Chapter 1139 — The One and Only Me
The Herdsman of the Wasteland Page 2 of 2
o survive and forcing herself to become ever more clever. Naturally, it was extremely difficult for her to accept that she was not herself, but merely the reincarnation of the South Emperor's soul. "Martial Nephew Yu Chudu, can you walk?" Shen Mu asked with a smile after finishing his treatment. Yu Chudu rose and moved his limbs a few times. He found that the injuries to his physical body had healed, though the wounds to his primordial spirit had not. Shen Mu's Creation Art could heal the flesh, but it was less effective against injuries to the primordial spirit. "I can walk now. Martial Uncle..." Yu Chudu hesitated, then studied Shen Mu. "I have never heard my master mention that he had another Martial Uncle..." "You have two Martial Uncles. I will tell you about them gradually." Shen Mu flicked a finger, and the several old gods guarding the Yunluo Palace sank into a deep sleep. He also altered their memories, erasing all recollection of having seen Shen Mu and the others, then smiled. "Let us go. The Heavenly Dragon Treasure Carriage is unusable now. If we traveled in it, we would certainly leave traces, and anyone who saw us would tell Heavenly Venerate Haotian that I was the one who killed his disciple. Nephew Yu, do you know of a shortcut that would let us leave this place and return to the Celestial Court quickly?" "In answer to Martial Uncle, the nearest route is through the Central Divine Province of the Nine Provinces, at White Earth in Ji Province. There is a Spirit Energy Transposition Bridge there that leads to the White Emperor's Celestial Palace. If we travel through the starry sky, I am afraid it would take fifty or sixty years to reach the Celestial Court."