Chapter 1498 — The Origin of That Fragrant Hall
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The Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains were in a mighty uproar. When Shen Mu and Lan Yutian arrived, they heard the Lame Elder boasting to the Silent Artisan and the Blind Elder, telling how he had gone in and out of the Heavenly Court seven times over, coming and going without god or ghost knowing, as though he had walked into a land where no one lived. The Blind Elder rolled his eyes again and again; the Silent Artisan gaped and could not get a word out; and the rest of them, Xu Shenghua, Jiang Yunjian, and the others, were filled with admiration.
Shen Mu walked up and saw the Lame Elder standing before an enormous eggshell, in which there was still some primal fluid, and the Lame Elder, generous to a fault, was handing out the primal fluid from the shell to the crowd. Catching sight of them, the Lame Elder said joyfully, "Little Shen is back!
Fatty Lan is back too! Little Fatty, did you steal the Pixiang Hall? " Shen Mu hurried forward; at the sight of that eggshell his face changed slightly, and he blurted out, "This is the other half of the Heavenly Duke Taichu's eggshell?
" The Lame Elder, smug beyond measure, planted his hands on his hips and said, "I stole it! With unmatched speed, and wasting countless treasures and several emperor corpses besides, I finally carried this treasure off!
" Shen Mu saw that everyone was standing around the eggshell holding pots, bowls, ladles, and basins, and that those vessels held unmistakably Taichu primal fluid. He stamped his foot.
"You drank it? " Granny Zhu hastily turned her head away, quietly wiped the corner of her mouth, and only then turned back, her face perfectly composed. Seeing this, Hua Xuanxiu also quietly wiped the corner of her mouth, then poked the young Patriarch in the ribs and whispered, "Wenyuan, there is still egg fluid at the corner of your mouth.
. . " The young Patriarch hastily wiped his mouth and asked, "Is there any left?
" Hua Xuanxiu studied him closely, wiped it for him once more, and said, "It is gone. " The young Patriarch was relieved.
The Lame Elder said in surprise, "If we do not drink it, were we supposed to keep it? There is plenty of egg fluid in this shell, and I can share some with you as well.
It is especially fragrant.
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" Shen Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry, and veins stood out one by one on his forehead. "This is the Heavenly Duke Taichu's egg fluid.
He emerged into the world early, and the egg fluid was never fully refined. Now he has obtained the Taichu lode and has the means to refine the primal fluid. Stealing his eggshell is one thing, but why steal the egg fluid as well? If he is to attain the Dao, he must take back every drop of the primal fluid, every primal stone, and all the divine consciousness; even the Creator clan, even the Great Emperor and Celestial Venerable Gong, must die once so that he may reclaim their divine consciousness! How much did you drink? " Jiang Yunjian, holding up a washbasin, said, "This primal fluid smells fragrant, but it has no taste at all when you drink it. . .
" Shen Mu glared at him fiercely and said in anger, "The Dao of Taichu is the innate one-qi and divine consciousness, born out of chaos.
It would be strange if it had any taste! " Jiang Yunjian lowered his head and did not dare speak.
After all, Shen Mu was his sworn father, and away from home Shen Mu had the right to discipline him on his parents' behalf.
Everyone looked at Shen Mu with pleading eyes; plainly they had all drunk the Taichu primal fluid. Shen Mu paced back and forth, then suddenly sighed.
"Enough, enough.
Celestial Venerable Xiao wants to destroy the Great Emperor and wipe out the Creators; in the future he will surely set himself against us. What is drunk is drunk. At worst, we kill him.
" The crowd cheered.