Capítulo 482: Dance of the Saber Under the Moon

The painting's every brushstroke contained Meng Chuan's emotions and memories. As he stared at the painting, he felt as though he could see the beautiful things he had experienced with his wife.

When Meng Chuan was completing this painting, he naturally sought answers from his inner self. It had affected his Essence Soul greatly. As he painted, his Essence Soul had constantly emitted a spiritual glow. However, it remained a sixth-level Essence Soul, even after he finished the painting.

I've finished painting. I've calmed down. Meng Chuan sat under the tree and waved his hand to put away the painting. I think I can continue cultivating calmly now.

Meng Chuan was unlike King True Martial—who had doubted his cultivation path. Meng Chuan didn't doubt his cultivation path at all.