Chapter 1344 — Refined into a Treasure
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 3
Of course, the pearl was not at all round.
The precious seal was still too large. Shen Mu tried to wield his own dharmic power to refine it down to a smaller size, but his injuries were too severe, and he had to give up. He would leave the Four Mine Seal to continue its work; the seal should gradually shrink.
The Grand Emperor's head, trapped at the center of the seal with no path of escape, laughed heartily: "You know I hold the status of Qiang Tianfei and bear the imprint of a spiritual-consciousness Dao Fruit upon the Great Luo Heaven. You should know that sealing me is utterly useless.
Do you think Qiang Tianfei will not kill you?
Do you think my Dao Fruit imprint will spare you? You are nothing more than another trophy of mine, ripe for the reaping!
" Shen Mu straightened his clothes and took out a mirror to examine his face.
Carefully, he washed the blood from his features, then checked his wounds to make certain they would leave no scars. The Grand Emperor watched him and sneered: "I will not kill you outright. I will torment you little by little, make you taste every suffering under heaven, make you beg for death and yet find death impossible! " Shen Mu took out a comb and combed his disheveled hair before the mirror. Once his grooming was complete, he studied himself in the mirror again and again—and finding no fault—put away both mirror and comb.
The Grand Emperor said no more, watching Shen Mu rinse his mouth and clear away the blood within. Only then did Shen Mu turn to look at him.
He reached out and clamped his hand upon the Grand Emperor's head at the center of the seal. The Grand Emperor's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Mu Heavenly Venerable, are you certain you wish to do this?
" Shen Mu had already lifted the seal by the head. The Grand Emperor gave an angry snort.
"If you would refine my head into a divine weapon, that is permissible—but first wipe out my spiritual consciousness!
A knight may be killed, but not humiliated! Wipe out my spiritual consciousness, and my corpse is yours to defile as you please!
" Shen Mu laughed heartily and set down the seal. The Grand Emperor's head rolled once within the Four Mine Seal, his long hair coiling about him again, and he sneered: "At least you know what is good for you. Mu Heavenly Venerable, speak—what do you want? " Shen Mu said in a genial tone: "Cloud Heavenly Venerable's soul.
Give me Cloud Heavenly Venerable's soul, and I will let you go—you need not endure this humiliation. " "Impossible! " The Grand Emperor's head said flatly: "I sent Cloud Heavenly Venerable's soul into the ultimate void, where it lies trapped within the Great Luo Heaven.
If I were to release him, and you already have his flesh—would he not revive? One of you is already a headache.
Never in this world will I release Cloud Heavenly Venerable!
Besides, my head is not worth as much as Cloud Heavenly Venerable! Name another condition! " Shen Mu frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, then probed: "Grand Emperor, your head is still very valuable. You are revered as the strongest body of prehistory. I have heard many Creators say that even the Celestial Emperor Taichu's body is no match for yours.
Now all that remains of your body is this head. Keep this head—once you find a Taichu Primal Stone, you can still recast your body. Will you not consider it? " The Grand Emperor shook his head. "Even if I found a Taichu Primal Stone and recast my body, it would never measure up to the original.