Archean Eon Art

Chapter 119: Nine Years Later

In Eastcalm Prefecture’s scorching summer.

Meng Dajiang was now the Meng family clan’s leader. The five Godfiend family clans in Eastcalm Prefecture were indisputably led by the Meng family and the Zhang family! Even the Zhang family’s patriarch had secretly instructed his clansmen to be second place amongst Eastcalm Prefecture’s Godfiend family clans. They had given away the leading Godfiend family clan spot to the Meng family! From this, one could see how prosperous the Meng family was.

The imperial government had allowed Meng family experts to take on many lucrative jobs in Eastcalm Prefecture. This caused the Meng family to be on the rise. It could be said to be their most prosperous period in a thousand years.

On the contrary, the Yun family was the weakest of the five Godfiend family clans. The Yun family’s patriarch, Yun Wanhai, recuperated for ten years after Eastcalm Prefecture’s demon invasion. He worked hard to groom his descendants. Unfortunately, Godfiend geniuses weren’t as easy to groom as mortal experts. To begin with, the Yun family had a small population. After ten years, no geniuses were born. Although Yun Wanhai sighed in regret about this, he didn’t hesitate to leave his hometown and return to the battlefield last year. Yun Wanhai wanted to die on the battlefield. This made the other four Godfiend family clans respect him.

However, once Yun Wanhai died, the Yun family’s authority would—without question—drop drastically. It was impossible for a family clan to occupy lucrative jobs forever. The shade provided by Godfiends only ensured that they could live wealthy lives. But with the passage of time, the family’s foundation would weaken if no powerful figures rose up. It would be very normal for them to collapse completely.

…

At Mirror Lake Meng Manor.

Meng Dajiang sat on a chair. He had become even fatter after all these years. His fat and thick fingers were holding a letter. He laughed as he looked at Liu Yebai—who was eating watermelon. He shouted, “Yebai, Yebai, we will be in-laws from now on!”

Liu Yebai put down the watermelon rind and wiped his mouth as he said, “They haven’t gotten married yet.”

“Isn’t it already a certainty?” Meng Dajiang smiled. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“No, I have no objections.” Liu Yebai was straightforward. “I watched Meng Chuan grow up. I’m relieved that Qiyue will marry Meng Chuan. However, Meng Chuan and Qiyue’s letter mentioned that they’re planning to get married after they leave the mountain.”

“Why can’t they just get married on the mountain,” said Meng Dajiang with a sigh. “They’re all Godfiends. There’s no need to care about such customs.”

“Archean Mountain is a sacred land. Even if we go up the mountain, we can’t stay too long,” said Liu Yebai. “The two children wish to hold a wedding and have a lively atmosphere. They want to invite friends from all over. Many of our friends and family won’t be able to go up the mountain. Therefore, it’s better to have the wedding after they leave the mountain. These kids are rather meticulous.”

Meng Dajiang nodded and smiled. “Alright, we’ll leave them be. I’m waiting for my grandchildren now.”

“The matters of their future marriage has to be kept a secret for now,” Liu Yebai whispered. “You know the Liu family wants Qiyue to return home and acknowledge her roots. They don’t dare to disturb her when she’s on Archean Mountain. If they announce the marriage early, the Liu family will definitely make a fuss once they leave the mountain. Although we aren’t afraid of the Liu family, it’s best to avoid such trouble when it comes to joyous occasions like weddings.”

“Yes, don’t worry. My lips are sealed. The matter of them getting married after leaving the mountain will be kept a secret,” said Meng Dajiang immediately.

“I wonder when they will leave the mountain,” said Liu Yebai.

“According to the letter, Chuan’er cultivates a Black Metal Sutra legacy. Without being able to receive the legacy via intent, it’s extremely difficult to cultivate,” said Meng Dajiang. “It’ll probably take some time.”

“The cultivation of a Black Metal Sutra legacy is extremely difficult, but it’s extremely powerful,” Liu Yebai said. “It’s worth it to spend more time.”

“Yes.” Meng Dajiang’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

They knew that they didn’t have much cultivation potential. They were probably at the level of ordinary Godfiends like Fairy Meng and Yun Wanhai; therefore, they placed their hopes on Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue.

…

Archean Mountain, Myriad Thunder Peak.

Myriad Thunder Peak was one of the ten tallest mountain peaks that were in the Archean Mountain range. It was rather special. The peak produced lightning perennially, and occasionally, heavenly lightning would strike the peak. Therefore, it was uninhabited. Even mortal stewards didn’t dare approach.

Myriad Thunder Peak was too cold. Even with the occasional bolts of heavenly lightning, the peak remained covered in snow and ice perpetually.

A young man dressed in a light-cyan robe was sitting in the lotus position on the mountain peak. He sat at the highest point of the mountain peak. He was above the clouds. There were crackling sounds as lightning appeared out of the void and snaked into the young man’s body.

Most disciples aren’t willing to come to Myriad Thunder Peak, but it’s a treasured land for disciples with a Lightning Divine Body lineage. Meng Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and lightning flashed in them. He then retracted his gaze. I’ve been cultivating for an hour, which is equivalent to cultivating at the cave abode for ten hours. I’ve saved quite a number of Thousand Star Pills.

Disciples with Lightning Divine Body lineages came to Myriad Thunder Peak to cultivate. Most of them cultivated on the mountainside. Only disciples who had mastered the Lightning Devastator Fiend Body would dare cultivate at the peak. This was because bolts of heavenly lightning occasionally struck the peak! The Lightning Devastator Fiend Body was forged using the heavenly lightning’s powers. Thus, they were the most unafraid of heavenly lightning.

It’s been so many years since I came up the mountain. I’ve only achieved Saber Soul recently. Meng Chuan sighed inwardly.

Ordinary Godfiends had no hope of reaching the Realm of Soul. Even Great Solar Godfiends— who cultivated low or mid-grade Godfiend bodies—would typically stop at the Realm of Intent’s peak.

Archean Mountain disciples were famous for being powerful, but most of them only reached the Great Solar realm. They peaked at the Realm of Soul when it came to their weapon arts.

Without intent guidance, it usually took Archean Mountain disciples twenty to fifty years to reach the Realm of Soul.

For example, Meng Chuan, Xue Feng, and Xiao Yunyue. They—who cultivated a Black Metal Sutra legacy—couldn’t inherit the legacy via intent. They had to do trial and error. Even though their talent was extremely high, it was still difficult for them to reach the Realm of Soul.

Xue Feng had achieved Sword Intent at fifteen and Sword Soul at twenty-three. He was considered a peerless genius despite spending eight years to achieve Sword Soul.

Xiao Yunyue had reached the Realm of Intent at twenty-one. She reached the Realm of Soul at thirty-six. It took her fifteen years before she reached the Realm of Soul. However, she still spent less time than most Archean Mountain disciples. Furthermore, she didn’t receive a legacy via intent, so it was impressive. She had left the mountain two years ago.

Meng Chuan had attained Saber Intent at nineteen. He achieved Saber Soul at twenty-nine this year. It had taken him ten years! He had his hundred-foot perception domain boosting his cultivation efficiency greatly, yet he had still taken ten years. If it weren’t for his perception domain, he probably would’ve spent just as much time as Xiao Yunyue.

After I became an Indestructible Godfiend, I pleaded with Master to bestow me an original copy of the Heart Intent Saber Art so I could accept the legacy. My Essence Soul was able to withstand the legacy inheritance. As long as I obtained the legacy, I would have the legacy’s intent guidance! My saber art cultivation would’ve been much faster, but Master said that I could accept the legacy only after I attained Saber Soul.

A Saber Soul that I attain by myself would be more useful when I am conferred the title of marquis or king in the future. Meng Chuan sighed. I also know that Master isn’t lying to me, but I ended up getting stuck at the Realm of Intent’s peak for five years.

He had comprehended Saber Intent at the age of nineteen and achieved Greater Mastery at the age of twenty-two. He had reached the Realm of Intent’s peak at the age of twenty-four.

Breaking through a bottleneck was the hardest. He had only broken through recently.

It’s about time. I haven’t gone easy on my cultivation in any aspect. I’ve also mastered the Lightning Runes. Meng Chuan nodded slightly. I can attempt the Nine Mystical Caves again.

Swoosh!

He phased away as a bolt of lightning.

He flew across Myriad Thunder Peak and reached the mountainside. With a leap, he traversed half a kilometer and landed on another mountain peak. After a few flashes, it quickly disappeared.

In terms of speed, there were probably only a few ancient Godfiends on Archean Mountain that could defeat him. At the very least, most Marquis Godfiends did not have such terrifying speed.

…

Swoosh.

Lightning landed in front of a quiet cave entrance, and out manifested Meng Chuan.

Nine Mystical Caves. Meng Chuan looked at the three words above the cave entrance. The Nine Mystical Caves were extremely mysterious. It was a place where every disciple needed to clear. Only after clearing it would they be qualified to leave the mountain.

He had come here many times over the years. Even if he couldn’t clear it, he could fight freely.

Meng Chuan calmly walked into the Nine Mystical Caves. It looked ordinary, but an invisible force obstructed him. When he passed through the obstruction, he saw a vast world of dark red.

A figure descended from the dark-red world membrane. It was a white-robed wolf demon. The wolf demon even held a scroll in his hand. He looked up at Meng Chuan and scoffed. “Punk, you’re here again? You’ve lost to me seven times, right?”