Chapter 308 - Xue Feng’s Request (1/2)

Xue Feng nervously looked at his father. After Yan Jin ran away from home and changed his surname, he didn’t know how his father would treat his younger brother.

Yes, he did not know. For the past few years, apart from cultivating and guarding Calm Sea Pa.s.s, his father had almost zero interest in anything else. He treated all his children equally, almost ignoring them completely! He couldn’t be bothered with his children when they tried to please him. Yan Jin had already run away from home and changed his surname, but King Calm Sea still couldn’t be bothered with him. King Calm Sea favored Xue Feng a little because he was much more outstanding than his other siblings. However, he only favored him a little.

According to what Xue Feng had heard, when the demons invaded Eastcalm City, King Calm Sea’s Heavenly Tribulation Sword appeared and saved Eastcalm City. According to Xue Feng’s judgment, the fact his father had left a sword mark on his younger brother—which ended up saving him-meant that he wasn’t heartless.

“It’s very suitable for your seventh brother,” said King Calm Sea before returning to look at the forming world that stood in the distance.

“Thank you, Dad. I’ll take my leave.” Xue Feng was overjoyed. He bowed respectfully and obediently retreated.

King Calm Sea watched the forming world before immersing himself in his cultivation.

Meng Chuan watched the purple lightning brandish and flail its claws as it tore through the endless darkness. The purple lightning’s stunning beauty attracted him. He also practiced his saber art over and over again.

His Essence Soul realm was very high. He had long obtained a fourth-level Essence Soul. He was in no way inferior to King Calm Sea and the other Regis G.o.dfiends. However, he improved slowly in regards to his technique realm. Meng Chuan also knew his shortcomings, so he worked harder in this aspect of cultivation.

I hope that I can reach the Dharma Domain realm when I attain a fifth-level Essence Soul. That way, I’ll be able to cultivate my body to the Blood Droplet realm. My body will be stronger than Greater Demon Monarch Black Wind’s, and my electromagnetic domain will have a larger range. I’ll probably be able to kill more than 1,000 demon monarchs per day when I conduct underground reconnaissance with my improved scouting range. I’ll be able to turn the tides of this war single-handedly.

He alone could affect the war’s outcome. How incredible was it for a single person to kill more demon monarchs than all the other G.o.dfiends in the world combined? However, that was how the world of cultivation was. The strength of an individual surpa.s.sed the ma.s.ses!

A human Imperial Lord could end the war completely by themselves. An expert with an eighth-level Essence Soul could also end the war.

Meng Chuan knew very well that his technique realm improvement speed was very slow. He had a slim chance of reaching the Creation realm in his lifetime. Even if he really broke through, he would probably be around 400 to 500 years old. As for an eight-level Essence Soul? He currently had a fourth-level Essence Soul. He was still very far away from attaining an eighth-level Essence Soul. It was still questionable whether he could achieve these two goals.

Therefore, his most important goal was to reach the Blood Droplet realm.

At the Blood Droplet realm, his body would be stronger than that of Greater Demon Monarch Black Wind. His vitality would be even more terrifying.

For example, King True Martial’s Yin-Yang disc spun seven times before killing Black Wind. If it were a Blood Droplet realm expert, he would be able to recover from the injuries inflicted by the Yin-Yang disc instantly. He might not even suffer any damage. Combined with his speed as a Lightning Devastator Fiend Body Regis G.o.dfiend, Meng Chuan would be a nightmare for the demons in the future.

I have to strengthen myself as quickly as possible. I only have Greater Mastery of Saber Dao. I need to reach the peak of Saber Dao first. Meng Chuan patiently cultivated his saber arts. Suddenly sensing something, Meng Chuan stopped cultivating his saber arts and turned to look.

Xue Feng walked over. “Senior Brother Meng.”

“Junior Brother Xue, what’s the matter?” asked Meng Chuan.

“There’s something I need your help with,” said Xue Feng.

“Pray tell.” Meng Chuan was curious.

Xue Feng took out a wooden box from his storage bag. He opened the wooden box, revealing the mysterious ice lotus flower inside. Flames flickered at the ice lotus flower’s pistil. Xue Feng said, “Senior Brother Meng, I request you to help me hand this ice lotus flower over to my seventh brother, Yan Jin.”

“Hand it to Yan Jin?” Meng Chuan smiled. “You can give it to him directly.”

“My seventh brother hates the Xue family,” Xue Feng explained softly, “Although his att.i.tude towards me is slightly better, he will be unwilling to accept a valuable treasure from me. With his temper, he will never accept treasures from the Xue family.”