Chapter 1014 – There Has Never Been Only One Truth (1/2)
Chapter 1014 – There Has Never Been Only One Truth
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Daoist Siyuan and An Lin said nothing, but it was clear that they supported Linghai Zhiwang.
Hu Thirty-Two sighed and said, ”It won't be easy… but she still has to be killed.”
Tang Thirty-Six looked at Chen Changsheng.
He had no opinion on this matter, so he looked to see what Chen Changsheng thought.
Chen Changsheng silently thought for a while, then nodded.
The matter was settled.
With just the people in this Daoist church, it might currently be impossible to kill Madam Mu, but Madam Mu had to die, and her death would come one day.
Because this was the will of the Li Palace and also the will of the Human race.
Chen Changsheng had once said to Luoluo that for the deaths of Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi, the Demi-human race would have to pay a sufficient price.
Though he had not stated what this price was, Luoluo well understood that it was Madam Mu's death.
No one was willing to die, and certainly not a Saint, even if the Aquarius constellation the Demon Lord said she was born under meant her mental world was different from the masses.
So Chen Changsheng did not understand why, on that night four days ago, Madam Mu had suddenly drawn back her hand from killing him.
That strength that had run through the streets of White Emperor City, intimidating countless tribes along the shores of the Red River—if it did not come from Xuelao City, where did it come from?
Chen Changsheng gazed up at the dark skies outside the church, a pensive look on his face.
The snow had already stopped and no clouds floated in the night sky, allowing one to clearly see the innumerable stars.
Was snow falling on that mountain range to the north that was also illuminated by the innumerable stars?
Even if it was not snowing, the ice and snow accrued on those peaks were probably cold enough.
Why was that mountain range called the Starfall Mountains?
Ages ago, when the Heavenly Tomes crashed into the heart of the continent, streaks of fire spread in all directions. Many had fallen in Mount Han. Had some fallen here as well?
If the Starfall Mountains were excavated, would one find the remains of stars, or nothing?
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In a building deep within the Imperial City was a carved sculpture decorated with golden threads from Xuelao City.
Madam Mu quietly examined it, her expression very calm. It was like she did not care what had happened in today's snowstorm, or perhaps felt that nothing had happened at all.
”This is the most famous piece of art of my race's Master Casso, from four hundred years ago.”
The Demon Lord walked into the hall. ”I didn't expect that it was in Empress's hands this entire time.”
”It truly is art. Alas, there are few in this city that can enjoy it with me.”
Madam Mu drew her gaze away from those complicated lines on the sculpture that seemed to be imbued with the limitless beauty of the stars. She looked at the Demon Lord and said, ”Your Majesty also does not seem to have this sort of interest.”
The Demon Lord smiled. ”What do you want to say?”
Madam Mu calmly replied, ”Why did Your Majesty not strike today?”
The Demon Lord explained, ”I didn't expect for Chen Changsheng to be so afraid of death. He actually moved the entire Li Palace over.”
Madam Mu indifferently asked, ”Was this enough for Your Majesty to lose confidence?”
The Demon Lord calmly gazed back. ”Several days ago on the observation platform, you stopped me from striking, so why do you want to persuade me now?”
Madam Mu's voice became even lighter, like the tasteless air of the Western Sea when there was no wind. ”That was then; this is now.”
The Demon Lord's expression suddenly turned profound. ”Four days ago, you did not strike, so what time was that?”
Madam Mu did not directly answer his question. ”If Your Majesty struck today, I would naturally strike as well.”
They both wanted Chen Changsheng to die. In the end, it was just a question of who struck first.