Chapter 1794 — It Was I Who Did It
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
Xing An came to the outer reaches of the Ancestral Court, where he met with Celestial Venerable Yue and the others, and repeated Shen Mu's words to them. Celestial Venerable Yue at once set about making arrangements. "All you soldiers, return to Jingping and resume your work of production. Your Majesty the Emperor, you go back as well. Celestial Venerable You, the Two Emperors of Xuanwu, Langwo, Xu Shenghua, Lan Yutian, Jiang Baigui — the rest of you stay behind with me.
" Xing An took the lead, returning to Jingping over the spirit-energy translocation bridge that had already been built.
Once he reached Jingping, he took a prehistoric stowaway's primal spirit from his box; his qi turned into chains and bound the primal spirit of that prehistoric powerhouse fast. A short while later, the demonic qi of Youdu suddenly stirred, spilling out from another space-time, and the hundred zhang around Xing An became a little Youdu.
Within that little Youdu, three eyes gazed darkly at the prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit. "A species I have never seen before.
" In that darkness stood none other than the incarnation of Shen Fengqing.
His voice quivered as he said, "Xing An, you lured me out with the primal spirit of this species — to what end?
" "I mean to find Shang Jun," Xing An said. Shen Fengqing's incarnation reached out to seize the prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit.
"Fine.
Hand him to me, and I will help you find Shang Jun! " Xing An suddenly struck out and blocked him, shaking his head.
"He is mine.
" Shen Fengqing was choked with fury. "You used his primal spirit to lure me out and ask a favor of me — how can you not give me something in return?
" "It is your younger brother who wants to find Shang Jun," Xing An said.
"I am merely finding Shang Jun on his behalf. " Shen Fengqing fell silent for a moment, then said in a rage, "Wretched little brother!
Wait a moment, and I will find you Shang Jun's whereabouts!
" "Hold on.
" Xing An smiled. "It is not impossible for you to obtain this prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit. " Shen Fengqing halted and turned to look at him, and Xing An went on: "This prehistoric powerhouse is a being of the Celestial Venerable level; it cost me no small effort to obtain his primal spirit. Getting his primal spirit would be of enormous benefit to you. His primal spirit is not built of three souls and seven spirits — his soul structure is utterly different from ours.
" Shen Fengqing turned around, his three eyes bright as snow, and gazed at the prehistoric powerhouse, itching to move.
Xing An had roused his greed; if he did not hand it over, the man would surely snatch it by force.
"You and Sect Master Shen were originally one, sharing a single body, a single soul.
" "I want Sect Master Shen's head," Xing An said, "only he would certainly refuse. If you can give me one of your heads, I will make you a gift of this prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit. " Shen Fengqing was overjoyed.
"My little brother is truly a fool — cut a head off and another simply grows back! You wait there!
" A moment later, a Heaven-and-Earth Mystic Gate opened, and the head of Shen Fengqing's true body rolled out through the portal. "My head is yours — now give me that fellow's primal spirit!
" Xing An, too, could scarcely contain his wild joy; he steadied himself in haste and handed the chains, together with the prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit, over to Shen Fengqing. Then he lifted up Shen Fengqing's head and could not help laughing aloud: "Sect Master Shen, you never imagined it, did you? Without going through you, I can possess your head! Now let me see why it is you have all those bizarre, outlandish ideas! " He was exhilarated beyond measure.
Shen Fengqing was exhilarated beyond measure as well.
He studied the prehistoric powerhouse's primal spirit, liking it more the longer he looked, until he could not help drooling. "It looks delicious. . .