Chapter 1315 — The Two Sages' Former Bond
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Yantian Fei frowned slightly, yet she only watched him quietly and did not speak.
Shen Mu laughed for a long while; since Yantian Fei said nothing, he could laugh no longer and was forced to stop. "Why does Your Highness the Heavenly Consort not ask me what I am laughing at?"
"If it will save your life, you will tell me yourself. Why should I ask?" Yantian Fei said calmly.
Shen Mu praised her: "Your Highness is a most remarkable woman. Were I Taichu the Heaven Emperor, I too would marry you and raise you up as Empress."
Yantian Fei frowned slightly.
Shen Mu said: "As a divine being born in Guixu, Your Highness is naturally able to destroy all things; even souls can be shattered with ease, and the black sand of the soul would be no more. But would not a living Shen Mu be of greater use to Your Highness?"
Yantian Fei raised her graceful brows.
Shen Mu said: "Your Highness claims to have cast off the identity of an ancient god, yet you have been an ancient god all along. At the very least, in the eyes of Hao Tianzun and Langxuan the God-Emperor, you are forever an ancient god. They will never be of one heart with you. Kill me, and you rid them of an opponent. In truth, Your Highness could place your bets on both sides."
Yantian Fei's gaze flickered. "Bet on both sides?"
Shen Mu nodded: "Among the Ten Tianzuns, only seven seek my death, but three still protect me. That is to say, the seven Tianzuns are one side; the remaining three Tianzuns and the ancient gods are the other. Your Highness has wagered only on the seven. What if the final victor is not the seven Tianzuns, but the ancient gods? How then would Your Highness place yourself?"
Yantian Fei shook her head: "You are wrong. The ancient gods cannot win. The age that belonged to the ancient gods is wholly past. There is only one possible victor: the Ten Tianzuns."
"Can Your Highness truly be certain that the victor must be the seven Tianzuns?"
Shen Mu said: "Tiangong, Tubo, how mighty they are! Add to them three of the Ten Tianzuns, and there are five Tianzun-level beings. Beyond these five, there are Kaihuang and Langwan, also beings of Tianzun level, which makes seven. And it does not end there: there is also Moon Tianzun and Ling Tianzun, which makes nine. Beyond these nine Tianzuns, there are the Four Emperors of the ancient gods! The other side has only seven Tianzuns. To seize victory would be fraught with peril, would it not?"
Yantian Fei frowned lightly.
Shen Mu went on: "If Your Highness the Heavenly Consort bets on only one side, and in the end that side truly loses, will the ancient gods tolerate you? And if you kill me, will these nine Tianzun-level beings tolerate you?"
Yantian Fei laughed: "Moon Tianzun is already crippled, Ling Tianzun is dead, Tiangong and Tubo are imprisoned by their own great Daos, and the strength of Kaihuang and Langwan cannot match that of the Ten Tianzuns. Mu Tianzun, you do not know the true power of the Ten Tianzuns. You have no chance of victory at all."
Shen Mu gave an "oh," and said: "What if Yu Tianzun is added to the reckoning?"
Yantian Fei was shaken to her core; her beautiful eyes blinked, and her gaze settled upon his face as though she would see through every thought in him.
After a moment, Yantian Fei said calmly: "Yu Tianzun is dead. He died a million years ago, and he is buried by the Heavenly River."
"But his coffin is empty, is it not?"
Shen Mu smiled faintly: "It was I who carried his corpse away and hid it in Youdu for a million years. Do not forget, Your Highness, that among the ancient gods my title is the Great Dharma Master of Myriad Kalpas, Immortal and Indestructible."
Yantian Fei's delicate body trembled slightly, and she fell silent.
Shen Mu said no more.