Chapter 412 - Reunion (1/2)

Spring

Peach blossoms bloomed outside the city. The fragrance of flowers spread.

A sloppy-looking, middle-aged man with a saber by his waist walked in the wilderness. He chuckled as he looked at the majestic Jiang State Capital

I’m back. Meng Dajiang had stubble on his face. He had lived in the wilderness for three years and was used to looking sloppy.

Swoosh.

A figure flashed across the sky and landed in front of Meng Dajiang. It was Meng Chuan, who greeted him happily, “Dad.” “Chuan’er.” Meng Dajiang looked at his son proudly and smiled. “You’re not hunting for demon monarchs today?”

“Dad, as your son, I naturally have to receive you since you’re back today. As for the demon monarchs? Now that we’re finishing up, there’s no need to rush anymore,” said Meng Chuan with a smile.

Meng Dajiang walked alongside his son in the wilderness road and asked, “Chuan’er, according to your letter, the first batch will only reduce the number of patrolling Godfiends by 500. There are only 800 patrolling Godfiends in the Great Zhou Dynasty, right?”

“There are 805.” Meng Chuan nodded as he said with mixed emotions, “In the past seven years, the Great Zhou Dynasty has sent 1,579 patrolling Godfiends. A total of 763 patrolling Godfiends died, and 11 were heavily injured, forced to return to their hometown.”

“Almost half of them died in battle,” said Meng Dajiang with a sigh. “During my Patroller days, I discovered that things were getting easier. It’s almost impossible to encounter a demon monarch now. Only when Archean Mountain announced that you were the one that killed a million demon monarchs did I understand.”

“Yes.” Meng Chuan nodded. “I broke through with my strength half a year ago. It boosted my ability to hunt demon monarchs by ten-fold. That was how I managed to clear out all the demon monarchs in the world. I’ll probably be done in a few more months.” “As your father, I’ve leeched some benefits off from you,” said Meng Dajiang with a smile. “If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid that the Patroller Godfiends wouldn’t have been able to retreat for decades.”

“The losses are too severe,” said Meng Chuan. “The Great Yue Dynasty and Black Sand Dynasty have suffered more losses than us. Over half of the patrolling Godfiends in the world have died in just seven years. If this continues for another ten years, they will mostly be dead. I even think that if I had broken through earlier, not so many patrolling Godfiends would’ve died.”

Meng Dajiang patted his son’s shoulder and said with a smile, “Things don’t go as we wish in this world. You are already very outstanding. Since the Patrollers made their choice, they were prepared. Although many died, they saved billions of lives.”

Meng Chuan nodded. “Yea.”

If it weren’t for Godfiends and demon monarch servants patrolling the world, the million demon monarchs would have slaughtered most of the mortals in the world. Since they allowed the demon monarchs to hunt down humans, although Meng Chuan’s reconnaissance was effective, he couldn’t split himself up. The number of deaths would have been unimaginable.

Only with the deterrence of the Patroller Godfiends could they minimize the losses.

“By the way, you said that you would fetch your mother on 8th April?” Meng Dajiang looked at his son. “Has Black Sand Grotto-Heaven really agreed to your request?”

“They’ve agreed,” said Meng Chuan with a smile. “Don’t worry. The three Supremacies from Black Sand Grotto-Heaven have agreed and sent a letter. It’s impossible for them to go back on their word.”

Meng Dajiang nodded.

“Before we go, Dad, you have to tidy up yourself.” Meng Chuan couldn’t help but say, “You’re too sloppy.” “This…” Meng Dajiang looked at himself and laughed. “I really don’t think too much about my appearance when I’m alone in the wilderness. I do need to trim myself.”

8th April Meng Dajiang had lost a lot of weight. He was more muscular and looked much younger. Furthermore, as a Great Solar Body Tempering Godfiend, Meng Dajiang looked like he was in his thirties.

Swoosh!

Meng Dajiang and Meng Chuan flew at high speed through the clouds, heading straight for Black Sand Grotto-Heaven.

“Dad, you look much younger now,” said Meng Chuan with a smile as he turned to look at his father.

“It’s not much different from back then, right?” asked Meng Dajiang.

“Almost identical,” evaluated Meng Chuan.

His figure and appearance were very similar. His temperament was calm and restrained. The lonely Patroller days were also a form of training for his father.

“That’s good.” Meng Dajiang nodded. He was clearly nervous. The thing he yearned for the most in his life was to meet his wife, Bai Nianyun. He originally thought it would be an eternal regret, but now that it was about to be realized, he was extremely excited.

“Right ahead.” Meng Chuan immediately saw two figures standing at the foot of one of the mountains in the distance.

Whoosh.