Chapter 772: Meng Chuan and Meng Yu

"Go through the tribulation well. If you overcome the eighth Heavenly Tribulation, your lifespan will greatly increase, and you'll be able to see scenes thousands, even tens of thousands, of times more spectacular," Brother Thousand-Hand grinned. "Otherwise, you'll only live for a few hundred thousand years and experience just one universe. Your experiences would be far too limited."

Meng Chuan, however, didn't feel that way. As a Seventh-Tribulation realm expert, he had already reached the pinnacle of a universe and gained more than enough.

It was simply that, by comparison, the experiences of an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert who had transcended the River of Spacetime were truly unimaginable.

"Your trial is complete. You can't stay here for too long; it's time to leave," Brother Thousand-Hand said. "In the future, if you wish to meet Master, you can go directly to Green Fire Mountain."

"Brother Thousand-Hand, then I'll take my leave," Meng Chuan said.

Brother Thousand-Hand nodded.

Meng Chuan's body then dissipated from view.

"Mmm."

Brother Thousand-Hand's spirits lifted. "Now I'm the only one on Mount Qianyuan again. Everyone annoying has left!"

Brother Thousand-Hand delightedly lay down right there, six claws embracing himself, two claws caressing his face, and he drifted off to sleep again. In his dream, he naturally created the world he wished to experience. As Brother Thousand-Hand possessed the ultimate strength of an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, the worlds he conjured in his dreams were comparable to reality.

For countless years, he had grown accustomed to "doing as he pleased" in various dream worlds, only waking up occasionally when he needed to receive Master's disciples.

In the Great Hall of Heaven and Earth in Cangyuan Realm, a flame mark also appeared on Meng Chuan's brow. With a single thought, the mark receded and became hidden.

His primordial spirit avatar, far away on Mount Qianyuan, dispersed just as easily. After all, that avatar held no treasures, and the talents and memories gained on Mount Qianyuan were already fully transferred to his true body avatar in his home universe. There was no need to painstakingly travel back.

"Before the tribulation, I have twenty years left," Meng Chuan said as he walked out of the Great Hall of Heaven and Earth. "Now that all my avatars have returned to my home universe, by controlling my own time flow, I can still protect my home for another two hundred years."

Although it seemed he was experiencing time like everyone else, Meng Chuan's personal time flow was actually one-tenth that of the outside world.

Thus, the Heavenly Tribulation would only descend two hundred years later, in his home universe's time.

Meng Chuan simply wished to protect his home and spend more time with his family.

"Whoosh."

High above Yuanchu Mountain, Meng Chuan gazed down upon the entire sect.

After so many years of development, especially since he became a Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation realm expert and fully comprehended the ten fundamental laws of this universe, he had also created numerous cultivation methods for Cangyuan Realm's Godfiend cultivation system, completely addressing its previous shortcomings.

In a medium-grade life world, once a Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation realm expert emerges, the cultivation system rapidly becomes perfected.

This is because a Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation realm expert grasps the most fundamental laws of time and space, and also comprehends the ten fundamental laws. After mastering all these fundamentals, deducing a cultivation system results in one that perfectly aligns with that universe—far superior to methods created by Seventh-Tribulation realm experts. For instance, Meng Chuan could devise a cultivation method for realms before the Tribulation realm in just three to five days. He even created thirty methods for the Tribulation realm itself.

"If I successfully overcome the tribulation, I will also create a complete cultivation method for Cangyuan Realm's Godfiend cultivation system, one no less profound than the Starry Sky Lineage or the Asura Lineage," Meng Chuan thought.

His current cultivation realm was sufficient, he had read the Book Mountain, and after absorbing the memories of the Chaos Lord 'Sage', his accumulation was also ample. However, time was running out.

To create a powerful method on the level of the Starry Sky Lineage in merely twenty years was too demanding.

"Cangyuan Realm."

Meng Chuan flew over various regions of Cangyuan Realm.

More than sixteen hundred years had passed since the war with the demon race officially ended. For the common people of Cangyuan Realm today, the demon race? They were merely historical records, too distant to be real.

The entire Cangyuan Realm was currently in its most prosperous period ever. As the strongest expert in the River of Spacetime of this era, Meng Chuan had brought immense benefits to Cangyuan Realm. Numerous rare treasures and ancient texts were transported to Cangyuan Realm, allowing even ordinary citizens to access cultivation. Cultivation became a mandatory pursuit for every member of the Cangyuan Realm, though the proportion of those who became 'Godfiends' remained exceedingly low.

However, the number of Godfiends born was still far greater than it was over a thousand years ago.

After all, a world that had given birth to an Eighth-Tribulation realm life form was bound to be incredibly prosperous within the River of Spacetime, second only to high-grade life worlds.

"Monsa Realm," Meng Chuan thought, recalling the realm.

The Ancestor of Monsa had also become an Eighth-Tribulation realm life form, but had failed the tribulation.

The treasures he left for Monsa Realm, however, attracted the covetous gaze of Emperor Wanxing.

"Fortune and misfortune are intertwined."

Meng Chuan gazed down at the prosperous Cangyuan Realm, yet he also knew that his own capabilities were limited.

If it didn't become a high-grade life world, it would naturally be coveted by generations of cultivators.

Even if it became a high-grade life world, only as long as an Eighth-Tribulation grand powerful being remained alive could the high-grade life world be free from worries.

"Even without encountering any dangers, a life world inherently has a day of decline, and even a universe has a day of destruction," Meng Chuan reflected calmly. To solve these problems, there was only one way: become an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert. If he became an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, even if the universe was destroyed, he would have a way to lead his people to escape the calamity.

"An Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, transcending the River of Spacetime?" Meng Chuan's eyes were filled with anticipation. Now, the only obstacle left between him and becoming a true Eighth-Tribulation realm expert was the tribulation itself!

Meng Chuan appeared leisurely, often spending time with his wife and parents, and even meeting old friends like Yan Jin and Yan Chitong for gatherings. Yan Jin and his companions were all over eighteen hundred years old and still quite healthy. In reality, however, Meng Chuan's primordial spirit avatars were focused on contemplating the hundred memories obtained from the Chaos Lord 'Sage', drawing nourishment from these hundred paths to enrich his own path of painting.

Just like that, years passed, and the tribulation drew ever closer.

In the outer void, on Great Yu Star.

Great Yu Star was home to a branch of the Yellow-Clad Academy.

"Brother Meng Yu, from now on, you're also a member of my Yellow-Clad Academy," the crimson rock creature laughed heartily. "Don't worry, my Master is a Sixth-Tribulation realm grand powerful being within the academy. With me looking after you, you won't be bullied here."

"Thank you, Brother Chisuo," Meng Yu replied, also quite excited.

After all these years, he had finally overcome the tribulation and became a Body-Fifth-Tribulation realm expert.

To ensure sufficient certainty for the tribulation, he deliberately delayed, cultivating until his realm was high enough and he was almost completely confident before perfecting his physical body to face the Heavenly Tribulation. Indeed, he succeeded in one go.

"Now that I'm a Fifth-Tribulation realm expert, even though my grandfather's and father's enemy is a Sixth-Tribulation realm expert, I should be able to help a little now," Meng Yu thought.

"I'll send you a piece of intelligence that all Yellow-Clad Academy members should know," Chisuo said.

Meng Yu sensed it.

This intelligence included detailed rules of the academy, its reward and punishment system, and information on various factions throughout the River of Spacetime.

Notably, information about the most powerful beings was also recorded.

Among those highlighted were the contemporary most powerful Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, 'City Lord Dongning' Meng Chuan, and his friend, the Half-Step Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, 'White Bird Master'...

"Hmm?"

Meng Yu was startled.

He carefully examined the intelligence regarding City Lord Dongning, Meng Chuan.

"City Lord Dongning, Meng Chuan, whose home is Cangyuan Realm in the Three-Bay River System, has a son named Meng An..." The intelligence noted this, advising members to be cautious and not offend unapproachable existences. Information about Meng An and his wife was no longer a secret to the top factions across spacetime.

Meng Yu stared blankly as he read.

Meng Chuan? Meng An? Cangyuan Realm in the Three-Bay River System?

"The names are all the same. It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Meng Yu's heart pounded with excitement.

A Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert?

His grandfather was a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert? Was that even possible?

He knew very little about Eighth-Tribulation realm experts. Based on the information he could access, he only knew that they were omnipotent beings, supreme and transcendent! Seventh-Tribulation realm experts longed to follow an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert but could not; a single gaze from an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert could annihilate a Seventh-Tribulation grand powerful being...

"City Lord Dongning, Meng Chuan, controls Kunyun Secret Realm." Meng Yu saw this line recorded in the intelligence.

Kunyun Secret Realm?

Wasn't that his home?

"Yu'er," a familiar voice rang out.

Meng Yu looked up. The crimson rock giant also saw a black-robed, white-haired man appear out of thin air beside them.

"Grandfather," Meng Yu said, looking at his grandfather.

The moment his grandson learned the truth, Meng Chuan sensed it. After all, having become a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, he could sense anyone who uttered his name, even in distant universes.

"Senior, who might you be?" Chisuo asked, perplexed. The Yellow-Clad Academy's intelligence contained Meng An's image, but not Meng Chuan's.

"I am Meng Yu's grandfather," Meng Chuan smiled. "Yu'er, come with me for a walk."

"Yes," Meng Yu replied.

The grandfather and grandson vanished from sight.

Meng Chuan and Meng Yu had already arrived in Kunyun Secret Realm.

"I'm back," Meng Yu said, gazing at the vast sky and the brilliant evening glow. He had always wanted to return and help his grandfather. Now he was back, but the current situation...

"You must have seen the information about me," Meng Chuan said. "When I first met you back then, I truly hadn't overcome the tribulation to become a Sixth-Tribulation realm expert yet."

Meng Yu nodded.

He believed it, because many members of his mother's clan had died, which couldn't be false.

Furthermore, the intelligence stated that City Lord Dongning, Meng Chuan, indeed cultivated extremely fast, rising from weakness to become a Seventh-Tribulation grand powerful being in a short period, and then even a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert.

"After gaining control of Kunyun Secret Realm, your mother, father, and I discussed it, and I decided to temporarily keep it from you," Meng Chuan said. "It was also so that your cultivation path could go further. Your talent is even greater than your father's."

Meng Yu nodded, then chuckled, "I always thought I had a formidable enemy, and I've cultivated carefully until now. Who would have thought my grandfather was an Eighth-Tribulation grand powerful being? Does that mean I can walk sideways from now on?"

"This is something I prepared for you," Meng Chuan said, handing him a silver ring.

Meng Yu took it. A quick glance made his eyes widen.

The numerous rare treasures and cultivation texts within the silver ring were all things he had desired but couldn't obtain.

"Thank you, Grandfather," Meng Yu said repeatedly, realizing the treatment was indeed different now.

"This is all Grandfather can help you with," Meng Chuan said. He also had to consider the clan and other family members. Only because his grandson had become a Fifth-Tribulation realm expert, and had a greater hope of reaching the Sixth-Tribulation realm, did he bestow treasures worth ten million units. While this amount was negligible to him, it was more than enough for his grandson.

"Grandfather, I understand; you have to treat everyone fairly," Meng Yu chuckled. "But Grandfather, you're an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert. It wouldn't hurt to tilt that bowl of water a little towards your grandson, would it?"

Meng Chuan looked at his smiling grandson.

In truth, he could sense that after being kept in the dark for so many years, Meng Yu held some dissatisfaction in his heart, but he quickly let it go.

"Yu'er, everyone says I'm a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert," Meng Chuan said. "But in truth, your grandfather still needs to undergo a tribulation."

"Undergo a tribulation?" Meng Yu was stunned.

"Yes, soon, I will face a tribulation—the eighth Heavenly Tribulation for Primordial Spirits," Meng Chuan said. "If I succeed, I live. If I fail, I die. You would lose your reliance then. You'll still have to rely on yourself."

Meng Yu stared blankly at his grandfather.

The intelligence recorded Meng Chuan as a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert, but the matter of his tribulation was a great secret, not disclosed to ordinary members.

Even the Seventh-Tribulation realm experts weren't entirely sure if Meng Chuan had already passed his Heavenly Tribulation, nor did they dare to ask.

Meng Yu was indeed greatly shocked. He had just been awestruck and excited that his grandfather was an Eighth-Tribulation realm expert. Now his grandfather was saying he still had to undergo a tribulation? And that he might die? Did he still have to cultivate cautiously?

"Grandfather, you will definitely succeed in overcoming the tribulation," Meng Yu said earnestly. "After cultivating for so many years, my greatest wish is not to have to pretend in front of any powerful being. For this dream of your grandson, Grandfather, you must succeed in your tribulation."

"You rascal," Meng Chuan said, yet he could feel the genuine concern in his grandson's heart. "Grandfather will do his best."

Meng Yu smiled.

Having wandered alone outside for so long, Meng Yu cared most deeply about his few remaining family members.

With a Primordial Spirit Eighth-Tribulation realm expert overseeing all beings in the current era, all factions throughout the River of Spacetime proceeded with caution, and much of the past chaotic strife had diminished.

As time slowly passed, the day of the Eighth Heavenly Tribulation's descent finally arrived.