205 Becoming a Dad!

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 Godfiends.

Scenes of many mortals slaughtered, and many Godfiends 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.

One of the thresholds for becoming a Regis Godfiend 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, Godfiends 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 Godfiends 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.

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Time passed.

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 passed 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 assistance.

Perhaps he was lucky, or Archean Mountain might’ve been carefully choosing the missions assigned 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.

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“It’s about time. Let’s go home,” said Liu Qiyue as she carried a large basket—filled with meat and vegetables.

Back at the compound.

Liu Qiyue pulled Meng Chuan to the kitchen at the back.

“Madam, leave the cooking to me,” said the female servant.

“You don’t have to worry about our meals today. Take your leave,” instructed Liu Qiyue.

“Yes.” The woman had no choice but to leave.

“Help me,” Liu Qiyue said to Meng Chuan, “wash and cut the carrots.”

“Alright.” Meng Chuan was familiar with working with her. As a peerless saber user, how hard was it for him to cut carrots?

They finished cooking lunch.

The couple sat down in front of a spread—seven dishes and one soup.