With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

After hearing this, Meng Chuan nodded emphatically; he could understand this point.

There are only two ways to produce martial arts resources: the Demon Nest and the support of billions of ordinary people.

No matter which, it involves receiving the blessings of predecessors. One must constantly remind oneself never to squander them recklessly.

If I were a school leader, and there was a student in the Grandmaster Class wasting resources, waiting around for meals and doing nothing, not killing him with a single blow would mean I had a good temper...

...

There is a pavilion and palace on the northern slope of Lishan Mountain's mid-belly, built along the mountain's contour, where the eternally famous Lishan hot springs are located.

Meng Jiaolong took Meng Chuan to get familiar with the campus environment and then arrived here—[Huaqing Pool].

Meng Jiaolong originally wanted to stay here alone, but, alas, her mother wouldn't allow it...

"Once inside, I'll go find my mom. Meng Chuan, you put your things down and rest for a bit first."

Her mother [Flying Flower Chasing Moon Chen Qiushui], is a strong martial arts grandmaster living in the deepest part of Huaqing Pool.

Her perception can cover the entire Huaqing Pool, so Meng Jiaolong feared if she stayed too long, her mother would come...

"Okay."

The main entrance of the dormitory area was quaint, and Meng Chuan and Meng Jiaolong scanned their access cards beside a red-lacquered door.

The door slowly opened, and a majestic villa area came into view.

"The accommodation conditions aren't bad."

Meng Chuan thought to himself quietly.

This place was once the former palace of an ancient dynasty's emperor and his beloved consorts' hot spring bath.

Nowadays, time has changed, and it has become the Northern United University's Grandmaster Class and the residence area for martial arts teachers above the second limit level.

Because the place is only this large, even assistant tutors at the Martial Artist Level don't qualify to live here.

After the two separated, Meng Chuan found his villa dormitory following the house number.

Adhering to the principle of exercising caution, after putting down his belongings, Meng Chuan checked the house repeatedly, confirming it was safe before he felt at ease to move in.

The interior size was a bit smaller compared to his home in Huayun Prefecture, but for living alone, it was more than big enough.

The main advantage was that the front yard of the house was built very large, convenient for practicing martial arts outdoors, which greatly satisfied Meng Chuan.

Ever since entering this place, he could always smell a very faint sulfur scent mixed with floral and fruity fragrances in the air, quite pleasant.

Following the source of the fragrance, Meng Chuan found a hot spring pool in the backyard. It was created by geothermal heat, naturally warming.

On a stone tablet beside the pool, three large characters stood: [Star Soup].

He glanced up at the sky, without any obstruction above and around, indeed a place where one could see stars while bathing at night.

"Refreshing!"

Meng Chuan felt this university was indeed the right choice; after training martial arts all day, soaking in this pool at night was simply delightful.

He took out his phone to inform his uncle, aunt, and mentor about his safe arrival at the school.

His mentor replied, telling him to focus on practicing fist skills first, mentioning having spoken to Principal Yang Huan.

Regarding the meridian issue, his mentor said he would notify Meng Chuan in a few days when he was free to discuss it.

He happened to see Meng Jiaolong sending him a message, inviting him into a group chat.

Meng Chuan clicked agree, then entered a group chat named [Northern United University Martial Artist Grandmaster Class].

The group owner was none other than Meng Jiaolong's mother, seen during an earlier martial arts competition trial.

The administrator, named Shi Ying, was a martial arts student at the First Limit, who chose the academic path, starting as a tutor.

Meng Chuan counted, including both of them, himself, Xu Qingfeng, and Meng Jiaolong, there were only eleven people in the group.

Special Martial Arts University essentially adopts a small class teaching system; even normal classes only have about thirty students.

However, the number of people in this Grandmaster Class was quite few.

After all, the admission requirements are extremely high, followed by a rigorous elimination system. Coupled with the short history of the Lishan campus and its lack of foundation, it's reasonable.

Just after Meng Chuan changed his name in the group, his phone vibrated as Shi Ying, the administrator, sent out a notification to everyone.

[Welcome Meng Chuan, Meng Jiaolong, and Xu Qingfeng to enroll.]

Meng Chuan understood, this year the Grandmaster Class recruited only these three people.

He initially thought it was somewhat unreasonable, but later figured it out.

Usually, when practicing martial arts at United University, he interacted with the top young martial artists in the San Qin area, excluding those from martial family backgrounds.

Meng Jiaolong and Xu Qingfeng were even dragons and phoenixes among people, having the strength of eight levels at eighteen years old, considered top-notch throughout Great Chu.

He himself, during the Supernova competition, faced "old seniors" over twenty years old.

Holding such thoughts indeed felt a bit like "let them eat cake."

Seeing no one responded, Meng Chuan sent a smiley emoji to ease the awkward atmosphere in the group.

[Everyone, after a long journey, let's first rejuvenate today. Please gather at the True Dragon Pavilion at 9 AM tomorrow morning. Grandmaster Chen will arrive on time; please don't be late.]

Then, she sent them a reminder message with location attached for the three new students.

Meng Chuan responded with thanks, realizing Shi Ying was being very modest in her approach.

As a Martial Artist and assistant tutor, she shouldn't have been this way.

But then, thinking again, counting themselves, aren't they all "boasted" future grandmasters by United University...

The group owner Chen Qiushui, remaining silent until now, also sent a message.

[Tomorrow everyone wear martial arts uniforms, the baseline examination will allocate study points according to new regulations. Late arrivals will be counted as forfeiting and ranked at the bottom.]

Chen Qiushui has always been opposed to doing it this way.

Grandmaster Class students have no mid-term or final exams, since they are constantly faced with dynamic assessments.

The pressure was already heavy, and implementing a gradient study point system, she feared the effect might be counterproductive.

But there's no way around it; this is the Fengtian headquarters, a red-letter regulation stamped with the Sui Dynasty Spring and Autumn seal.

Even Principal Yang must abide by it, let alone myself.

At the same time, the other eight who have been silent in the group chat replied one by one, and Meng Chuan followed suit with his reply.

He then tossed the phone aside and began his Martial Arts training for the day.

Practicing martial arts should never be interrupted, and Meng Chuan patiently faced the new environment, calming the restless nature by practicing martial arts the entire day before going to sleep.

Lying in bed, after finally responding to Xu Qingfeng's late-arriving message, Meng Chuan set himself new goals.

"Win the championship in Shanghai by the end of the year, and advance to Martial Artist Level by the first half of next year."

...

At five-thirty the next morning, Meng Chuan's biological clock naturally woke him up.

After a simple face wash, he stepped out of his room and stood firm in the spacious front yard to practice martial arts.

During his qi breath regulation, Meng Chuan released his perception.

He could sense that many people, just like himself, were up at this hour to practice martial arts.

Among them were several auras far superior to that of Martial Artists, likely the teachers from the school.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh; the competitive atmosphere of martial arts here was intense, with so many people rising even earlier than him.

With Dragon Meditation reaching the second level, his spirit was even better.

If suppressing the body's habitual laziness, even if one didn't sleep for a day and night, they would still be energized the next day.

Therefore, as the king of competitiveness.

He decided to start waking up at four from tomorrow onward, outdoing everyone!

Flowingly circulating a mouthful of Thunder Fire Qi, he adeptly executed the Thunderbolt Hand skill four to five times.

During his practice, the revived Jiao Demon peeked out from behind his neck and bobbed its head in sync with Meng Chuan's arm movements.

Seeing that the sun had already risen, yet having not triggered Morning Dusk Enlightenment, Meng Chuan was undeterred.

Thunderbolt Hand skill was on the verge of progression without needing additional impetus, Meng Chuan calmed his mind and practiced for another half hour.

Until a point where his energy flowed thoroughly, it was exactly half-past seven in the morning.

Meng Chuan stood firm, regulating his breath, and transformed the sweat into white vapor rising from his body.

[Thunderbolt Hand: Proficient (99%) → Mastery (1%)]

For ordinary people, every progression in a first-class martial art always faces various degrees of bottlenecks.

However, with Meng Chuan, this does not exist, for every practice leads to results.

At this moment, with the smooth progression of the Thunderbolt Hand, newly born Qi Blood continually emerged from his acupoints, flowing through limbs and bones, finally converging in the meridians.

Once it settled down, Meng Chuan took a moment for perception.

Estimating his Qi Blood Value, it seemed it could increase by around fifty to sixty points.

"It should be nearing five hundred points, keep striving!"

Future progress likely wouldn't be at the current pace.

With two first-class fist skills successively achieving mastery, both were still far from Perfection, and there was a long way to go.

The newly mastered Qi Jiguang Long Fist was still at the familiar realm; progressing to proficiency wouldn't bring significant improvement.

"Next, still focus on Five Elements Fist, once achieving Perfection, reaching the Limit Realm of a common Martial Artist can be attained."

As for whether to practice the Thunder Method to seek qi sensation or continue practicing fist skills to gather Qi Blood, see what Principal Yang suggests in a few days.

Meanwhile, beyond Meng Chuan's line of sight.

The elderly gatekeeper responsible for the security of Huaqing Pool, his eyes gleaming, murmured while looking towards the direction of Meng Chuan's dormitory:

"This is the child from the exempt Grandmaster Class, breaking through on the first day of residence, seems Huaqing Pool blesses him greatly..."

Similar to the Shaolin Temple's sweeping monk, the Northern United University houses hidden [Supreme Masters], tasked with safeguarding Huaqing Pool.

...

Meng Chuan flexed his limbs, just in time to see his neighbor across the door waking up.

Xu Qingfeng had just woken up; stepping out the door to see Meng Chuan practicing, his face glowing with blood circulation clearly indicated he had been practicing for a long time.

"D**n, Meng, stop practicing, rolling even hardcore on the first day of school!"

Upon hearing the voice, Meng Chuan gestured to the surrounding dorms, winking at Xu Qingfeng.

"..."

Xu Qingfeng felt a surge of pressure; with such competitiveness, if he didn't keep up, he might not last long in the Grandmaster Class.

...

The two went to the school cafeteria, where breakfast was quite lavish; after finishing, they proceeded to the True Dragon Pavilion.

Today is the first day; they must leave a good impression on Grandmaster Chen, shouldn't arrive precisely at the time.

Following the coordinates sent by Shi Ying yesterday, Meng Chuan reached the core teaching area of the United University.

[True Dragon Pavilion] stands at the very center of this area, its exterior ancient and grand, built entirely of solid green iron stone, with every brick and tile exuding the charm of traditional martial arts.

Xu Qingfeng nodded and smiled:

"Principal Yang indeed has great taste; this True Dragon Pavilion just exudes vigor, truly makes one want to train all day."

Meng Chuan agreed, having already understood this martial arts venue from the Northern United University's handbook beforehand.

The pavilion spans two floors, covering five thousand square meters, with a layout similar to the advanced plan.

The lower level consists of the Martial Arts Hall and other functional areas, while the upper level is dedicated to the professional competition arena.

Unlike the advanced plan, this vast venue was exclusive to the nine members including their Grandmaster Class, practical as their class's classroom.