Chapter 470: 尊者 孟川和阎赤桐

By: I Eat Tomatoes

In Qu Yun City, an unassuming residence served as the home of the Guardian Godfiend, Yan Chitong.

Meng Chuan arrived above the residence and slowly descended. From inside one of the rooms, a bearded, heroic-looking man stepped out. He smiled and looked up at Meng Chuan, saying, "Senior Brother Meng."

"Junior Brother Yan," Meng Chuan said with a smile as he landed in the courtyard, "Congratulations, congratulations! After years of cultivation, you’ve finally become a King Godfiend."

"It has been many years," Yan Chitong said with a hint of emotion, then chuckled. "Among all our fellow disciples, Senior Brother, you’re the first to come and congratulate me."

"The identity of a Guardian Godfiend must be kept secret," Meng Chuan replied with a smile. "Other fellow disciples can’t find you, which is why I’m the first. Although the world is relatively peaceful now, hundreds of Fourth-level demon monarchs and a few Fifth-level demon monarchs remain hidden. These demon monarchs are lying low because the situation is unfavorable for them. However, humanity dares not be complacent."

If the identities of Guardian Godfiends were public, the demon race could launch targeted attacks.

Yan Chitong turned and called out, "Wife."

Soon, a woman emerged.

"This is Senior Brother Meng," Yan Chitong said with a smile. "Senior Brother Meng knew about my breakthrough and specifically came to congratulate me."

"Greetings, King Dongning," the woman said humbly and politely.

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded, "This is my first time meeting Marquis Qingyi."

"I’ve long heard of King Dongning’s renown," the woman chuckled. "When I was on Archean Mountain, Junior Sister Meng You often spoke of you."

This woman was Su Qingyi, the renowned ‘Marquis Qingyi’ among Godfiends, and one of the talented younger generation members of Archean Mountain.

In recent years, the younger generation of Godfiends has been patrolling all directions, hunting down the demon race, and some have broken through to become Marquis Godfiends.

Su Qingyi and Meng You were the two newly promoted female Marquis Godfiends.

"Wife, I know you have things to do, so go ahead and be busy," Yan Chitong said with a smile. "I’ll go out and find a place to have some drinks with Senior Brother Meng and return tonight."

"Go ahead," Su Qingyi said, nodding with a smile.

"Let’s go." Yan Chitong pulled Meng Chuan out.

Qu Yun City was incredibly prosperous, with numerous entertainment venues. The Seven-Colored Cloud Tower was one of the foremost among them.

Seven-Colored Cloud Tower, a private room.

Meng Chuan and Yan Chitong sat facing each other.

"For your celebration this time, I didn’t bring anything else, just a jar of fine wine," Meng Chuan said with a smile, flipping his hand to reveal a black wine jar. Its mouth was tightly sealed. Meng Chuan placed the jar beside the table.

"Is this Firefruit Wine?" Yan Chitong’s eyes lit up as he caught the scent. He immediately exclaimed, "Senior Brother Meng is truly Senior Brother Meng, so generous! This Firefruit Wine is rare; only a few dozen jars exist in the world today. We’re in for a treat tonight."

He proactively pulled out the stopper, and a pale red wine mist was visibly spreading out. Yan Chitong’s spirits lifted, and he eagerly poured two large bowls of wine.

"Cheers, bottoms up!" Yan Chitong immediately picked up a large bowl, clinked it with Meng Chuan’s, and took a few sips before setting it down.

"What excellent wine! Unfortunately, it’s too expensive. A single jar costs a million merit points. I could never afford such luxury," Yan Chitong said. "Senior Brother, you’re truly good to me."

"This wine is meant for enjoyment. If others can enjoy it, so can we," Meng Chuan said, setting down his wine bowl with a sigh. "Time flies so quickly. I still vividly remember when we first entered Archean Mountain together. You were the youngest back then, wearing a red robe, barefoot, carrying a long spear, with several Godfiends surrounding you, looking quite proud."

"I was only thirteen that year," Yan Chitong reminisced. "At the time, I truly felt that the world was vast and my talent, Yan Chitong’s, was unmatched. Only later did I learn that there’s always someone better."

"After so many years of cultivation, you’ve now become a King Godfiend," Meng Chuan lamented. "Among the countless disciples of our generation over several decades, only you and I have managed to become King Godfiends."

Yan Chitong nodded and chuckled, "I worked hard for many years, and finally, I’ve become a King Godfiend. Senior Brother Meng, you’re much more powerful than I am."

"It was also a fortunate encounter," Meng Chuan said. "Back then, when we went to the World Gap together and observed the birth of a world, I had an epiphany. Otherwise, my cultivation would have been much slower."

"Didn’t I go too? Why am I so much slower?" Yan Chitong poured himself some wine and shook his head. "It all depends on comprehension! So many Godfiends and demon monarchs have been to the World Gap, but who can compare to you, Senior Brother Meng? Speaking of which, Senior Brother Xue Feng also went to the World Gap with us back then, and he even reached the Dharma Domain realm while inside! If he were alive, his future would have been limitless."

"If he were alive, with the cultivation of Black Sand Grotto-Heaven, he would have had hope of becoming a Creation Lord," Meng Chuan also sighed with regret.

Over several decades, among their generation, they were the three most talented.

Xue Feng was killed by the demon race’s Old Ancestor Huang Yao.

The two senior and junior brothers drank wine, ate dishes, and chatted casually.

"Hmm?" Meng Chuan seemed to sense something. He turned his head and glanced at another pavilion outside the window.

"What a nuisance," Yan Chitong frowned. "I’ll throw them all out."

"No rush," Meng Chuan said, watching. "This matter will be more exciting than you anticipate, and if you intervene, you’ll spoil it." His current cultivation realm was much higher than it had been twenty-two years ago, and his perception of ‘karma’ was as keen as that of Qin Wu and Li Guan. Although he hadn't deliberately studied it, he understood a little about karma.

"More exciting than I anticipated?" Yan Chitong looked at the other pavilion outside the window in confusion. "My intervention would spoil things? Spoil whose things?"

In the other pavilion.

The room in this pavilion was much larger and more luxurious. A large-bearded man sat in the main seat, with five guards standing behind him and guests seated on either side.

"Come, come, Master Xiao, sit here with me and drink," the large-bearded man said, using his fan-like hand to pull a slender woman, who was holding a pipa, into his lap. The slender woman, wearing a veil, tried to stand upright and repeatedly said, "Lord Ge, I am only a musician at the Seven-Colored Cloud Tower; I do not accompany guests."

"I told you to drink with me, so just obey," the large-bearded man insisted, forcibly pulling the woman into his arms and tearing off her veil. The slender woman’s true face was revealed; she was quite delicate-looking, and her eyes were strikingly clear and moving.

The large-bearded man smiled at the woman, raising his wine cup. "Come."

The slender woman couldn’t resist and could only take a sip, saying, "Lord Ge, I truly can’t drink."

"Very good, one sip for you, one sip for me," the large-bearded man said, finishing the rest himself.

"Master Xiao, Lord Ge has taken a liking to you; you should seize this opportunity," a nearby guest said with a smile.

Inside the pavilion, Lord Ge coaxed the slender woman to drink, while the other guests flattered him. No other musicians from the Seven-Colored Cloud Tower dared to intervene.

Before long.

"I, I’m…" Lord Ge, reeking of alcohol, suddenly felt his body weaken. Instinctively sensing something was wrong, his Core Formation True Yuan erupted, impacting everything around him.

Tables and other objects nearby were blasted away. The slender woman, who had been leaning against Lord Ge, was also sent flying backward by the impact. Only then did the surrounding guards see a dagger plunged into Lord Ge’s chest, at his vital heart.

"Bitch!" Lord Ge’s eyes turned red. He quickly took out a pill from his embrace and put it into his mouth.

"How dare you!"

The five guards transformed into ghostly phantoms. In a combined effort, with just a single clash, they severely wounded the slender woman, who had reached the Seamless Realm, and immediately captured her alive.

"Hahaha, Ge!" the slender woman’s eyes gleamed with madness. "I’ve been at the Seven-Colored Cloud Tower for half a year, just waiting for you to take the bait! Isn’t it frustrating to die at the hands of someone as insignificant as me?"

"Die?"

Lord Ge sat there, gasping. He reached out and pulled the dagger from his chest. The penetrating wound in his chest rapidly healed at a visible rate. He sneered as he looked at the slender woman, "With just you?"

The slender woman watched this scene in disbelief. A mortal, surviving with a pierced heart?

"So it’s an assassination, and this female musician deliberately planned it," Yan Chitong observed. "No wonder Senior Brother told me not to interfere. But now it seems her assassination attempt has failed."

"Senior Brother Meng?" Yan Chitong looked at Meng Chuan with a puzzled expression.

Meng Chuan, however, continued to watch from afar.

In his vision, Lord Ge’s powerful aura enveloped his surroundings, and the auras emanating from the five guards behind him covered every part of the pavilion room. Anyone daring to harm Lord Ge would face a ferocious counterattack! Yet, this woman, at close quarters, quietly administered a potent poison and then fiercely plunged the dagger. She couldn't possibly escape the five guards’ retaliation, but she still decisively made her move.

"Lord Ge seemed to have everything under control, and the pavilion was very safe, yet the female assassin still delivered a fatal blow."

"In these years, I’ve cultivated the ‘Thunder Magnetic Domain’ and spent a lot of time and effort on it. But a domain ultimately forms a momentum; killing an enemy ultimately relies on a fatal blow." Meng Chuan was deeply moved. The various mysteries of the lightning lineage naturally combined in his mind, and he began to deduce in another direction.

(More to come today)