Chapter 378 The Fall of the Gods
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
One stray lock of hair fell disobediently over Shen Mu's left eye. The Dragon Qilin hesitated, darting a glance at Shen Mu's expression. His face was black as charcoal. Still it could not help itself—it shot out its tongue and licked the lock back into place.
Shen Mu went berserk.
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The great deer lay on the ground, the bones of all four legs shattered. Just now, Shen Mu and the others, along with Lord Dragon Keeper, had shrunk into four tiny figures and battled fiercely all over its body, giving it a dreadful time. Fortunately its life was not in peril, but its wounds were truly grave.
The great deer caught sight of the Dragon Qilin healing Shen Mu as well, and hastily curled up its lips and cried, "Yo-yo—Fatty, lick me, lick me!"
"Bah!" The Dragon Qilin sprayed a mouthful of dragon spittle that landed before the great deer, and said with lofty pride, "Rub it on yourself!"
The great deer was furious, but healing came first. It could only shift its body with difficulty and rub its wounds in the spittle, cramping and twitching from the pain.
Watching the deer wriggling back and forth in its spit, the Dragon Qilin felt a great surge of satisfaction: "This damned deer is always undercutting me in front of my meal-provider and showing me no respect. This time, let him learn how formidable I am—let him make a fool of himself before his own provider!"
Fat Dragon suddenly felt that the most satisfying moment of its life was not clinging to the young patriarch's leg to scrounge meals, but this very moment.
Shen Mu and the others gradually recovered some strength and sat up one by one, circulating their primal qi to flush the stagnant blood from their bodies, lest hidden ailments remain. The three from the Little Jade Capital had studied medicine too, and their skill was by no means inconsiderable—but compared with Shen Mu, they could not hold a candle to him. There were many things they failed to do with sufficient care.
Shen Mu drove out the stagnant blood, then mobilized his primal qi to squeeze the shattered fragments of bone out of his body bit by bit. Then he gave a low shout, and his primordial spirit flew forth to survey his limbs and every bone, examining in detail the condition of his physical body and the injuries to his divine treasury.
He examined himself with the greatest care. Then his primordial spirit returned to his body, and he swallowed several Spirit Buddha Pills to quickly restore his spirit and bolster his primal qi. Then, suiting the remedy to the ailment, he refined pills to treat the hidden injuries.
"Primordial spirit!" Mu Qingdai cried out, shock on her face.
Wang Muran and Long Yu were both shaken to the core as well. A primordial spirit was simply not something a cultivator at Shen Mu's realm could forge—they had never dreamed he could manifest one! Although Shen Mu's primordial spirit was still weak, like a faint shadow, it was unmistakably a true primordial spirit!
By forging a primordial spirit at the Six Harmonies realm, Shen Mu could be said to have seized the lead in cultivation; his speed of progress would far outstrip others. Moreover, the primordial spirit was one of the most crucial means of combat after the Heaven-Human realm. To begin engaging with it now was vital to his future rise in strength!
That Shen Mu had just used his primordial spirit to open his inner vision and examine himself was deeply puzzling to them—they had no idea how he had forged it.
"The Human Sovereign is indeed remarkable. I am thoroughly convinced." Long Yu sighed. "To forge a primordial spirit at the Six Harmonies realm and be able to send it out of the body—the Human Sovereign's talent and comprehension truly have no equal in this age!"