Chapter 310 - Indulgence (1/2)

Meng Chuan watched from the side. This is the cultivation speed a peerless genius should possess. Junior Brother Yan is five years younger than me, but he reached the peak of the Realm of Dao before I did. Junior Brother Xue Feng is five years older than me, and he has already reached the Dharma Domain realm. As for me, I’m still stuck at Greater Mastery of Saber Dao.

Upon realizing the gap between them, Meng Chuan didn’t wallow in his mediocrity.

There were billions of people in the world. There were gifted talents in every generation. n.o.body could surpa.s.s everyone in every aspect. It was good to realize one’s strengths and weaknesses. His strength laid in his Essence Soul cultivation talent. His weakness was the slow improvement of his technique realm. However, he was only slightly slower than Xue Feng and Yan Chitong.

It doesn’t matter if I improve my technique realm slowly. As long as I train diligently, I’ll be able to cultivate to the Blood Droplet realm once I attain a fifth-level Essence Soul and reach the Dharma Domain realm. When I reach the Blood Droplet realm, I’ll be able to kill more than ten times as many demon monarchs as I can now. I will single-handedly surpa.s.s the efficiency of all the G.o.dfiends in the world. By then, I’ll be the greatest contributor!

When he reached the Blood Droplet realm, it would be his most dazzling moment.

As for being more dazzling? That was very difficult. An expert with a seventh-level Essence Soul could also help the human race with the war. However, they wouldn’t be as useful as an expert with an eighth-level Essence Soul; they could end the war by themself. With his talent, Meng Chuan was confident of attaining a seventh-level Essence Soul. It was relatively unlikely for him to attain an eighth-level Essence Soul. Even if he were to succeed, he would probably take hundreds or even thousands of years. Would the demons let the humans survive for so long?

I can hunt down all the demon monarchs in the human world once I reach the Blood Droplet realm. If I kill enough demon monarchs, I can affect the war outcome. Who knows, we might win. If we win… the world will be at peace. That would be great. I can accompany Qiyue and live a carefree life. Meng Chuan revealed a smile. This was the comfortable life he wanted.

Although he had sworn to kill all the demons in the world since he was young and was willing to risk his life for it, what he truly yearned for the most was world peace.

Continue cultivating. Meng Chuan brandished his saber as he turned his head to look at the dazzling purple lightning that tore through the darkness.

From afar, King True Martial looked at Meng Chuan, who was beginning to cultivate again. He nodded inwardly. He isn’t affected by external events. He diligently cultivates, so it’s no wonder he possesses the strength of a peak Regis G.o.dfiend at such a young age.

King True Martial knew very well how important one’s state of mind was. Some people were innately talented. They were euphoric when they attained success, but they often compared themselves to their peers once they fell behind. When one was young, being compet.i.tive was a good thing. However, it wasn’t a good thing for true peerless experts to compare themselves with others. A calm heart was more advantageous for cultivation. A calm heart was like a mountain. No matter whether one was in a positive or negative state, they could advance at the fastest speed possible, surpa.s.sing their former selves.

This Meng Chuan’s talent is the worst among the three. King Calm Sea took a glance and ignored him. He even neglected the achievements of his son, Xue Feng, so he naturally didn’t care about Meng Chuan.

In his heart, there was only cultivation. He had cultivated for many years and only believed in one thing-relying on oneself was better than relying on others! He abandoned everything that could affect him and focused all his attention on cultivation. If it weren’t for his resolute att.i.tude, he wouldn’t have touched upon the Grotto-Heaven realm after just a hundred years of cultivation. At the same age, King True Martial was inferior to King Calm Sea.

After nine months in the World Gap, Meng Chuan still diligently practiced his saber art.

The distant purple lightning was like a tree. The scene of countless lightning bolts snaking through the darkness was shockingly beautiful. Even after watching it over and over again, Meng Chuan remained stunned by its beauty.

Immersed in that beauty, he constantly practiced his saber art.

Whoosh.

With a slash of his saber, spatial ripples parted and formed a dazzling bolt of lightning

Oh? This strike attracted the attention of Yan Chitong, Xue Feng, King True Martial, and King Calm Sea. At their level, they were very sensitive to their surroundings. Meng Chuan had been practicing his saber art for a long time. When his saber art underwent a qualitative transformation, he naturally couldn’t hide it from the four of them.

“Congratulations, Senior Brother Meng.” Yan Chitong walked over with a smile. Xue Feng also walked over.

Besides cultivating, they would often spar.

The outcome of the spars…

They were always thrashed by Meng Chuan!

Meng Chuan’s saber art was too fast and too ferocious! Meng Chuan didn’t use his Essence Soul mystic techniques, divine powers, and baneful aura domain. However—with just his Undying Body’s strength and unparalleled speed-Meng Chuan had forced Yan Chitong and Xue Feng to acknowledge that they had lost fair and square. Every time, Meng Chuan’s saber would easily wind up beside Yan Chitong and Xue Feng’s necks.

Meng Chuan was much stronger than Yan Chitong and Xue Feng. After all, he had the strength of a top Regis G.o.dfiend. Even Xue Feng only had the strength of a weak Regis G.o.dfiend.