“King Eastcalm.” The steward of the cave abode had changed. It was a female steward with the surname He. The former Steward Liu had long passed away from old age. “I’ll stay here for a few days,” said Meng Chuan.
“Yes.” The female steward immediately arranged for the servants to clean the place.
Meng Chuan looked around the cave abode and recalled the days when he and his wife cultivated on the mountain. This was where he and his wife had promised to spend the rest of their lives together. They promised that they would fight on the battlefield together. They also promised that they would fight the demons until they died. They would be together forever in life and in death.
They created 11 years of beautiful memories here.
As Meng Chuan painted the various scenes, he occasionally smiled. His feelings for his wife transferred into his brush as he painted the various scenes.
After painting for two days and one night, Meng Chuan left the cave abode at midnight and arrived at Blood Red Cliff.
Hum.
Countless Godfiend images appeared on Blood Red Cliff.
As Meng Chuan stared at the countless images of Godfiends—which had left behind before they left the mountain-he immediately saw himself and Liu Qiyue.
Back then, he was dressed in a dark-cyan robe, a pair of battle boots, and had Demon Slayer hanging by his waist. His robes fluttered in the wind. Liu Qiyue was dressed in a cyan-red robe. The color of her robe was even brighter than his. She carried a divine bow and quiver on her back. The two looked at each other and smiled brightly. “Why did Blood Red Cliff’s projections
appear?”
Blood Red Cliff was on the main mountain peak. Godfiend disciples often came to the main peak, so they naturally noticed the countless Godfiend projections appearing. Immediately, a Godfiend disciple rushed over curiously.
From afar, he saw a white-haired man standing on Blood Red Cliff and looking at the countless floating Godfiend images.
What happened?
Only Elders can activate Blood Red Cliff’s projections. Who triggered it? Many Godfiend disciples rushed over, but the projections had long disappeared by the time they arrived. Meng Chuan had also left.
Meng Chuan returned to Eastcalm City. He arrived at Mirror Lake Manor—the place they had first met.
Although a few servants maintained Mirror Lake Meng Manor, nobody dared to move in. After all, this was King Eastcalm and Queen Calmmoon’s old house.
Meng Chuan walked through the familiar residence; the layout was the same as before. When he was eight years oldBack then, Meng Chuan, who thought that his mother was dead, cultivated crazily. His father’s good friend, Liu Yebai, led a timid little girl to Mirror Lake Meng Manor. It was then that he became acquainted with the little girl. Afterward, they cultivated together as they grew up. Meng Chuan sat in the residence’s training grounds. Under a huge tree-where he had cultivated his saber drawing stance in the past – he painted his childhood memories.
He painted at Mirror Lake Meng Manor for three days.
As he traveled, Meng Chuan first painted his recent life before painting his childhood memories. He first painted his memories at Snow Wind Pass. From there, he painted the memories he made at Jiang State Capital, Chu An City, Changfeng City, Duyang City, Gu Mountain Prefecture City, North River Pass, Archean Mountain cave abode, Mirror Lake Meng Manor at Eastcalm City-in that particular order. All of these painted memories were part of a super-long long painting. These memories made a very long painting; it was 153 feet long. It was the longest painting Meng Chuan had painted to date.
The painting depicted the memories he had of Liu Qiyue. From the right, it was the first time the two met each other; the years that they grew up together; the battle in Idle Stone Garden; the demon invasion which caused Liu Qiyue’s bloodline to awaken and Meng Chuan rushing over to rescue her… The painting depicted scenes of their lives until the couple both had snow-white hair.
The white-haired Meng Chuan painted while the white-haired Liu Qiyue watched from the side with a smile. This memory depicted the scene of Meng Chuan painting for his wife before she entered the slumber in Archean Mountain’s Millennium Hall.
Boom!
The extremely long painting was partially rolled up and partially floating.
Meng Chuan sat under a tree at the training grounds. He looked at the completed painting and felt a little dazed.
He picked up his brush and wrote a few words on the right—’I hold your hands; we will grow old together.’
Chapter 482 - Dance of the Saber Under the Moon
The painting’s every brushstroke contained Meng Chuan’s emotions and memories. As he stared at the painting, he felt as though he could see the beautiful things he had experienced with his wife.
When Meng Chuan was completing this painting, he naturally sought answers from his inner self. It had affected his Essence Soul greatly. As he painted, his Essence Soul had constantly emitted a spiritual glow. However, it remained a sixth-level Essence Soul, even after he finished the painting.
I’ve finished painting. I’ve calmed down. Meng Chuan sat under the tree and waved his hand to put away the painting. I think I can continue cultivating calmly now.
Meng Chuan was unlike King True Martialwho had doubted his cultivation path. Meng Chuan didn’t doubt his cultivation path at all.
I’ll let myself get drunk. After waking up, I will cultivate diligently. Meng Chuan flipped his hand and took out a jar of Fire Fruit Wine. He sat under the tree and drank.
When the Fire Fruit Wine entered his throat, it was as though flames were burning his chest. His head heated up due to the wine. Meng Chuan deliberately controlled his body so that the alcohol wouldn’t be expelled. He liked the feeling of being slightly tipsy.
With his body, even Archean Mountain’s best alcohol couldn’t make him drunk if he wasn’t willing
“Qiyue.” Meng Chuan sat under the tree and drank from the wine jar he was hugging. He muttered to himself, “In the past, I could chat with you whenever I encountered setbacks. I could share happy matters with you. Whenever I had a breakthrough in my cultivation, I would flaunt it in front of you. When I was sad, you would accompany me… But what about now? Who will I share my feelings with for the next 1,000 years?” Meng Chuan tipped his head back and drank.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
The Fire Fruit Wine burned his chest like a raging fire. He was tipsy, but his mind became more active. Scenes of his beautiful memories surfaced in his mind.
“When you were still here, we enjoyed our happy days together. We fought together, taught our children together..” Meng Chuan laughed self-deprecatingly. “Those times only exist in memories now… Can I only recall my past memories? How laughable.”
Meng Chuan continued drinking as he muttered to himself.
The sky gradually darkened. After finishing one jar of wine, he took out another jar of wine.
Meng Chuan’s drunkenness intensified.
“It’s said that if both sides love each other for aye, they don’t need to stay together day and night!” Meng Chuan said softly. “However, I want us to be together night and day!
“I’m spouting nonsense again. It’s impossible.” Meng Chuan threw away the empty wine jar in his hand and pulled out Demon Slayer-which had been hanging from his waist. “Impossible!”
He casually executed his saber art to vent his anger and indignation.
In the end, not everything in the world could go as per one’s will.
Some people gave up on themselves, while others sank into oblivion. The strong would accept it and try their best to change the future. However, there were times when powerful experts needed to vent their frustrations.
…
The crescent moon hung high in the sky. The cold moonlight scattered across Mirror Lake Meng Manor’s training grounds.
On the training grounds, a figure could be seen carelessly executing a saber art.
“From South to North tog
ether they flew, how many seasons have they been together?” Meng Chuan executed his saber art as he chanted poems loudly, his voice echoing through the night.
In the past, he and Qiyue were like flying birds. They roamed the world together, no matter how long it took them.
“Happy together, devastated when separated. Their devotion to each other surpasses even the most infatuated couples.”
Too many memories.
Days of joy, the pain of parting.
Infatuation?
“He must have realized only he is left to fly over those lonely thousands of miles of clouds and snowy mountains alone?” Meng Chuan continued reciting the poems; his saber art became even more poignant and beautiful as he vented his emotions. The saber art was like a lone bird flying in the snow.
“Alone!”
When he swung his saber
Whoosh.
Meng Chuan felt that the night sky was as beautiful as a painting. Under the moonlight, he could see wisps of light penetrate the void and scatter everywhere. Everything slowed down.
The rays of moonlight flew slower, and the wind seemed to turn still.
Everything slowed down.
The world’s slow motion was close to stillness, causing the world’s scenery to become like a painting. Only the rays of moonlight shone down at a relatively faster speed. Meng Chuan could still clearly see the rays of moonlight with his naked eye. The phenomenon was absolutely beautiful.
After swinging Demon Slayer, the saber vanished from his field of vision. It had entered the gap between spacetime. This move was similar to the Heart Intent Saber’s strongest attack-which Ancestral Master Guo Ke had created back then; they were both invisible moves. An enemy would be struck by one’s saber before they could even sense it. This saber move of Meng Chuan’s hadn’t reached the Heaven Earth realm. This saber move was only his future paramount technique
– Infinite Saber’s first successful move. This saber strike moved between the gaps of spacetime. It was difficult to notice or block it. Even when one was killed, they still wouldn’t be able to sense the saber strike.
This saber move affected time itself. It made time slow down-coming to a standstill—until the enemy was hit. It was only with such a strike that one at the perfected Grotto-Heaven realm would have a chance of slaying an Imperial Lord.
“So this is the true Infinite Saber,” muttered Meng Chuan to himself.
Fueled by his intense feelings and his unbearable longing for his wife, he swung Demon Slayer.
His endless feelings resulted in this saber move being created.
Under such a state of mind, Meng Chuan’s insights into the lightning lineage began to fuse. The Flash Form of Lightning, the Yin-Yang Form of Lightning, and the Wave Splitting Forms of Lightning merged, allowing Meng Chuan to execute a beautiful strike that could break free of the worldly law’s suppression. Legend had it that one could affect time once they broke free of the worldly law’s suppression with pure speed alone…
Meng Chuan continued executing his saber art under the moonlight. His longing for his wife kept infusing into his saber art as he struck out repeatedly. When he was done, Meng Chuan stopped swinging his saber and fell asleep.
Archean Mountain, Grotto-Heaven Pavilion.
“According to the intelligence, Meng Chuan first went to Snow Wind Pass, then to Jiang State Capital, and other places. He also returned to Archean Mountain. He’s currently in Eastcalm City,” said Li Guan with a frown. “We’ve realized that every place that he has visited is where he and Liu Qiyue once lived. They are childhood sweethearts. They’ve had a deep relationship with each other for almost 100 years. I’m worried that Liu Qiyue’s matter will affect Meng Chuan’s cultivation.”
“Although this emotional impact will influence his cultivation somewhat, it won’t sever his cultivation path,” said Luo Tang. “Some Archean Mountain Godfiends are affected for a short period of time after their loved ones pass away, but they usually recover. Yes, King True Martial once doubted his cultivation path, but Liu Qiyue is only slumbering… There’s no reason for Meng Chuan to doubt his cultivation path.”
“Give him some time,” said Qin Wu. “He needs time to adapt. I think he will be fine after a few months.”
“Yes.” Li Guan nodded solemnly. “The city passes are under a lot of pressure. There are currently six super-large city passes. There are only nine Creation Supremacies in the human world. A Supremacy also has to guard Archean Mountain at all times. It’ll be very difficult for humanity to guard another two or three super-large city passes. As for me, I only have a few decades left to live. Therefore, I need Meng Chuan to grow as fast as possible and take this burden from me.”
“All humans will experience a moment of weakness,” said Qin Wu. “I believe that my disciple will recover quickly.”
Li Guan and Luo Tang nodded slightly. “Yes.”
Archean Mountain’s Creation Supremacies were worried about Meng Chuan, but they didn’t dare disturb him.
In Eastcalm City, on Mirror Lake Meng Manor’s training grounds, Meng Chuan was still sleeping under a tree. The morning sun rose.
Meng Chuan slowly opened his eyes as the sun shone on him. He looked at the burning sun. It’s daybreak?
Chapter 483 - Seventh-Level Essence Soul
Meng Chuan sat up and looked at the alcohol jars around him.
After spending half a month painting and a round of getting drunk, Meng Chuan’s heart became calmer; it was like an endless ocean. His feelings for his wife were hidden deep in his heart.
I have to reach the Tribulation Realm as soon as possible and find a treasure that can extend Qiyue’s lifespan. This way, Qiyue can wake up earlier. I need to work hard. Meng Chuan stood up. Oh right, I created a paramount technique last night. Meng Chuan clearly remembered the scene of him executing the beautiful saber art last night.
He had wanted to create the paramount technique, Infinite Saber, for many years, but he had been stuck at a bottleneck. It was only last night, when he was half-drunk and half-lucid, that he executed that beautiful slash.
I need to consolidate my paramount technique. Meng Chuan focused on executing his saber art to familiarize himself with the move. He also wanted to deduce the corresponding movement technique based on the saber art’s foundation.
Huh? When he was just about to focus on executing his saber art, Meng Chuan was suddenly stunned. My Essence Soul…? The revolving Essence Soul Star in his sea of consciouness had become much bigger, reaching a whole new level.
Seventh-level Essence Soul? Meng Chuan was taken aback by his Essence Soul’s changes. My Essence Soul has already reached the seventh level? My Essence Soul was clearly still at the sixth level when I used my saber art last night…
Without a doubt, the massive Essence Soul Star in his sea of consciousness had indeed reached the seventh level. In fact, his Essence Soul had improved greatly over the past few years. The extremely long painting he painted during the past half-month had also benefited his Essence Soul greatly. However, he never expected his Essence Soul to change qualitatively.
His Essence Soul had reached the seventh level when he had executed that beautiful saber move that broke through the worldly law’s suppression. That move truly touched Meng Chuan’s heart, causing his Essence Soul to transform.
Comprehending a paramount technique greatly benefited his Essence Soul. When Meng Chuan was asleep, his Essence Soul naturally transformed into a seventh-level Essence Soul. Meng Chuan’s Essence Soul perception domain and Seamless domain naturally enveloped his surroundings when he was asleep. They would wake up if there were any danger. Even his Tribulation treasure, Bloodblade Disc, would alert him when it sensed danger. However, an Essence Soul breakthrough was completely natural. It was like a mortal slowly growing taller while asleep. It was a natural transformation. Thus, Meng Chuan didn’t receive any warnings.
It was only after he awakened that he realized that he had a seventh-level Essence Soul.
Before he obtained the Eon Sea Sect’s treasures, his combat prowess didn’t improve much even though he had a slightly stronger Essence Soul than his opponents. A sixth-level Essence Soul could typically withstand a seventh-level Essence Soul mystic technique. An expert with a fifth-level Essence Soul might suffer a reduction in strength when struck by an Essence Soul mystic technique below the seventh level, but they wouldn’t die to them. This was normal in the vast outer realm.
However, after Meng Chuan retrieved the Eon Sea Sect’s treasures, he had given humanity an extremely terrifying Essence Soul mystic technique-Magic Awl Forbidden Spell. This was once Archean Eon Realm’s signature move. It sent quakes through the countless worlds in the outer realm whenever it appeared. Although the Demon Realm had a rather rich heritage—they had several Sixth Tribulation Eminences in history-none of their techniques were comparable to the Magic Awl Forbidden Spell. It was a testament to how rare such a technique was.
Meng Chuan even obtained the even more precious Essence Soul Star legacy.
Of course, these techniques were the heritage left behind by the Seventh Tribulation Eminence, Ancestral Master Archean Eon.
Since I have a seventh-level Essence Soul, my Magic Awl Forbidden Spell will be… Meng Chuan sighed inwardly. At the very least, he was invincible in the human world.
Meng Chuan was even more confident in dealing with any threats during the war.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Meng Chuan stood on the training grounds’ grass. Dark Meng Chuans flew out from his body-nine in total.
I can form nine Essence Soul avatars. Meng Chuan looked at the Essence Soul avatars and couldn’t help but nod slightly. However, one can only have a single Magic Awl. Therefore, my Essence Soul avatars’ most powerful Essence Soul mystic technique is Astral Wave. These Essence Soul avatars can also carry Quintessential Essence. When equipped with weapons, they can use my paramount technique, Infinite Saber.
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