Chapter 112 - Nine Refinements Completed (1/2)

Translator: CKtalon  Editor: CKtalon

“Lord Meng Chuan, please follow me.” Grotto-Heaven Pavilion’s old steward had become much warmer towards him. The Supremacy had guided several geniuses. Most geniuses with extremely high talent would be given individual guidance. The old steward usually didn’t pay much attention to Meng Chuan, but he knew—along with virtually all of Archean Mountain—that Meng Chuan was about to attain a perfected Lightning Devastator Fiend Body—something that could only be seen once every few centuries. How rare was that? The last person who accomplished this was Marquis Sea Return two centuries ago. Unfortunately, he was killed during a special mission.

Transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies were all excellent, but they excelled in different things.

The Lightning Devastator Fiend Body represented extreme speed. It was extremely useful for humans at critical moments.

After Marquis Sea Return, another perfected Lightning Devastator Fiend Body had appeared.

“This way, please.” The old steward spoke a few decibels louder as he walked.

“Master.” Meng Chuan came to the garden and saw the Supremacy leisurely trimming a tree. Leaves and branches littered the garden ground.

The old steward bowed slightly before retreating.

The Supremacy continued his leisurely pruning the tree, and calmly asked, “What’s the matter?”

“I’ve already used up 90 bottles of Six Desires baneful aura, but I’ve failed to merge the nine baneful auras into one! I believe that my physical body has reached its absorption limit, but there’s still plenty of room for my Essence Soul,” said Meng Chuan. “I’m afraid I need more than a handful of bottles. Do I directly head to Treasure Repository and get more bottles of Six Desires baneful aura?”

According to the rules, a bottle of Six Desires baneful aura could only be received for free after the previous bottle was fully refined. This continued until one completed the Ninth Refinement. However, there were many people at the Treasure Repository. There was no way to keep it a secret.

“The amount of baneful aura that a mortal with a normal soul can refine is naturally not as much as what the Essence Soul can absorb.” The Supremacy smiled as he turned to look at Meng Chuan. After a careful look, he said, “Your Essence Soul is still far from reaching its maximum. Here, there are 122 bottles of Six Desires baneful aura.”

The Supremacy waved his hand gently.

Space distorted slightly, and a gray cloth was laid flat on the ground. On the cloth were red porcelain bottles. There were many of them—a total of 122 bottles.

With so many treasures appearing out of thin air, Meng Chuan was secretly astonished. Although he knew that his master was at the Creation realm and stood above Regis Godfiends—to the point of Archean Mountain Lord respectfully addressed him as Supremacy—the means his master casually displayed still left him astounded.

Master definitely doesn’t carry these Six Desire baneful aura bottles with him all the time. However, he summoned them with a wave of his hand. What kind of technique is this? Meng Chuan was secretly alarmed. However, his knowledge was ultimately lacking. He couldn’t even obtain the subsequent Godfiend body manual if he didn’t reach the Great Solar realm! He also couldn’t obtain Essence Soul cultivation methods. He knew little about Marquis and Regis Godfiends, much less Creation realm experts.

He didn’t even see the words “Creation realm” in the books he could read. He only learned of it when his master mentioned it.

“Master, I still need 122 bottles of Six Desires baneful aura before I can merge the nine baneful auras into one?” Meng Chuan found it a little too much when he saw the red porcelain bottles.

“The baneful aura that your Essence Soul can refine is more than you can imagine,” said the Supremacy with a smile. “If I’m not wrong, I’m afraid there won’t be more than a few bottles left after your Essence Soul can no longer absorb the Six Desires baneful aura.”

Meng Chuan naturally believed in Supremacy’s judgment.

“Your Godfiend foundation is three times more robust than an ordinary person’s. It’s not bad. Your Essence Soul is much stronger than an ordinary person’s soul,” said the Supremacy with a smile. “The amount of Six Desires baneful aura you absorb will be more than any other cultivator who has cultivated the Lightning Devastator Fiend Body. I’m also looking forward to seeing how strong you are after you attain a perfected Lightning Devastator Fiend Body. If there’s nothing else, hurry up and take all the bottles. You may leave.”

With that said, the Supremacy continued to trim the tree.

“Yes, I’ll take my leave.” Meng Chuan immediately wrapped the gray cloth into a bundle, bowed respectfully, and left.

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Meng Chuan was one of the only people who had an Essence Soul while cultivating a Lightning Devastator Fiend Body. The amount of Six Desires baneful aura he absorbed naturally exceeded the norm.

Meng Chuan brought the bottles of Six Desires baneful aura back to his cave abode secret chamber and continued practicing his saber art at Thousand Sabers Cavern. He cultivated with extreme perseverance.

With experiences from the Saber Drawing Stance, he comprehended Saber Intent in half a year. However, despite diligently cultivating for over a year, he was still far from attaining Greater Mastery of Saber Intent. He would probably take one or two more years.

The Supremacy had sharp eyes. He had long said that Meng Chuan was a peerless genius in painting, but only an average genius in saber arts. His cultivation efficiency rose because he could clearly see his flaws with his hundred-foot perception domain. This allowed him to stand out among other geniuses.

Without the hundred-foot perception domain, Meng Chuan’s cultivation would be much slower. Without an Essence Soul, Meng Chuan would be an ordinary disciple in Archean Mountain.

Of course, the Essence Soul was a part of Meng Chuan’s strength. This was also why the Supremacy valued him. Meng Chuan didn’t know that those who had inborn Essence Souls improved their Essence Souls with great difficulty. This was because their parents couldn’t help with Essence Soul cultivation. As for a peerless genius like Meng Chuan—who drew—he could condense an Essence Soul. In the future, he could use painting to strengthen his Essence Soul.

The inheritance from parents was one-off. One’s Essence Soul growth still required them to cultivate hard in the future. By relying on one’s own skills in the arts, one could improve continuously.

After receiving the 122 bottles of Six Desires baneful aura, Meng Chuan practiced his saber in the morning, drew in the afternoon, and happily sparred with Qiyue in the evening as usual.

At night, he absorbed the Six Desires baneful aura. He realized that his body was indeed unable to absorb the baneful aura, but his Essence Soul’s appetite was astonishing. He let it freely absorb the baneful aura for an hour. He absorbed three bottles’ worth of Six Desires baneful aura before he felt a little bloated.

The next night, he refined three bottles again.

At the speed of three bottles a day, Meng Chuan continued to refine Six Desires baneful aura. He had to stop himself from being tempted by his desires every night. This honed his will.