Tales of Herding Gods

Yan’er looked at that pathetic Great Emperor’s attempt to extinguish the flames. She flapped her wings and asked, “Master, why can’t they extinguish your devilish flames? I see that their vital qi, cultivation, and divine art power are much stronger than yours.”

“They haven’t learned it before!”

Qin Mu coldly mocked, “In other words, Celestial Venerable Huo hasn’t taught them before!”

The dragon qilin carefully looked at Qin Mu and said, “Cult Master, I think Southern Heaven is still fine. At least people can settle down here without worrying about disasters until they’re 60 years old. The people here are happy and appear to be carefree.”

“If they have no long term concerns, they must have short term ones. People thrive in worry and die in peace. If no one invades from the outside, they can continue to thrive as a secluded world without ever knowing about the world outside.”

Qin Mu coldly mocked, “If an enemy from the outside invaded, how long do you think these indulgent and inflexible idiots of Southern Heaven could last? Without talking about others, my third brother, Jiang Baigui, could annihilate the nations of Southern Heaven dozens of times, including the millions of gods and devils of the Red Deity Celestial Palace, with a small army of a few hundred beings in the Jade Capital Realm!”

Filled with anger, he swept up his sleeves and said, “Go and extinguish the flames, Yan’er!”

Yan’er thought about it. It was Youdu’s divine art, which she had watched Qin Mu cultivate before. Thus, she flew forward as a fat girl and waved her hands, causing the flames to disappear.

Celestial Venerable Huo’s disciples in the city were dumbstruck as they all looked at her. The strong practitioner of the Emperor’s Throne Realm hurriedly paid his respects. “Lady, your abilities are extraordinary. Which divine mountain are you the saint of? I, Yan Yazi, hereby pay my respects to you!”

Yan’er was disgusted with Celestial Venerable Huo, so she didn’t like his disciples. Thus, she left after giving a humph.

Yan Yazi was stunned. He swept up his sleeves and said, “Such a lack of manners! How impudent!”

The masses remarked, “Celestial Venerable said that only villains and women are hard to deal with! Such manners aren’t common!”

Qin Mu led the dragon qilin and Yan’er out of the city. Suddenly, he stopped as if he had a eureka moment, confusing the dragon qilin and Yan’er.

Suddenly, Qin Mu shouted, “I’ve figured out Celestial Venerable Huo’s weakness!”

The dragon qilin became enlightened. “Celestial Venerable Huo’s weakness is Youdu divine arts! This is a lethal weakness! No, it’s a fatal weakness!”

Qin Mu nodded and said, “The fact that his disciples can’t extinguish my devilish flames proves that Celestial Venerable Huo doesn’t understand them either. He has extremely low attainments in Youdu divine arts. That means that although his primordial spirit is strong, his soul is weak. This weakness of his is fatal!”

Celestial Venerable Huo killed South Deity and refined and occupied her cultivation. This made him incredibly strong in magic power. Even if he wasn’t the first of the ten Celestial Venerables, he was at least in the top three.

No one could beat his attainment in the path of fire divine arts, for he at least fused 18 Emperor’s Throne techniques. This proved that he was one of the stronger Celestial Venerables.

Yet, his weakness was too big!

The one who could kill him easily was thus the daughter of Earth Count, Celestial Venerable Xu!

‘Celestial Venerable Huo knows this, so he gets close to Celestial Venerable Xu. He doesn’t have the fiery temper that others think. Instead, he’s quite a schemer.’

Qin Mu thought, ‘Outside of Celestial Venerable Xu, there’s also Celestial Venerable You. Could this be the reason that he and Celestial Venerable You have a strained relationship?’

‘Actually, Son of Heaven Yin could threaten him too. His weakness is too big. There will be trails left behind regardless of how well he hides it…’

When there was an invasion of Southern Heaven, it would be plunged into chaos since they wouldn’t be able to resist at all. Only then would his sins and demerits be shown by the massacre of his people.

By then, he would become the sinner that dragged the human race down.

His ideals and persistence would crumble and collapse. By then, he would realize his mistakes. Before that, he would be a man who at least sheltered humans despite all the weird rules he imposed on them.

His merits and demerits were unseen by the people of Southern Heaven then. Even some people of Eternal Peace who went there might feel that Southern Heaven was a pure land for humanity.

If Qin Mu forcefully said that he was a sinner, he would anger the people of Southern Heaven. They would cry for him to be lynched without understanding him.

It took a lot of time to judge a person’s merits and demerits. It was only when the dust of history settled that one would know where one erred.

Qin Mu calmed himself down to look for a place with beautiful scenery in Southern Heaven to visualize some houses. He would live in them and carefully comprehend Celestial Venerable Ling’s letter.

He had many comprehensions during those few days of understanding. Yet, he still couldn’t form a system.

The dragon qilin and Yan’er got to settle down for once, so they let loose and ran around the place. With no one to disturb Qin Mu’s peace, he put his potted plant on the table and entered it, arriving at the house inside.

The tea on the table was still warm. Qin Mu lifted the cup, which should have been left behind by Wei Suifeng. He smelled it and felt refreshed.

Qin Mu read while drinking tea.

Celestial Venerable Ling’s letter was more on the path of creation, but it lacked mathematical reasonings and was hard to read.

Qin Mu was an expert in the path of creation, yet it was difficult for him to read through Celestial Venerable Ling’s letter. Sometimes, he had to use divine weapons to calculate before he could understand her.

‘No wonder the celestial heavens couldn’t decipher its contents despite having it for 40,000 years. If I took this to Dao Ancestor, he might not understand it either.’

Qin Mu couldn’t help but admire Celestial Venerable Ling, for her letter had a wide range of knowledge. A large portion of it was beyond the scope of algebra. Algebra couldn’t answer it at all.

Yet the contents of the back of her letter stated how her comprehension left the path of creation to reach another realm without life or death, disease or disasters.

She comprehended that all changes come from changes in substances. Life, death, and pestilence came from changes in substances. Becoming a god was also a result of changes in substances.

Qin Mu even felt that almost all of the ancient gods were made out of substances. As long as there were substances, Celestial Venerable Ling’s divine art could counter them.

It was just that Celestial Venerable Ling’s letter lacked the documentation and records of the power of such a divine art. She was like a researcher who cared little about how powerful it was.

Yet, Qin Mu saw terrifying potential in her divine art!

‘Perhaps, the number one divine art of the Postcelestial Great Dao isn’t Founding Emperor’s Sword Dao, but Celestial Venerable Ling’s unchanging divine art. Her beliefs can become the most terrifying divine art in the world!’

Qin Mu suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Although Celestial Venerable Ling’s divine art couldn’t deal with beings born from Great Dao like Heaven Duke, Earth Count, Celestial Empress, Yuanmu, and Goddess of Heavenly Yin, it could deal with Celestial Emperor and the Grand Emperor easily.

She could even return Celestial Emperor back to his egg!

Celestial Venerable Ling wasn’t good at combat, while Qin Mu made his living from it. As long as the egg of Celestial Emperor Tai Chu was still around, Celestial Venerable Ling could use unchanging substance to send him back to his egg and prevent him from being born!

As for the Grand Emperor’s Great Overarching Supreme Consciousness, it would be completely suppressed without the chance of coming back!

Finally, Qin Mu finished reading it. He couldn’t help but yawn, lie down on the bookcases, and fall asleep.

As he began to snore, his hair rose as little Qin Mus peeked out. They looked around, found no one, and became excited as they hollered.

Thousands of little Qin Mus climbed out of Qin Mu’s dreamscape. They jumped up and down to flip through Celestial Venerable Ling’s letter. Some sat on the ground, while some sat on the table. Some even sat on Qin Mu’s head to study it.