Chapter 1782 — The Might of a Single String
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
Third Sister need not take offense. " Emperor Haotian's face turned cold, and he was about to flare up when the Hall Master of Joy smiled and said, "Emperor Haotian is a fellow Daoist whom our Miluo Palace has supported in this epoch; in the future he is to enter the Miluo Palace.
The Third and Fourth Young Masters themselves address him as fellow Daoist. For the Fengshu Five Elders to humiliate him so — is that not to humiliate our Miluo Palace, and to humiliate the Teacher of our Miluo Palace? " Yan Xiuge composed her countenance and said solemnly, "I would not presume.
The Master of the Miluo Palace is indeed a peerless exalted one, and we five old bones admire him deeply.
But the Master of the Miluo Palace no longer governs it; the great authority has lapsed into other hands. As for the Young Masters of the Miluo Palace.
. . " She sneered coldly, "they are at best petty, scrambling schemers — not necessarily any more brilliant than we! " "Fourth Sister!
Do not be insolent! " Feng Hualian's face darkened as he barked out the rebuke, then said apologetically, "Hall Master of Joy, pray do not take offense. You know that we five are of eccentric temperaments, and our words can hardly avoid overstepping.
Seventh Young Master, we already know the purposes of the Envoy and the Hall Master.
May I ask what purpose brings the Seventh Young Master here this time?
" Shen Mu smiled faintly and said unhurriedly, "I ask you all to return to the World Tree — go back the way you came into this world. " The faces of the Fengshu Five Elders changed all at once. The decree of the Third and Fourth Young Masters borne by Emperor Haotian had already been outrageous enough; who could have thought that Shen Mu's purpose would be even more outrageous — he actually bade them return whence they had come! Yan Xiuge sneered, "Seventh Young Master, in the past your abilities were unfathomable, and we showed you three parts of respect.
Now your abilities are nothing more than this! Who knows, but it may be we five elders who send Your Excellency back to the past and make you the Seventh Young Master!
" Shen Mu smiled without a word.
Feng Hualian chuckled, "The Seventh Young Master is the host here; Fourth Sister, do not be insolent. Seventh Young Master, your demand goes too far.
Are you not afraid that we might throw in our lot with the Third and Fourth Young Masters? " "Would the five of you? " Shen Mu asked.
"HAHAHAHA!
" Feng Hualian rose to his feet. His frame was massive as a mountain, the white hair on his head like the snows piled upon snowy peaks, his voice rumbling like thunder and shaking the Heavenly Court: "Naturally not!
We Fengshu Five Elders are, between heaven and earth, personages of resounding fame — existences who have attained the Dao, who have lived through countless ages, who have witnessed the changes and destructions of universes.
In the past, when the Miluo Palace was present, we were willing to lie dormant.
But now that the Miluo Palace is beset by the Calamity of Annihilation, we naturally need no longer be timid and fearful! " Though he looked advanced in years, his heroic spirit blazed high, and his voice carried throughout the Heavenly Court: "The Miluo Palace has suppressed one cosmic epoch after another. How many heaven-gifted prodigies were left without room to spread their ambitions? How many heroes saw their heroic ardor dissolve into mist and smoke? How many brave men were forced to bend their knees and submit with hearts unwilling? Now, the opportunity has arrived!