NOVEL NEXT Chapter 294: Plans, "Mother-in-Law," and Secrets
But the money could only be earned by him; the certification for the new version of the National Fist is the highest in terms of prestige.
Others don't have this honor, no matter how envious they are, they can't share this success.
Looking back, the last recording was the dismantling of the National Fist movements.
Meng Chuan thought for a moment and recorded another fifteen minutes of National Fist movement corrections, and then uploaded it.
He continued to set the first two minutes free, and the following thirteen minutes cost 10 yuan.
Seeing the short video platform indicating the upload was complete, Meng Chuan pondered:
"The fertility rate in Great Chu has always been high, and every year countless children embark on the path of Martial Arts.
But families that can truly afford quality resources are, after all, few..."
He thought back to himself, if not for having the panel's assistance and his own persistence and effort,
he might still be struggling at the lower levels of Martial Artist phase.
Actually, after the first paid experiment, Meng Chuan felt:
Even if he raised the price to 20 yuan, doubling it.
The buyers would still be the same people, the quantity wouldn't change much, but the revenue could greatly increase.
But after careful consideration, he decided not to do so.
"10 yuan per class, for children from ordinary families, might be the cost of a lunch, relatively reasonable..."
Opening the backend data, Meng Chuan discovered that over thirty percent of the paying users were children under thirteen purchasing by themselves.
Many of the comments wrote: [Saved up allowances for a week, or pooled money with classmates to study together].
These sincere feedbacks made his original intention even firmer.
How much money is considered a lot?
Enough is enough, take it slow.
Moreover, Meng Chuan's ultimate goal is to make money from those wealthy people.
Not focusing on the small pennies from ordinary people.
Afterwards, he could launch monthly and annual packages for "high-quality clients".
Set up incentives like "Diligent Study Rewards", refund 50% fees for kids who check in daily for a year, etc...
All sorts of strategies from past life can be experimented one by one in the future...
But these business plans can't be implemented now, mainly because his current martial arts strength is not strong enough.
Only a one-limit Martial Arts Family, with limited influence and resource channels.
If he rashly expands the scale, it might attract the covetousness or malicious competition from powerful ones.
Moreover, long-term modes like annual packages require sufficient strength to endorse.
Only with strong enough power would those "wealthy people" feel assured, ensuring long-term stability of revenue.
Thinking about this, Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"Ultimately, it's still lack of strength. If I were a Martial Arts Grandmaster now, there's no need to worry about these trivial matters. Any idea can be put into action directly..."
To sum it up in one sentence:
Continue to strive; strength is fundamental, practicing martial arts is the true way.
...
The sun gradually rises.
Meng Chuan exhaled a mouthful of stale air, still failing to trigger the morning Dao that hears the scent.
After finishing his morning practice, he casually retrieved some nutrient paste from the refrigerator and ate it with bread quickly.
He didn't have time to go to the cafeteria for breakfast today because he had Chen Qiushui's Martial Arts Theory Class this morning.
Since the first advancement limit, Meng Chuan has never attended it.
Today he had time and many questions about Martial Arts Family to ask for guidance.
In the True Dragon Hall.
After finishing practice, the Martial Artist Grandmaster Class group proceeds together to the Martial Virtue Tower for class.
Less than half a year into United University, Meng Chuan has jumped from Martial Artist to Martial Arts Family.
His strides were too large for Meng Jiaolong to cope with.
Originally hoping to spend more time with Meng Chuan and cultivate feelings well.
But now that's all ruined...
Reflecting on this, she couldn't help but sigh:
"Since Meng Chuan advanced, he hasn't come to the True Dragon Hall again..."
The hall is crowded, not suitable for Martial Arts Family practice training.
If not practicing at his courtyard, Meng Chuan would find a spacious place within United University.
Meng Jiaolong knows that he is already different from them, long past the "stake-driving" age.
Xu Qingfeng walks while supporting the back of his head with his hands, and agrees:
"Yeah, initially thinking Meng would take me along for tasks to earn credits; now it seems hopeless."
United University explicitly prohibits Martial Arts Families from accepting Martial Artist level tasks.
"So needful of credits? Call me sis, let's hear it, and I'll transfer some to you."
"Sis, give me a hundred credits?"
Forget calling sis, Xu Qingfeng would call mom if he can get credits.
"Ah~ No way!"
After joking around, everyone felt a sense of nostalgia.
Meng Chuan and Chu Yanhu are breaking through one after another, leaving only a few of them in the class.
Li Tong swings forward with his arms around the tree.
"We need to hurry up too, can't lag much behind them."
Not to mention advancing to Martial Arts Family, this semester's assessment must meet the standard.
Otherwise, these old members of the Martial Artist Grandmaster Class will be "optimized" out by United University.
...
After the Martial Arts Theory Class, Meng Chuan bid farewell to everyone and followed Chen Qiushui outside.
Chen had previously mentioned that he could ask her any questions directly.
"Let's go, talk in my office."
In the office.
After a discussion on martial arts theory, many things he didn't quite understand became clear at this moment.
No wonder a Grandmaster specializing in education, indeed more professional than his master...
Chu Yanlong is still waiting for him to spar; Meng Chuan intended to bid farewell to Chen Qiushui but heard her asking back:
"I heard that aside from your core techniques, you haven't learned any True Skill level fist skills. Are you keeping up with your qi and blood cultivation?"
Knowing the other person was concerned for her, Meng Chuan smiled and said:
"No problem, the questions I asked you earlier were to prepare for the first major acupoint transformation, which should happen in a couple of days."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qiushui was somewhat surprised.
Meng Chuan's progress had been less than two months, and counting from the time she formally began her practice, it had been just a month, which was remarkably fast.
"Did you buy the Great Pill aids?"
"I only recently started using them. I want to transform the Baihui as soon as possible.
I want to have a better chance at competing for the Martial Extreme True Inheritance during the United University's main campus celebrations in June."
Chen Qiushui nodded secretly to herself, even with medicinal aids, such speed was extraordinarily fast.
"Alright then, as long as you know what you're doing. In the future, it's best to practice two more True Skill fist skills for combat practice and qi and blood cultivation support.
The ability of ordinary fist skills to leverage new qi and blood decreases as you increase their number.
Once you have a solid foundation, you can start learning. Since you are fond of Five Elements Fist, I can recommend a Grandmaster level expert in Five Elements Fist for you, just prepare the credits."
"Thank you, Grandmaster Chen!"
Although he currently wasn't practicing True Skill level fist skills, Meng Chuan knew that he would learn them sooner or later.
Especially the Ancient Martial True Skills, which certainly contained powerful limit-breaking qualities.
Just the thought made Meng Chuan a little restless.
Calming his mind, he admonished himself:
"I cannot get carried away; I still need to follow the plan. Start with ordinary fist skills, build the foundation while working on Five Qi Chaoyuan.
Once his Five Elements related martial knowledge reaches a certain level, learning Five Elements True Skill level fist skills will yield twice the result with half the effort, and this won't be much different from burying my head in hard work now."
Comparing the two, it's obvious that the gains are greatest by first building the foundation and then practicing, which allowed Meng Chuan to restrain his restless heart.
On the other hand, Chen Qiushui took a sip of tea, feeling somewhat moved.
If Meng Chuan could maintain his current pace of progress.
In less than ten years, she might have to regard him as a peer...
She thought to herself:
"This kid is interesting. Besides being extraordinarily exceptional at external training, his other aspects... are just so-so...
Unexpectedly, after breaking through the martial arts family stage, his progress didn't diminish but increased. He's quite a weirdo..."
Chen Qiushui thus concluded that, besides that unknown quality, Meng Chuan definitely had some "little secrets" hidden within.
However, she didn't care. Anyone who could enter United University's martial arts study wasn't lacking in talent.
Yet, to stand out among many geniuses, personal effort, talent, and opportunities are indispensable.
Needless to say, Chen Qiushui also had her own "secrets."
The martial path is full of encounters. As long as Meng Chuan doesn't endanger United University, his secrets need not be questioned.
What she was more concerned with was how to guide his growth, perhaps... he might help connect bridges for her daughter in the future.
Meng Jiaolong seems interested in this kid, and as a responsible potential mother-in-law... No, as a responsible mentor, I should find an opportunity to fan the flames...
Meng Chuan noticed Grandmaster Chen drinking tea while her expression became increasingly benevolent, which somewhat unnerved him...
"What's the matter... Grandmaster Chen."
"Oh... nothing, you can go now.
By the way, try to find time to visit Principal Yang after two this afternoon."
"Understood, I'll take my leave then."
After giving a cupped-fist salute, Meng Chuan quickly left.
He could feel that Grandmaster Chen's attitude towards him was slightly different today.
Her words were much less cold compared to the past.
"A good sign..."
...
After leaving Chen Qiushui's office, Meng Chuan headed to Dong Yue's residence to begin today's training.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The vibrant session ended.
His whole body was as red as a hot iron, with fine blood beads seeping from his pores, which disappeared completely after turning back into his body under the control of the Flowers of Flesh.
Dong Yue let out a breath of turbid air, sighing inwardly:
"True Qi even makes my hands feel prickly, this kid's skin is getting tougher and tougher..."
Seeing Meng Chuan constantly admire his own body, he couldn't help but admonish:
"Boy, you'd better be careful, don't think you can fear nothing just because you have a tough body.
Remember, the purpose of external training is to improve fault tolerance, not to make you reckless.
Don't think because your hard skills are excellent, you can be completely fearless.
Like back when Chen Cang wasn't there, you were getting a bit too bold.
At that time, the hair of an upper-rank Celestial Demon could easily penetrate your defense.
If it had clawed at you, see if you could have taken it."
"Understood, I'll definitely keep a low profile in the future..."
Master Dong was saying all this for his own good, so he accepted the lesson humbly.
Moreover, what the other said made sense, ever since the "Flowers of Flesh" broke limits and gained a liberation state.
Meng Chuan often relied on his physical advantage, not dodging enemy attacks, using a reckless fighting style.
Reflecting on it now, he realized that he had been somewhat complacent...
It's not just about hard skills and traits.
After advancing to the martial arts family stage, he felt somewhat "fearless."
Thanks to Dong Yue's advice, Meng Chuan suddenly understood.
He pondered:
"I shouldn't continue like this in the future, I need to restrain myself, or else sooner or later, I'll get into trouble..."
...
After resting for a moment, he looked at the panel.
The four hard skills he was practicing were all nearing their later stages, with proficiency accumulation speed significantly reduced.
As such, he hadn't been paying much attention to the relevant progress lately.
Today, upon looking, he found one skill was nearly on the verge of breaking the limit.
{@Doma Iron Body: Perfection (60%) -> (61%)}