Chapter 205 - Becoming a Dad! (1/2)

Everything he had experienced in the past four years after he left the mountain had a huge impact on his state of mind.

He had seen too many deaths.

The deaths of mortals and G.o.dfiends.

Scenes of many mortals slaughtered, and many G.o.dfiends dying in battle…

Meng Chuan was a little lost after seeing too many of such scenes. He felt that he might one day die just like them. Could this war be won? Although his often-repeated slogan mentioned victory, his heart was filled with confusion. He couldn’t see through the fog ahead.

Thus, he decided to paint what was on his mind. He sought answers from his inner self. He asked himself what he strove for! The more he painted, the more answers he received; thus, leading to a greater understanding of what he was fighting for.

There were thousands of different humans! There were also thousands of different G.o.dfiends. Those that became G.o.dfiends were elites, but this didn’t mean that they weren’t despicable. Meng Chuan was impressed by the valiant heroes and looked down on the despicable.

There are many heroes amongst the G.o.dfiends in this world. These heroes’ blood will forge a b.l.o.o.d.y path through the fog. There are many fellow travelers on this b.l.o.o.d.y path! The heroes who died in battle, the surviving G.o.dfiends, and the future generations of G.o.dfiends are all fellow travelers. I’m not alone on this path.

Everyone shall charge forward together. We will definitely achieve victory.

Meng Chuan became even more determined. He dared to look straight at pools of blood. He dared to face the corpses of his fellow G.o.dfiends. He no longer feared or panicked when faced with such scenes. He just cut through the fog and advanced. When the fog dispersed, it would be the day he arrived at the opposite sh.o.r.e—victory.

After seeking answers from his inner self for a year as he completed the painting, his heart sublimed. During this year, his Essence Soul would constantly emit a spiritual glow. It slowly transformed; this transformation lasted for nearly a year. This transformation was very astonis.h.i.+ng.

The influence the painting—Road—had on Meng Chuan’s heart was greater than any other painting. Meng Chuan could sense that his Essence Soul was much stronger.

Hum! Within his sea of consciousness, Meng Chuan could sense how his Essence Soul constantly transformed over the past year. It had become more corporeal and larger. His Essence Soul was 8 feet tall[1]! It was identical to a normal person’s height, making it extremely realistic.

My Essence Soul has strengthened by several times, but it’s still a second-level Essence Soul. Meng Chuan knew this based on the Archean Mountain’s doc.u.mentation on the Essence Soul. Only when his Essence Soul exceeded 9 feet in height would it reach the Nightroaming stage.

He wasn’t far from breaking through.

One of the thresholds for becoming a Regis G.o.dfiend was a third-level Essence Soul. Upon attaining a Nightroaming-stage Essence Soul, one’s Essence Soul gained various mystical qualities; it could exist in the outside world independently. One could use their Essence Soul alone to deliver many attacks. For example, King Calm Sea had once spared no expense to leave a sword mark on Yan Jin. The sword mark was an Essence Soul mystical technique.

Generally speaking, G.o.dfiends would first reach the Realm of Dao before seeking answers from one’s inner self. It was very difficult to achieve that with killing techniques. Marquis G.o.dfiends usually spent decades and even centuries to attain a third-level Essence Soul.

However, painting was an expression of one’s heart and emotions. It was much easier to seek answers from one’s inner self with painting than with killing techniques. This was one of the reasons why Supremacy Qin Wu thought highly of Meng Chuan. It was also the reason why Supremacy Luo Tang allowed Meng Chuan to enter the Archean Eon Grotto-Heaven. Meng Chuan was indeed a peerless genius at painting.

…

Time pa.s.sed.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan and his wife had lived a secluded life in Gu Mountain Prefecture City for three years. They pa.s.sed their days with great regularity and peacefulness.

Meng Chuan patrolled Gu Mountain Prefecture twice a day. He even detoured to neighboring prefectures. He usually spent his days and time with his wife. He would cross prefectures every month to provide a.s.sistance.

Perhaps he was lucky, or Archean Mountain might’ve been carefully choosing the missions a.s.signed to him, but Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue didn’t encounter any major dangers in those three years. They had never encountered a fourth Firmament demon monarch.

There were very few fourth Firmament demon monarchs in the human world, so it was normal for them not to encounter one.

As she stood beside a butcher stall, Liu Qiyue happily said, “Give me a kilogram of pork ribs.”

“Alright.” The fat butcher skillfully sliced through the pork ribs, weighed it, and smiled. “Here’s a kilogram of pork ribs. The additional 25 grams are a bonus.”

Liu Qiyue placed the pork ribs—wrapped in leaves—into the basket she held before heading elsewhere to buy more food.

“Qiyue, why did you suddenly think of buying groceries yourself today? You even wanted me to join you,” asked Meng Chuan with a smile.

Liu Qiyue glared at Meng Chuan. “Why are you complaining when I’m asking you to accompany me?”