482 Dance of the Saber Under the Moon
The painting’s every brushstroke contained Meng Chuan’s emotions and memories. As he stared at the painting, he felt as though he could see the beautiful things he had experienced with his wife.
When Meng Chuan was completing this painting, he naturally sought answers from his inner self. It had affected his Essence Soul greatly. As he painted, his Essence Soul had constantly emitted a spiritual glow. However, it remained a sixth-level Essence Soul, even after he finished the painting.
I’ve finished painting. I’ve calmed down. Meng Chuan sat under the tree and waved his hand to put away the painting. I think I can continue cultivating calmly now.
Meng Chuan was unlike King True Martialwho had doubted his cultivation path. Meng Chuan didn’t doubt his cultivation path at all.
I’ll let myself get drunk. After waking up, I will cultivate diligently. Meng Chuan flipped his hand and took out a jar of Fire Fruit Wine. He sat under the tree and drank.
When the Fire Fruit Wine entered his throat, it was as though flames were burning his chest. His head heated up due to the wine. Meng Chuan deliberately controlled his body so that the alcohol wouldn’t be expelled. He liked the feeling of being slightly tipsy.
With his body, even Archean Mountain’s best alcohol couldn’t make him drunk if he wasn’t willing
“Qiyue.” Meng Chuan sat under the tree and drank from the wine jar he was hugging. He muttered to himself, “In the past, I could chat with you whenever I encountered setbacks. I could share happy matters with you. Whenever I had a breakthrough in my cultivation, I would flaunt it in front of you. When I was sad, you would accompany me… But what about now? Who will I share my feelings with for the next 1,000 years?” Meng Chuan tipped his head back and drank.
He casually executed his saber art to vent his anger and indignation.
In the end, not everything in the world could go as per one’s will.
Some people gave up on themselves, while others sank into oblivion. The strong would accept it and try their best to change the future. However, there were times when powerful experts needed to vent their frustrations.
…
The crescent moon hung high in the sky. The cold moonlight scattered across Mirror Lake Meng Manor’s training grounds.
On the training grounds, a figure could be seen carelessly executing a saber art.
“From South to North together they flew, how many seasons have they been together?” Meng Chuan executed his saber art as he chanted poems loudly, his voice echoing through the night.
In the past, he and Qiyue were like flying birds. They roamed the world together, no matter how long it took them.
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“Happy together, devastated when separated. Their devotion to each other surpasses even the most infatuated couples.”
The world’s slow motion was close to stillness, causing the world’s scenery to become like a painting. Only the rays of moonlight shone down at a relatively faster speed. Meng Chuan could still clearly see the rays of moonlight with his naked eye. The phenomenon was absolutely beautiful.
After swinging Demon Slayer, the saber vanished from his field of vision. It had entered the gap between spacetime. This move was similar to the Heart Intent Saber’s strongest attack-which Ancestral Master Guo Ke had created back then; they were both invisible moves. An enemy would be struck by one’s saber before they could even sense it. This saber move of Meng Chuan’s hadn’t reached the Heaven Earth realm. This saber move was only his future paramount technique
– Infinite Saber’s first successful move. This saber strike moved between the gaps of spacetime. It was difficult to notice or block it. Even when one was killed, they still wouldn’t be able to sense the saber strike.
This saber move affected time itself. It made time slow down-coming to a standstill—until the enemy was hit. It was only with such a strike that one at the perfected Grotto-Heaven realm would have a chance of slaying an Imperial Lord.
“So this is the true Infinite Saber,” muttered Meng Chuan to himself.
Fueled by his intense feelings and his unbearable longing for his wife, he swung Demon Slayer.
His endless feelings resulted in this saber move being created.
Under such a state of mind, Meng Chuan’s insights into the lightning lineage began to fuse. The Flash Form of Lightning, the Yin-Yang Form of Lightning, and the Wave Splitting Forms of Lightning merged, allowing Meng Chuan to execute a beautiful strike that could break free of the worldly law’s suppression. Legend had it that one could affect time once they broke free of the worldly law’s suppression with pure speed alone…
When Meng Chuan was completing this painting, he naturally sought answers from his inner self. It had affected his Essence Soul greatly. As he painted, his Essence Soul had constantly emitted a spiritual glow. However, it remained a sixth-level Essence Soul, even after he finished the painting.
I’ve finished painting. I’ve calmed down. Meng Chuan sat under the tree and waved his hand to put away the painting. I think I can continue cultivating calmly now.
Meng Chuan was unlike King True Martialwho had doubted his cultivation path. Meng Chuan didn’t doubt his cultivation path at all.
I’ll let myself get drunk. After waking up, I will cultivate diligently. Meng Chuan flipped his hand and took out a jar of Fire Fruit Wine. He sat under the tree and drank.
When the Fire Fruit Wine entered his throat, it was as though flames were burning his chest. His head heated up due to the wine. Meng Chuan deliberately controlled his body so that the alcohol wouldn’t be expelled. He liked the feeling of being slightly tipsy.
With his body, even Archean Mountain’s best alcohol couldn’t make him drunk if he wasn’t willing
“Qiyue.” Meng Chuan sat under the tree and drank from the wine jar he was hugging. He muttered to himself, “In the past, I could chat with you whenever I encountered setbacks. I could share happy matters with you. Whenever I had a breakthrough in my cultivation, I would flaunt it in front of you. When I was sad, you would accompany me… But what about now? Who will I share my feelings with for the next 1,000 years?” Meng Chuan tipped his head back and drank.
He casually executed his saber art to vent his anger and indignation.
In the end, not everything in the world could go as per one’s will.
Some people gave up on themselves, while others sank into oblivion. The strong would accept it and try their best to change the future. However, there were times when powerful experts needed to vent their frustrations.
…
The crescent moon hung high in the sky. The cold moonlight scattered across Mirror Lake Meng Manor’s training grounds.
On the training grounds, a figure could be seen carelessly executing a saber art.
“From South to North together they flew, how many seasons have they been together?” Meng Chuan executed his saber art as he chanted poems loudly, his voice echoing through the night.
In the past, he and Qiyue were like flying birds. They roamed the world together, no matter how long it took them.
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“Happy together, devastated when separated. Their devotion to each other surpasses even the most infatuated couples.”
The world’s slow motion was close to stillness, causing the world’s scenery to become like a painting. Only the rays of moonlight shone down at a relatively faster speed. Meng Chuan could still clearly see the rays of moonlight with his naked eye. The phenomenon was absolutely beautiful.
After swinging Demon Slayer, the saber vanished from his field of vision. It had entered the gap between spacetime. This move was similar to the Heart Intent Saber’s strongest attack-which Ancestral Master Guo Ke had created back then; they were both invisible moves. An enemy would be struck by one’s saber before they could even sense it. This saber move of Meng Chuan’s hadn’t reached the Heaven Earth realm. This saber move was only his future paramount technique
– Infinite Saber’s first successful move. This saber strike moved between the gaps of spacetime. It was difficult to notice or block it. Even when one was killed, they still wouldn’t be able to sense the saber strike.
This saber move affected time itself. It made time slow down-coming to a standstill—until the enemy was hit. It was only with such a strike that one at the perfected Grotto-Heaven realm would have a chance of slaying an Imperial Lord.
“So this is the true Infinite Saber,” muttered Meng Chuan to himself.
Fueled by his intense feelings and his unbearable longing for his wife, he swung Demon Slayer.
His endless feelings resulted in this saber move being created.
Under such a state of mind, Meng Chuan’s insights into the lightning lineage began to fuse. The Flash Form of Lightning, the Yin-Yang Form of Lightning, and the Wave Splitting Forms of Lightning merged, allowing Meng Chuan to execute a beautiful strike that could break free of the worldly law’s suppression. Legend had it that one could affect time once they broke free of the worldly law’s suppression with pure speed alone…
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