Chapter 1227 — The High Wave Will Finally Shatter
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 3
Shen Mu raised his tea, blew gently at the leaves floating on the surface, and said with a smile, "I roamed wild through the Heavenly Court for all those years and never once got myself killed. Do you really think I'll die here, in your little Dao Sect? " Dao Lord Lin Xuan drained his cup in one gulp; Shen Mu drained his as well.
The two set their cups down at the same instant, and the cups sank deep into the stone table, their rims flush with its surface. This was the divine ability of Creation!
Both had used it at once, altering the substance of the stone table and the teacups, fusing cup and stone into a single whole.
In the distance, several Daoists watched from afar, heads together, voices buzzing with speculation. "The Dao Lord has always been calm as a light breeze and distant as high clouds.
Young as he is, his cultivation is unfathomable, his manner as untroubled as a wild crane among clouds.
But ever since the Dao Ancestor came here, the Dao Lord has grown more unfathomable still, his cultivation and strength like a vast ocean, like a bottomless abyss. " A young Daoist asked, puzzled, "Then why has he lost his temper today? " An older Daoist beside him laughed.
"That's because you don't know who's come.
This guest is the famous Heavenly Venerable Mu, a walking calamity, a scourge upon the world. Back in the day, the Dao Lord suffered more than a little at his hands. " The young Daoist was baffled.
"Heavenly Venerable Mu? Why would a Heavenly Venerable be mixed up with our Dao Lord?
And how could he make the Dao Lord lose his composure and his temper? " "There's plenty you don't know. Those old-timers are a filthy lot.
In those years Heavenly Venerable Mu was called Sect Master Shen, a great demon lord, the Master of the Dark Demon Sect. The Dao Lord's first defeat was at his hands; he broke the Dao Lord's Dao Sword. " The other Daoists chimed in from every side, laying bare Dao Lord Lin Xuan's history to the last detail. "Apart from Immortal Wang of the Little Jade Capital, Xu Shenghua of the Western Land, Zhe Huali of the Central Land, and the Tathagata of Mount Sumeru, there are truly few in this world who can stand beside the Dao Lord. That fellow Qi Jiuyi is no small figure either, though he hasn't been around much lately. But the one the Dao Lord has always most wanted to fight is this Heavenly Venerable Mu.
Now that he's delivered himself to our door, there's bound to be a clash! " At the stone table, Shen Mu twirled his teacup; it spun back out of the stone, leaving the tabletop flawless. "It's been a long time since I beat you people," he said mildly.
"Seems you've come to think of yourselves as Hegemon Bodies. " Lin Xuan likewise twirled his cup.
"Cock or hen, doesn't the Sect Master know in his own heart?
" His cup too floated up, leaving no trace on the stone. "These years I've used micro arts of calculation to reconstruct the Dao runes of the gods and sages of every heaven, and I've learned the great macro arts of calculation from the Dao Ancestor. In attainments of calculation, you and I are as cloud to mud.
I am the cloud, you are the mud. " Lin Xuan drew his sword and stabbed it into the stone table with a ring. "Emperor Kai came to the Dao Sect as well, and taught me the way of the sword, letting me glimpse the ultimate mystery of the Dao Realm. Lizheng came here too, and spoke of you with great disappointment, but of me he could not praise enough.
They believe you've gone lame, that your path has gone crooked. " Shen Mu stared at his sword, waved a hand, and drove his own broken blade into the tabletop. "The lame one isn't me, it's Lizheng and Emperor Kai who went lame!
I am the true path! Those two crippled old men, I've beaten them both!
" Lin Xuan's eyes blazed, yet his aura only drew further inward. "That's what every heretic says.
All these years, and you haven't changed a bit. " Shen Mu laughed aloud.