The Ancients

Chapter 801: The Ancients

Meng Chao was overjoyed.

The enhanced version of the Three Great Basic Force-Exerting Methods was the first seed he had planted in the present world after being reborn from the apocalypse, a seed he hoped would change the future.

He had never expected that a seed planted so casually would take root, sprout, bloom, and bear fruit so quickly.

Meng Chao did not believe this was his own achievement.

Including the Wild Bull Technique, the enhanced version of the Three Great Basic Force-Exerting Methods had originally been forged in the Dragon City of his previous life by countless powerful warriors, soldiers, and ordinary citizens, watered with their battered bodies, unyielding wills, and ever-burning hot blood.

He was merely a porter from the future, flapping a butterfly's wings and bringing the "future" to the "present."

At the thought, Meng Chao could not help smiling.

"Uncle Shao, there's no need for any medals."

He said sincerely to Shao Zhengyang, "Neither the Three Great Basic Force-Exerting Methods nor the Limit Stream was my creation. They were the achievement of countless people. I merely stood on the shoulders of those who came before me and made a few insignificant improvements.

"Hearing that the blood of nearly a million Crimson Dragon Army soldiers will no longer be shed in vain is the best reward. I don't need any further rewards."

That answer made Shao Zhengyang raise his brows high.

The Crimson Dragon Army's foremost expert, known as the "Thunder God," gazed deeply at Meng Chao for a long moment before smiling from the bottom of his heart.

"Old Lei, you've found the finest successor," he said to Lei Zongchao with great feeling.

"Meng Chao is not my successor. We are merely like-minded companions on the path of transcendence."

Lei Zongchao smiled