Chapter 640 – Stars Hang over Vast Open Plains (1/2)
Chapter 640 – Stars Hang over Vast Open Plains
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
(TN: A reference to the poem '旅夜书怀' by the poet Du Fu. The full line is 'Stars hang over the vast open plains, the moon surges with the flow of the great river'.)
When the entire world believed Chen Changsheng's life to be very good, only he knew that there was not much left of his life.
When the entire world, including himself, believed that he would die without a doubt, he lived.
He had not died.
He was lying in the rainwater at the summit of the Mausoleum of Books, his face pale and his body extremely weak, but he did not die.
The entire world was quiet and still.
As the torrential rains had wreaked havoc in the darkness, as flashes of lightning cast their terrifying light over the Mausoleum of Books, the Tianhai Divine Empress had brought her palm down upon Chen Changsheng's head, not to kill him, but save him.
Now, the rain had grown extremely light, silently moistening all things.
The people of the capital were still asleep and unwaking.
Daoist Ji stood on the rainy street, gazing up at the Mausoleum of Books, thinking to himself, just who is the person that is truly awake?
He had not expected that the situation would change in such a manner.
Starting from six hundred years ago, two hundred years ago, twenty years ago, he had been preparing for this night, on guard against this night, scheming for this night.
For this night, he had laid down countless backup plans, carried out his preparations to perfection. Whether the Tianhai Divine Empress chose to kill Chen Changsheng or eat Chen Changsheng, it was all in his plan.
The true lethal stroke of this plan was still in the drenched forest of the Mausoleum of Books, its existence undiscovered.
The Tianhai Divine Empress was the current master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so there was no problem whatsoever with her calling the Mausoleum of Books her stage.
But he was the successor to the legitimate line of the Orthodoxy, so the Mausoleum of Books was similarly his stage.
He had already made many preparations. After she killed Chen Changsheng, he would reveal the entire truth of the matter, shaking her soul and will. Then, using the limitless Sacred Light released with Chen Changsheng's death, he would incite a response from the Heavenly Dao, making a sacrifice to the starry sky to invite down a divine punishment and execute her right where she stood.
But…Tianhai did not kill Chen Changsheng, nor did she eat Chen Changsheng.
So even if he were to now reveal the truth, he could not make a crack in her Dao heart.
Chen Changsheng was still alive, so he was naturally unable to use the Sacred Light within his body to invite down a divine punishment.
There were many things that Daoist Ji did not understand. Why did she save Chen Changsheng?
In the end, was it still the principle that even a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs? No person believed that the Tianhai Divine Empress cared about this, at least he would not.
Could she really not be afraid of the backlash from the Heavenly Dao?
He calmly and silently gazed into the distance, understanding something: the choice had already been made, and its effects were just beginning to appear.
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Chen Changsheng was clearest on the changes in his body and knew just what exactly had happened.
When the violent storms had been washing his body, the snaking bolts of lightning illuminating the pitch-black world, the Tianhai Divine Empress, without turning to look at him, had raised her right hand, carrying countless storms and the might of a mountain range, and brought it down on his head. Thus, the mighty power of the world and an ageless Qi poured into his body.