Chapter 37 (1/2)

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

The hunchbacked man took the scroll and unfurled it. He frowned as he looked at the black metal piece painting.

The elegant man continued, “This black metal piece doesn’t have any ill.u.s.trations or text, but it possesses a mighty G.o.dfiend aura. It’s much stronger than the remnant auras of a typical G.o.dfiend legacy. We are ultimately mortals and limited in our knowledge. I’m afraid we might miss out on a treasure.”

“Then buy it.” The hunchbacked man frowned as he looked at the picture.

“The Blood Cloud Bandits want 100,000 taels of silver, not one tael less,” said the elegant man respectfully.

“What the heck? One hundred thousand taels for something we have no idea about? The Blood Cloud Bandits have really gone crazy.” The hunched man shook his head. “Alright, I’m aware of this matter. You may leave.”

“Then, do we buy it?” the elegant man asked.

“Are you paying for it?” The hunchbacked man glared.

“I understand,” said the elegant man respectfully. “I won’t make decisions on my own.” He immediately led the silver-haired elder away.

The two vice branch masters of the Eastcalm Branch had strange tempers, and their subordinates were quite afraid of them. On the contrary, the branch master was a lot more worthy of respect.

What the h.e.l.l? So what if it’s a G.o.dfiend legacy? We can’t accept a G.o.dfiend legacy if we cultivate the Skydemon Dao. The hunchbacked man looked at the scroll in his hand and scoffed. He then threw it to the maidservant beside him. “When Second Brother Tu and Branch Master exit seclusion, let them take a look.”

“Yes,” said the maid respectfully.

…

Night.

After completing his cultivation and taking a medicinal bath, Meng Chuan’s spirit and body were restored to their peak states.

He came to his small courtyard and began the fourth part of his daily cultivation—Ultimate Saber Drawing Stance! Over the past year, he had pushed his Quintessential Energy to its limits every day, allowing his meridians to adapt slowly. His G.o.dfiend body was very adaptable, and his meridians were very resilient as well. He could instantly unleash twelve times the amount of Quintessential Energy now that his meridians were wider and stronger.

The might of his attacks came from the combination of his technique, physical body, and his Quintessential Energy, and body potential to ultimately release tremendous might.

The strength of his saber art only doubled despite using twelve times the Quintessential Energy. In the past, this could be considered a killer move under the premise of not damaging one’s body! Meng Chuan was unwilling to use certain forbidden G.o.dfiend arts. For example, the eldest son of the Yun family—Yun Fucheng—had used a forbidden technique without any preparation. Thus, damaging his foundation and leaving him with no hope of becoming a G.o.dfiend.

Now that I have the Power of the Soul, I can try to push the limits of the Ultimate Saber Drawing Stance even further. His eyes lit up.

Following that, he focused his mind. With a powerful will, the invisible Power of the Soul immediately fused with his entire body. Quintessential Energy began to slowly flow through his meridians, organs, bones, and blood. All his senses heightened, and his control over his body immediately rose to an inconceivable level.

He was shocked by this feeling every time.

When would he be able to control his body to such extents without the aid of his Power of the Soul?

Boom!

In an instant, fifteen times his Quintessential Energy erupted. Under the guidance of his Power of the Soul, the Quintessential Energy remained tolerable to his meridians. His body began to form large amounts of lightning, several times more than the usual density. When the lightning formed within his body, Meng Chuan’s speed reached an unimaginable level. Speed was the strength of his Lightning Divine Body. As he dug deeper into his body’s potential, his speed increased to a ludicrous degree.

Even his strength—which was one of his weaker traits—had increased several times.

Whoosh.

A resplendent saber beam streaked across the sky as it tore through the air. The saber beam flew dozens of feet and struck the stone wall, leaving behind a mark.

He stopped.

The Power of the Soul disappeared, immediately stopping its insane expenditure. By only using the Power of the Soul when delivering an attack, he would use less of it up.

This attack expended about twenty percent of my Power of the Soul. Meng Chuan nodded slightly. It looks like five killer moves are my limit. Let’s try again.