Chapter 7 (1/2)

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

Meng Chuan couldn’t help but try again. In an instant, his body, mind, and technique were one. As he tore through the air with the saber flying around him, he saw afterimages left behind in the training grounds as stunning saber flashes appeared one after another.

It was fast and ethereal! This was the characteristic of the secret technique, Third Autumn Leaf. His movement technique was fast and ethereal! His saber arts were also fast and ethereal!

After trying it out over ten times in a row, he finally came to a halt, unable to suppress his excitement. Third Autumn Leaf, the fall of a leaf portends the third season of the year—autumn! I finally figured it out! I finally figured it out! I’ve finally reached the first major realm in saber arts—Unity! I, Meng Chuan, have a chance of becoming a G.o.dfiend!

He was really excited. He began learning the Falling Leaf Saber at the age of eleven. Four years had pa.s.sed since then.

He had never slacked off in the past four years, cultivating as hard as he could because he knew very well that there were many excellent cultivators during the foundational stages of saber arts. There were several such talents in every Dao Academy. There were even more when the eight Dao Academies were combined. However, among these outstanding cultivators… 99% of them would be held back by the Unity realm. They would gradually become mediocre. It would be a miracle if they could reach the Seamless realm in their lifetime.

However, this was never his goal. He wanted to become a G.o.dfiend! He had worked hard and studied hard, all for one goal—G.o.dfiend!

He couldn’t forget being tied to his father’s back when he was six years old as his father fled while resisting the demons. At the critical moment, his mother had taken the initiative to charge at the demons to buy time for them.

It was all for the sake of her son!

On his father’s back, he saw his mother being overwhelmed by demons. At the time, Meng Chuan cried his heart out. Tears kept streaming down his father’s cheeks but he didn’t turn around; he focused on escaping with all his might. In the end, Meng Chuan survived.

The earlier one starts cultivation, the better. A mortal’s body reaches its prime at the age of twenty. Progress just slows down after that. Meng Chuan mused to himself, Right now, the number one genius in Eastcalm Prefecture—Mei Yuanzhi—figured out the secret technique at fifteen years of age. Just a month ago, he gained insights into Ice Force at twenty. He is even able to live within the Jadesun Palace and cultivate there.

Mei Yuanzhi came from an ordinary family in Eastcalm Prefecture. His mother was a maid, and his father was only at the Mortal Shedding realm.

However, Mei Yuanzhi had figured out the secret technique at the age of fifteen, shocking the Dao Academy. The Dao Academy immediately nurtured him to the best of their abilities. Even G.o.dfiend family clans also wanted to betroth girls from their direct lineage to him, but Mei Yuanzhi was focused on cultivation. He was not tempted by the G.o.dfiend family clans at all…

Finally, on 12th January, Mei Yuanzhi figured out “Ice Force.” He barely made it in time by figuring out “Force” at the age of twenty. This year, he had a chance to try his luck at entering the most ancient cultivation ground—Archean Mountain.

According to the rules of Archean Mountain, one couldn’t exceed the age of twenty when partic.i.p.ating in the entrance test.

I have reached the Unity realm. This is just the first step. There are still many thresholds like “Saber Force” and “Core Condensation.” Meng Chuan mumbled quietly, “I can’t slack off.” He scanned his surroundings and noticed that he was the only person in the training ground. The vegetation was a luxuriant green.

What a coincidence. Meng Chuan snapped out of his daze. Today is the 27th February. I actually made a breakthrough a day before the Dao Academy’s internal selection.

Sometimes, things in the world were just this coincidental.

…

The next morning.

Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue were having breakfast.

The entire Meng family were currently trying their best to groom the younger generation. They had hired Seamless experts to be Meng Chuan’s sparring partners. Meng Dajiang—who had comprehended Saber Force and was a Seamless realm expert—naturally had to be put to use. He had recently been living in the ancestral mansion and teaching a large number of juniors in the clan. As for Meng Chuan, he had plenty of opportunities to receive his father’s guidance. He was already very familiar with his father’s teachings.

However, Qiyue’s father—Liu Yebai—was very mysterious. He spent most of the year outside.

“Ah Chuan, your Dao Academy will be making the selections today, right?” Liu Qiyue smugly said, “I’ve already gotten a spot.”

“I will get it today too,” said Meng Chuan with a smile.

“You’re that confident?” Liu Qiyue asked with a smile. “You’re confident that you can obtain the top three in the Dao Academy even before you reach the perfected Marrow Cleansing realm?”

“What if I get the spot?”

Liu Qiyue sized up Meng Chuan and chuckled. “If you get it, I’ll make you dinner for a month. But if you can’t get that spot—hehe—you have to give me your Gallant Steeds! Do you dare to take on my bet?”

Meng Chuan laughed.

His artistic skills had long surpa.s.sed the best artist in Eastcalm Prefecture. Of course, there being few artists was partially a reason.

Gallant Steeds was Meng Chuan’s magnum opus. It was a piece of art on a long scroll. It consisted of a hundred horses with different expressions. It took him over a year to draw it. Liu Qiyue had been eyeing it ever since she lay her eyes on it. Even Yun Qingping had offered three thousand silver taels and two pieces of precious jade for it after seeing it once.

“If I lose, I’ll have to let go of Gallant Steeds. If I win, you’ll only be making me dinner for a month. Isn’t that a little unfair?” Meng Chuan asked with hesitation.

“It’s for one month! Do you dare?” Liu Qiyue stared at him.

“It’s hard for you to make me a meal usually. Alright, I’ll take this bet.” Meng Chuan clenched his teeth. “Don’t regret it when you lose.”

“I should be the one saying that!” Liu Qiyue put down her utensils and stood up to leave. “I’m going to the Dao Academy. Don’t cower outside just because you lose at noon.”

“Don’t worry.” Meng Chuan leisurely drank his porridge. Why would he reject his dear Qiyue’s offer to make him dinner for a full month?

After he was done with his meal, he wiped the corner of his mouth and leisurely strode towards his Dao Academy.