Monster Yaoyao soon shook off the gloom of being thoroughly defeated by Meng Chuan.
After all, before she pestered Meng Chuan into fighting her, Monster Yaoyao had known how it would end. She was no match for him.
Still, losing so swiftly and decisively had shaken Monster Yaoyao.
"Three thousand years east of the river, three thousand years west! Don't look down on a young woman just because she's poor!" Monster Yaoyao raised a fist at Chu Feng.
"I'll keep getting stronger!"
Meng Chuan privately thought Monster Yaoyao might as well skip ahead to Duan De's tears, but he nodded approvingly. "That determination is a good thing."
"My cultivation has reached a bottleneck that's hard to break through. The future belongs to you."
"Are you lying to me?" Monster Yaoyao asked suspiciously.
"Why would I lie to you?" Meng Chuan shook his head, then laid it out for Monster Yaoyao.
"Do you know how many living beings there are in the Lesser Netherworld?"
Monster Yaoyao shook her head. "No one does. They're impossible to count."
"Then do you know how many universes like the Lesser Netherworld exist, or how many are far larger?"
"..." Monster Yaoyao stared at Meng Chuan, a strange look in her eyes.
"I've never left the Lesser Netherworld. How would I know?"
"Oh, right. I forgot you've always stayed in the Lesser Netherworld," Meng Chuan said. "Never mind. I'll tell you."
"Universes like the Lesser Netherworld are too numerous to count. Their number is astronomical."
"There are worlds as countless as grains of sand in the Ganges, each holding immeasurable living beings. Yet among such an enormous, incalculable multitude, the number who have successfully broken through the bottleneck I now face..."
"From the creation of heaven and earth until today, there haven't been more than twenty."