Meng Chuan had never seen the Maoshan Daoist arts of this world, but that did not stop him from giving Lin Fengjiao an opportunity.
And Meng Chuan gave him more than a legacy of Daoist arts. He also transformed Lin Fengjiao's physique, allowing him to gather spiritual energy and refine qi even in an era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was thin to the point of vanishing.
Gathering qi from the void was no problem. His surroundings would not affect him.
This planet's future truly was one where Evil Spirit ran rampant and Daoist arts vanished.
Ordinary physical means could scarcely deal with Evil Spirit, either. With Uncle Jiu left behind as a Seed, the future of this world would be entirely different.
With his transformed physique, a few decades of cultivation would make him all but invincible under heaven.
Meng Chuan had also done what he could in other Planes, leaving Other Selves behind. It could be said that he had saved yet another world from a future of despair.
Meng Chuan felt that if the Boundless Chaos Sea had some sort of world protection organization, it could consider giving him an award.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Meng Chuan's True Body, outside the world membrane, abruptly turned toward a certain direction.
He sensed something coming from there at incredible speed, heading straight for this world.
Whatever was racing toward him felt extraordinary, yet it also gave off an air of weakness.
"What is that?" Meng Chuan wondered. After a moment's thought, he concealed himself and erased his traces.
Some time later, the thing's appearance came into the range of Meng Chuan's divine sense.
It was a dim Pearl covered in cracks, clearly in poor condition.
But Meng Chuan's eyes narrowed as he watched from hiding.
It