Meng Chuan was healing. Only now that he had Righteousness begun did he grasp just how severe his injuries were.
"I can only wear them down slowly, melting these Laws bit by bit. I'll treat it as another tempering of my Flesh." Meng Chuan sighed, then his expression changed sharply.
Why does it feel like something warm has filled me to bursting?
Meng Chuan felt energy appear out of nowhere inside him, filling his entire body. He felt so swollen!
Then he noticed the Different Dao Laws within him had grown hot, as though they would ignite at the slightest spark.
And if they were easy to ignite, Meng Chuan could melt them down much faster!
"Here I sit at home, and good fortune falls from the sky?" Meng Chuan glanced upward and instantly knew whose handiwork it was.
"Don't worry. I'll remember today's kindness! Everyone knows I, Meng Chuan, value loyalty above the clouds. For a drop of kindness, I'll repay you with a gushing spring!"
"If I really can return to the Chaotic Ancient Era someday, I won't treat you poorly!"
Meng Chuan muttered, "All the Wangzai milk you can drink!"
Someone in the Calamity Land went dark in the face. You really are a little shit, aren't you?
Having made his promise, Meng Chuan knew the man had heard it. He had not vanished as he would in the Later Era; it would have been strange if he weren't watching the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Meng Chuan gathered his thoughts and devoted himself to refining the Different Dao Laws.
The Laws contained in that enormous palm were profoundly mysterious. To Meng Chuan, they seemed to have reached the ultimate limits of fire and death.
They laid bare every mystery of those two Laws.
Of course, they