Breaking Through Rank Seventy, Joining Forces to Hunt the Hundred-Thousand-Year Thunder-Winged Golden Roc

Xiao Wu stepped closer, taking the initiative to close the distance between herself and Meng Chen. Pressing herself against his chest, she listened to his heartbeat. "Then you can't abandon me because of this in the future."

"I won't."

Meng Chen said.

The two leaned against each other by the lake until the moon hung bright in a sparse sky and dawn gradually rose.

Xiao Wu had thought they would finally be able to spend their days wrapped up in each other's affection in the Star Dou Great Forest. Yet the next day, her A-Chen said he wanted to cultivate.

"Only strength can make ordinary people shut up."

Meng Chen declared righteously, then went to the Thunder Marsh where Thunder Kui had once lived and cultivated with the help of its dense lightning-element power.

Because the Thunder Hell Vine had yet to mature, the Thunder Marsh was not much different from when Meng Chen had first seen it. It had not formed a spectacular sight like Ten Thousand Thunder Valley.

Meng Chen remained there for an entire month.

A full month later, Meng Chen was still seated cross-legged as he had been when he first arrived, meditating and cultivating his Soul Power.

Xiao Wu sat beside him, keeping him company as she watched Meng Chen steadily grow stronger.

Over that month of continuous cultivation, Meng Chen's aura rose at an even, stable, and exceedingly swift pace, quickly approaching that critical threshold.

At that moment, Xiao Wu's gaze tightened slightly.

She could sense that Meng Chen's Soul Power seemed to be struggling to cross some barrier, its fluctuations becoming somewhat violent.

Xiao Wu suddenly grew nervous, but she restrained herself from making any sound that might disturb Meng Chen. Joy and worry alternated across her face.

After a while, the fluctuations