suifeng watched the treasure chariot drive out from the ship and called out loudly in reminder, "Do not waste your chances on saving the Southern Emperor alone. You can keep one or two for things of greater meaning.
" Shen Mu leaned out of the carriage window and waved to him, laughing.
"Last time I was halfway to success.
This time I will surely succeed!
" "Do not say such things.
" Wei Suifeng looked rather alarmed, and warned him, "I think you have a jinx's tongue.
Every time you say that, every time you fail. " Shen Mu laughed heartily and shrank back into the carriage. A long, unhurried song drifted from his lips and spread through the mist, mellow and drawn out, like a jug of warm old wine, bringing a flavor at once wistful and heroic.
"Today I stand within the Great Luotian! In my drunkenness, dim and distant, Mount Yujing.
I have sung the Buxu hymns through, the clear feast done; I know not what year this night is.
The sea has turned to mulberry fields again! " Listening to the song, watching the treasure chariot vanish into the depths of the mist, Wei Suifeng shook his head and laughed.
"Such sentiment. I wonder who he learned it from. " The leaders of the Heaven Sage Cult, from his generation onward, had all been men of many talents; Wei Suifeng in his day had been a dashing, elegant figure, and he could hear in Shen Mu's verses that the boy was singing his ambition.
What year is this night?
I stand in the Great Luotian!
"Little Brother's grand ambition is plain to see!
" Wei Suifeng praised. The song ceased, and the Heavenly Dragon treasure chariot came onto the Heavenly River, speeding toward the Xiaohan Heavenly Court.
"I left a letter for the Southern Emperor, telling her to seek out Yue Tianzun and hand one of her plumes to Yue Tianzun, and also to secretly divide off a soul and send it to rebirth. So I need only find Yue Tianzun, obtain that plume, and this journey's purpose is fulfilled. " Shen Mu was full of confidence.
Gazing afar at the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, he saw that this human race Heavenly Court was many times larger than before; arriving here, he felt a strange unfamiliarity.