Chapter 346 — So What?

Shen Mu smiled. "But the immortal who opened up Little Jade Capital left stone statues behind. The first Human Sovereign left stone statues behind. The Woodcutter Sage left stone statues behind. Are those statues truly dead? In the night of the Wasteland Ruins I saw the statue of a Heavenly King ride a dragon qilin to slay a divine dragon. I have seen statues revive, come back to life, and go on fighting. I have also seen the statues of the Wasteland Ruins give off divine light at night, guarding that place and sheltering the abandoned people there. When you die, what will you leave behind?"

Without waiting for Qingyou the Mountain Hermit to answer, he answered for him: "Not a damn thing!"

Anger stirred in Qingyou the Mountain Hermit's heart, but he shook his head and smiled. "You are a child through and through — a mouth full of white teeth and empty boasts, knowing nothing of what is at stake. You will knock your head black and blue, you will be bloodied, you will be wounded in body and mind, until you are just like me and the Human Sovereign. In the end your home will be broken and you will be ruined, left with nothing but yourself, with not even a son or daughter to see you to your grave. Only then will you realize what golden words of wisdom this elder spoke."

Shen Mu raised his head again to look at the stone statues one by one, his face calm. "They will come back to life. When hope appears in this world, they will come back to life and go on fighting for that hope. But by then, will Immortal Qingyou be able to come back to life and fight? You will not. You will already be dead."

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit was furious. He stepped forward, his robes stirring though there was no wind, his hair flying, and shouted, "You may be the Human Sovereign, but what are you capable of?"

Shen Mu glanced at him. "I am an Overlord Body."

"There is no such thing as an Overlord Body in this world!"

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit roared, a shout to deafen the ears: "Overlord Body, my ass! No such constitution exists! Who do you think you are fooling?"

"There is an Overlord Body in this world."

Li Zheng spoke suddenly. Qingyou the Mountain Hermit started and turned to look at him. Li Zheng broke free of Shen Mu's vital essence and floated up, his face grave: "There is an Overlord Body in this world — an Overlord Body from Wuyou Township!"

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit was badly shaken. He hurriedly looked at Shen Mu and blurted, "You mean to say..."

"His surname is Shen — the Shen of Kaihuang."

Li Zheng seemed to have swept away his earlier dejection, though weariness still clung to his voice; gravely he said, "The Shen of Wuyou Township, the Shen who swept the eight wilds and united the six directions. He is an Overlord Body — an unmatched Overlord Body!"

"Wuyou Township?"

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit's mind was somewhat thrown into confusion. Steadying himself, he said, "The Shen of Wuyou Township? The Shen of Kaihuang? That golden book and precious scroll came from Wuyou Township? There is still a Shen clan in Wuyou Township?"

Li Zheng nodded. "We could not do it, but the Shen clan can."

A flicker of excitement crossed Qingyou the Mountain Hermit's face, then subsided. Heh heh, he laughed. "My old fellow Daoist does not know enough about the Kaihuang era. What can the Shen clan do? Are they not a pack of failures too? Wuyou Township is nothing but a crowd of people skulking about, dragging out a wretched existence. How is it any different from my Little Jade Capital? In truth, even you do not believe it."

Li Zheng was silent, then said abruptly, "But there is hope — even if it is only a thread."

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit's face was indifferent. "Do not try to overawe me with Wuyou Township. There is no Overlord Body in Wuyou Township either. No such thing as an Overlord Body exists in this world."

"Shen'er can prove it to you."

Li Zheng said in a low, heavy voice, "Prove that he is the one and only Overlord Body!"

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit laughed loudly, shaking his head as he laughed. "Fellow Daoist, is lying the only skill you have left? Overlord Body. Heh heh. Overlord Body..."

His voice suddenly became incomparably loud, carrying through all of Little Jade Capital: "Disciples of Little Jade Capital, come here!"

Shen Mu was slightly taken aback.

Qingyou the Mountain Hermit's face turned solemn. He glared at Shen Mu viciously, his sleeves trembling. "Prove it to me! My Little Jade Capital has only ever raised three disciples. Defeat them, and I will follow you down the mountain!"

Shen Mu loosened his muscles and joints, smiled, and raised an eyebrow. "Immortal Qingyou, you should have said so earlier. Three is too few — why don't you immortals of Little Jade Capital seal your own cultivation and come at me together? Dao Lord Tathagata can join in too."

His aura erupted all at once, and he roared viciously, "I'll beat you all to death!"