Chapter 1629 — Abnormal Thinking
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"The Fire Heavenly Venerable will remove the Moon Heavenly Venerable for me. As for the Ling Heavenly Venerable, I cannot kill her, and I fear there is no one in this world who can—but that you and I cannot does not mean the Young Master of the Miluo Palace cannot. " Kaihuang's heart gave a leap. He drank his tea in silence. "As for the Mu Heavenly Venerable—now there is a truly terrible opponent. " Even as he brought up Shen Mu, the Hao Heavenly Venerable could not keep from praising him again and again. "To slay Tu Bo one step ahead of us—that is a scheme you could never have conceived.
Your thinking is far too normal.
In march and array, in stratagem and battlecraft, you are upright and aboveboard, without the least crookedness.
Only someone whose thinking is abnormal, like the Mu Heavenly Venerable, could have devised it. It went beyond my expectation. " He drank and said: "The Palace Heavenly Venerable is dead. That the Mu Heavenly Venerable slew her shows his skill surpasses hers, and the swiftness of his advancement also went beyond my expectation.
Still, among the Ten Heavenly Venerables, the Palace Heavenly Venerable was always at the very bottom; and ever since your sword Dao wounded her, her Dao heart was never complete again, so dying at the Mu Heavenly Venerable's hand is only natural. My brother Langxuan can hold him. " Kaihuang smiled faintly and shook his head. "Langxuan is doomed. When you make use of the Mu Heavenly Venerable's hand to be rid of him, does Langxuan know it?
" The Hao Heavenly Venerable laughed long and loud, toying with his teacup, and said unhurriedly: "I had originally prepared a dignified death for you all, to let every one of you perish heroically and become the sacrifice that would see the Young Master descend. But the Mu Heavenly Venerable's abnormal thinking threw my plans into chaos. Still, it is just as well.
If the Young Master cannot descend, that is hardly my fault.
" He went on at leisure: "My father Taichu will go to kill the Cloud Heavenly Venerable.
I will hold you. The You Heavenly Venerable will die at the Ancestral God-King's hands, and Shen Fengqing, the divine son of Youdu, will meet his end at the Void Heavenly Venerable's hands. The Moon Heavenly Venerable will die by the Fire Heavenly Venerable's hand. And the God-King Langwan will be seized by the Taiji Ancient God. When I become Emperor, she will be fit to serve as my principal consort.
As for Ling, she has no use whatsoever in this war. I will draw the Young Master's weapon, go strike her down, and offer her as a sacrifice to the Young Master. " Kaihuang's gaze fell upon his face like two keen swords, thrusting at his Dao heart. The Hao Heavenly Venerable paid it no mind. "And the Mu Heavenly Venerable—after he kills my brother Langxuan, I will see his burial done with my own hands.
Ah, yes, and the Imperial Heavenly Venerable! " He gave a slight smile.
"He is beneath the World Tree. Once you are dead, I will go and have a word with him. " Kaihuang raised his cup and drained it in one draught, then shook his head. "Do you not fear Taiyi?
" "Taiyi? " The Hao Heavenly Venerable burst out laughing. "Taiyi was lost in the prehistoric universe, seized and suppressed by the Young Masters of the Miluo Palace long ago. That Taiyi beneath the World Tree is nothing but a counterfeit—most likely the Mu Heavenly Venerable in disguise. That man is not normal; he delights in desperate gambits. Shall I pour more tea?
" "No need," Kaihuang said coldly.
The Hao Heavenly Venerable sighed. "I never thought we would cross swords so soon.
Shen Ye, you are truly remarkable—only you are too arrogant, and your years of cultivation have been too few.
To catch up with me, you were forced to cultivate only a single celestial palace, devoting yourself wholly to the realm of the Dao, so that even having attained the Dao, your dharma power still falls far short of mine.
You were too hasty.