Archean Eon Art

Qiyue saw it; she’ll probably be worried. This thought surfaced in Meng Chuan’s mind, but the pain from the baneful aura drilling into his entire body made him unable to divert his attention.

He couldn’t help but let out a low grunt. He bit the towel in his mouth tightly as he endured the pain.

Compared to death and despair, what’s this bit of pain worth? Come on, come on.

This will only make me stronger! Many scenes flashed through Meng Chuan’s mind. They were scenes that were in “Facing the Morning Sun.” Those despairing scenes—as well as the scenes of people fighting desperately—empowered his determination. In the face of such a cruel war, how could the pain from cultivating compare? If he couldn’t even withstand it, his oath to slay all demons in the world would be nothing but empty words.

The difficulty of slaying all the demons in the world could be described as a mountain that towered above the clouds. The torment from his cultivation was nothing more than a tiny mound.

Now, he needed to flatten the small mound first!

His will was constantly tempered by the excruciating pain. A precious sword needed to be tempered; likewise for his will. It was like a saber that was sharpened constantly, making it sharper.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the pain his body finally subsided like the tide. Previously, he felt like he was in hell, but with the pain gone, he felt light and ethereal. He felt comfort, extreme comfort. Meng Chuan understood that this was all an illusion. He had gotten used to the pain and torture after experiencing it for a long time. Now that the pain was gone, he felt extremely comfortable.

Today’s Godfiend body cultivation has ended. Meng Chuan stood up from the bathtub. Quintessential Essence circulated around his body, and the water slid off his body. Following that, he simply put on his robes and walked out with a bounce in his step.

Creak.

He opened the wooden door and saw Liu Qiyue walking over. Liu Qiyue smiled and said, “Ah Chuan, you must be hungry. I just made some food for you.”

Meng Chuan’s heart warmed. He knew Qiyue treated him really well. If he could spend the rest of his life with Qiyue in the future… how wonderful it would be. However, he and Qiyue had to cultivate diligently. Archean Mountain had high expectations for her, considering how she had awakened a phoenix bloodline.

Neither of them could slack off.

“I’m really hungry,” said Meng Chuan with a smile. The two of them came to the dining table, where two bowls of rice porridge and some other dishes were placed.

After Meng Chuan sat down, he immediately had a large mouthful of porridge and found his stomach warm. He nodded. “I don’t usually find porridge this delicious.”

“Then, I’ll make you some porridge after you’re done cultivating every night.” Liu Qiyue was also eating the porridge when she couldn’t help but ask, “Ah Chuan, are you in such pain when cultivating every night?”

Meng Chuan smiled and said, “How can it be easy to master a transcendent-grade Godfiend body? Suffering now to become stronger in the future is something I can bear with.”

“It’s been five days since you’ve completed the Seven Refinement, right?” asked Liu Qiyue.

“Yes, the fifth day.” Meng Chuan nodded.

“You refine baneful aura every day?” asked Liu Qiyue.

“With the help of the medicinal bath, my body will have completely recovered the next day. Of course, I have to cultivate every day,” said Meng Chuan. “I have to make use of my cultivation time.”

Liu Qiyue couldn’t help but say, “But the Eighth Refinement seems to be very painful. I asked Steward Liu. It takes four hours. Four hours of pain and torture… I don’t think your mind can take it if you experience such torture every day. My master once said that the mind has its limits. Exceeding it can break one’s mind! I think it’s better for you to cultivate every other day and take breaks in between.”

“Haha,” Meng Chuan laughed. “Qiyue, this is just the Eighth Refinement. The Ninth Refinement requires the Six Desires baneful aura. It’s much more demanding on my will. I’m trying to master the Lightning Devastator Fiend Body’s Ninth Refinement. The Eighth Refinement happens to temper my will through pain.

“Although I’ll be tired, I still have to persevere. My will is strengthened every time I do this. This is a rare opportunity to temper my will,” said Meng Chuan with a smile. “Why would I take breaks in between my cultivation? By lessening the pressure, the tempering effect will weaken.”

“Tempering?” Liu Qiyue was stunned.

She had never expected such a thing. She believed that pain and torture meant hardship; yet, Ah Chuan treated it as another form of cultivation—his willpower cultivation! He was preparing for the Ninth Refinement.

“This is the fifth day after I began the Eight Refinement. It will last 120 days,” said Meng Chuan. “I believe that after 120 days, my willpower will have improved tremendously. If I can reach the willpower requirements to withstand the Six Desires baneful aura through this, that will be great. However, I estimate that the Six Desires baneful aura has high requirements for willpower. It won’t be that easy.”

“Ah Chuan, you’re already very impressive,” Liu Qiyue consoled him. “You haven’t been on Archean Mountain for a year, and you’ve already mastered a transcendent-grade Godfiend body and a Black Metal Sutra move.”

“I haven’t mastered a transcendent-grade Godfiend body,” said Meng Chuan.

“Once you reach the Seventh Refinement, you will be able to attain a Lightning Devastator Fiend Body at any time,” said Liu Qiyue. “Your cultivation speed is extremely astonishing since you’ve entered the sect. You are faster than Xue Feng and Xiao Yunyue. There’s no need for you to go all out.”

Meng Chuan turned his head and looked through the window. The night was hazy, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

“Qiyue,” said Meng Chuan. “My cultivation is never about competing with others. I don’t even care about Xue Feng or Xiao Yunyue. What’s on my mind are the powerful Godfiends who have left their names in history! I want to catch up to them and even surpass them. Only by matching and exceeding these powerful Godfiends, will I slay all the demons in the world.”

Liu Qiyue listened dazedly. She had never heard Meng Chuan mention such thoughts before.

“Slay all the demons in the world?” Liu Qiyue muttered. She was somewhat shocked. It was the dream of all human Godfiends in the past 800 years, but no one could do it.

“It sounds a little silly,” said Meng Chuan with a smile. “I know I’m overestimating myself. Even Master and the other existences—who have surpassed Regis Godfiends—can’t accomplish it. They are still suppressed by the demons. More and more demons have come to kill humans. All the city passes have had human Godfiends die in battle, but I will continue striving towards this goal.

“Even if I can’t slay all the demons in the world, I’ll do my best to kill as many as I can,” Meng Chuan said. “As long as I’ve tried my best, I won’t have any regrets even if I die in battle.”

Liu Qiyue held Meng Chuan’s hand, and solemnly said, “I will accompany you.”

“Let’s walk alongside each other for the rest of our lives.” Meng Chuan looked at Liu Qiyue. “Either we kill all the demons in the world and bring peace to the world, or we die in battle.”

Liu Qiyue blushed slightly, but she still nodded. “Let’s fight together.” Following that, Liu Qiyue laughed. “Does this mean you intend to marry me?”

Meng Chuan looked at her. “Do you agree?”

“When the demons invaded, I fought at Blazing Sun Castle. When I saw Blazing Sun Castle about to be breached by the demons and everyone was about to be killed,” Liu Qiyue looked at Meng Chuan, “I saw you, rushing over from afar. You spared no expense to save me. I knew then that… I would marry only you.”

Meng Chuan held Qiyue’s hand and whispered, “I swear that I will never let you down.”

“I trust you, Ah Chuan.” Liu Qiyue’s eyes were filled with happiness.

In this life, they would walk down this path together.

They would fight on the battlefield and fight to the death, slaying all demons.

While in life, we shared the same coverlet, and in death, we shall share the same cave.