Chapter 1843 — A Brand-New Lord of the Divine Dao
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" Jiang Baigui's gaze was somewhat complicated, and he took his leave. Lang Wan escorted him out of the Creators' territory. Jiang Baigui turned back, looked at this remarkable woman, and suddenly said: "Who exactly is his father? If you are unwilling to tell me, then can you at least tell me how long the Creators take, from conception to birth? " Lang Wan smiled and shook her head, waving him on his way: "His father is only an ordinary man.
" Jiang Baigui departed with regret.
He had his guesses, but he did not dare be certain. By the time Lang Wan's beauty had faded, by the time she had turned to dust, perhaps no one would ever know this secret. Jiang Baigui returned to Jingping.
Jingping's reforms no longer needed him to preside over them in person; Jingping had already formed a spirit of keen enterprise, and the Jingping of today was a wholly different place from the Jingping of former years.
"Forty thousand years have passed. Is he still in the Ancestral Court? " Jiang Baigui looked up at the sky beyond the sky and murmured.
The stars beyond the sky grew ever more numerous — a swelling of stars brought about by the growing abundance of spiritual essence and spiritual power.
The essence and power spilling out from the Ancestral Court had all along been causing the heavens and the worlds to grow.
That man had never once come back.
In the sky over Jingping hung a single bright moon, serene and dim; in the moon palace, a woman too, from time to time, gazed in the direction of the Ancestral Court.