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

"It won't take too long, within two months, the Rock Body trait will be in hand."

Meng Chuan smiled with satisfaction, not regretting being a "loyal follower" of Grandmaster Doma.

By then, once the entire Doma series is collected, he will know how the unactivated Four Apparent Earth Veins of the Rock Pivot trait function.

Back in the dormitory, he glanced at the other Hard Skills, and under the effect of the Flesh Wisdom of the Meat Flower, his proficiency steadily advanced.

He looked down at his brother, bolstered by the Great Success Shaolin Iron Crotch Skill.

His good brother already had the semblance of an "Ancient Temple's Golden Bell."

"The advancement speed is good, only 30% proficiency away from Perfection.

The effect of the Flesh Wisdom activates during the cultivation of skin and flesh Hard Skills, my good brother has skin and flesh, no problem..."

But Meng Chuan believed this was only a small part of the reason.

The most crucial was his own extraordinary talent in that regard...

...

Gently rolling and kneading.

After soothing with top-notch techniques, Meng Chuan glanced at the clock, it was exactly three in the afternoon.

Recalling Grandmaster Chen's advice, he didn't go to practice his fists but got up to go to the office building to find Principal Yang.

Walking along the road, he pondered to himself:

"Principal Yang's sudden summon should be related to the Martial Extreme True Inheritance contest..."

It is the most critical component of the annual celebration on the headquarters' anniversary.

Moreover, this year marks the eighty-eighth year since the establishment of the Northern United University, making it exceptionally significant.

Meng Chuan also heard that this year is indeed different from past years.

There will also be heavyweight guests from other schools present to participate in the headquarters' celebration.

Therefore, Meng Chuan speculated that Yang Huan called him mostly to remind him of relevant matters.

To prevent any mishaps when going to the headquarters, he didn't think much of other things.

After going upstairs, he lightly knocked twice on the wooden door, and a gentle voice came from inside.

"Please come in."

In the room, Yang Huan was still standing with his eyes closed, with some small beads of sweat rolling down his face.

Meng Chuan focused, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan suspected this was the Celestial Posture practice within the Taiyi Three Talents Posture.

Before the other party could speak, he stood aside, continuing to watch, hoping to learn a thing or two.

A moment later, Yang Huan opened his eyes and spoke softly:

"Come, sit and chat."

"Alright."

Meng Chuan sat with a hint of regret.

He had seen nothing earlier; the practice of the Celestial Posture had no outward display of divinity.

Like the Man and Earth Talents, its effects were internal.

When Principal Yang cultivated, he seemed just like any ordinary being in this world, without any differences from common people.

But he knew that as a revered master, showing no abnormalities was the greatest anomaly...

This represented that his Inner Power realm had already reached the stage of returning to essence.

Unfortunately, Meng Chuan could not observe or dare to use the Divine to sense the internal workings.

Even though his relationship with the "mentor" was close, basic respect for Martial Arts experts was imperative.

Yang Huan made a gesture with one hand, and a steaming cup of tea appeared, inviting Meng Chuan to drink with him.

"Today, I just wanted to chat casually and to check on how your meridians are doing."

Hearing this, Meng Chuan felt grateful:

"Thank you, Principal Yang, for your concern. After advancing, my meridians are just like everyone else's, without any anomalies."

Yang Huan nodded thoughtfully and spoke warmly:

"You performed well in the Chen Cang operation. However, the sneak attack on the Upper Rank Celestial Demon was a bit reckless."

Seeing Meng Chuan bowing his head, he shifted the conversation to cultivation.

"I observe your abundant Qi Blood; you are soon ready to attempt the mutation of the Baihui atop your head.

This acupoint is the most crucial; on a minor scale, it penetrates the body's core qualms.

On a grand scale, it's the primary gateway for the body to connect with the heavens and earth.

When trying the mutation, specifically using the Divine as the guide, Qi Blood as the bridge..."

After explaining, a swirling galaxy-like vortex appeared in Yang Huan's palm.

"Weren't you curious just now about my standing Celestial Posture? You can refer to the Circulation Wheel method of the Celestial Posture, using your will and Spiritual Power like this...

Finally, solidify it with Qi Blood, and the mutation will succeed."

Yang Huan's former position as a top-class professor at Martial Arts University was evident in his well-articulated explanation of the acupoint mutation process.

Before attempting it, Meng Chuan already felt a sense of "I've got it!"

Digesting what was said, he saw Yang Huan lightly sipping tea, his fingers gently rubbing the cup's rim:

"I heard you've been practicing the ordinary Five Elements Fist skill recently?"

Meng Chuan nodded:

"Yes, I want to build a solid foundation before engaging in True Skill."

"Hm..."

Yang Huan's gaze subtly swept over him.

"Your meridians are somewhat unusual, so prior preparation is necessary before cultivating True Skill. If there's any hidden ailment... the earlier it's discovered, the better."

Meng Chuan, as if unaware, shifted the topic actively, speaking about the Martial Extreme True Inheritance:

"Understood, Principal Yang, do you think there's anything I need to prepare for facing the Tiger Form at that time?"

"Many in our campus cultivate the Tiger Form lineage of the Elephant Form Sect. Just spar more to familiarize yourself with its routines."

"Got it, then I'll go train with Teacher Pei for a while."

"Good, the teachers in our campus all have high hopes for you.

I've discussed it with everyone; whatever you wish to learn, they will teach."

Hearing this, Meng Chuan's face brightened, and he bowed in gratitude.

Yang Huan waved his hand, indicating it was nothing, and casually mentioned:

"Speaking of which, I encountered an old friend in the Demon Nest a few days ago, and just remembered, his meridians were also somewhat unusual, quite similar to your situation..."

Meng Chuan pretended to lower his head to drink tea, the steam from the cup blurred his vision.

"Principal, if I may ask, what specific abnormalities are there in that elder's pulse?"

He followed the conversation casually, but his fingertip surreptitiously rubbed against the cup's wall.

The tea was warm, and his palm... consequently sweated a bit.

"His meridians have nine twists and eighteen bends and had gone astray ten years ago.

Honestly, I wish I hadn't encountered him, years-long friends turning against each other. Tsk tsk, how sinful...

Back then, he was stubborn, I kindly wanted to use [Holy Gaze Reveals Truth] to help him, but he refused no matter what. Ah."

Meng Chuan sweated even more in his palm, he rubbed the cup wall, not knowing what to say.

Principal Yang's undertone lingered in the air, like a dull knife pressing against his spine...

The room was tranquil, Meng Chuan suddenly stood up to pour tea, breaking the stagnant atmosphere with his voice.

"Our paths are different, there's no need to blame yourself, Principal. We martial artists fight demons and uphold the way without needing to say much!"

"..."

Yang Huan also stopped speaking, nodded, and lowered his head to drink tea himself.

He believed that Meng Chuan must understand the nuances in his words.

Because fools can't break through to become a martial arts family.

Yang Huan wanted to use Holy Gaze Reveals Truth again to investigate, but the other party didn't actively respond...

No point in suddenly grabbing Meng Chuan's arm.

"Come, let your master check your body..."

...

The two continued chatting briefly, Yang Huan could clearly feel Meng Chuan's subtle speech and inner resistance.

"Forget it..."

Yang Huan sighed quietly.

The Qi Blood Martial Arts Era has just begun, with countless unknowns and possibilities.

The strength above peers won't come out of thin air; everyone has their own secrets.

If Meng Chuan doesn't want him to investigate, then... hold back and don't look.

If real problems emerge later, he will naturally seek help.

Coming to his senses, Yang Huan no longer mentioned pulse-related topics.

Instead, he informed the other party of the Martial Extreme True Inheritance reward matter.

"Give it your all, if you can seize it, that Third Grade battle armor I mentioned is very suitable for you.

As for its supernatural traits, you'll know by trying it at the time."

"Thank you, master, for the guidance, then I shall take my leave now."

"Go ahead, you slippery boy, be sure not to pull strings with everyone when you get to the headquarters."

Yang Huan cursed with a smile, waved to signal Meng Chuan to leave.

"Click."

Upon hearing the door close, Yang Huan shook his head and smiled.

He wasn't intentionally prying; besides his tiny bit of curiosity, he was simply worried about the hidden risks of Meng Chuan's pulse abnormality.

As a mentor, he had seen too many geniuses ruin their foundation due to impatience.

What a friend said in the past was not deception but a genuine example.

If the problem could be detected early, perhaps tragedy could be avoided.

...

Huaqing Pool Dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory, Meng Chuan's smile quickly disappeared.

He recalled the content and tone of Principal Yang's conversation.

That familiar probing feeling made his heart tighten!

Just like when Principal Yin discussed qualities with him at Yong'an Martial Arts University, the unmistakable exploratory implication.

Today, Principal Yang repeatedly mentioned the topic of pulse abnormalities, even using his former friend's example to testify.

He wasn't a fool and could naturally hear the implications within the other's words.

Hoping he would request the other party to again use [Holy Gaze Reveals Truth] to check.

At that time, Meng Chuan keenly sensed Principal Yang's attitude... was somewhat similar to Principal Yin's before.

All showed unusual attention and curiosity towards him.

But this time, Meng Chuan had learned.

As cultivation becomes increasingly profound, his secrets also grow more numerous.

Blood Thunder Seed dormant in the Primordial Spirit, elusive True Qi deeply hidden in the spring source.

Not to mention, the distinctive core method [Five Elements Qiankun].

These secrets like undercurrents, weaving a web within his body.

Besides Master, he must not let outsiders detect.

Meng Chuan operated the [Tao Heart Plant Demon] mind method while his knuckles unconsciously tapped on his knee.

Frowning, he pondered privately.

Recently, Principal Yin's invitation echoed in his ear, after congratulating his breakthrough, that sentence "come to Yong'an Martial Arts University to share martial arts family insights with juniors" was particularly intimate.

At the time, he pushed off with the reason of preparing for Martial Extreme True Inheritance, discerning the regretful tone in the other's words...

"Now, do I even have to guard against Principal Yang..."

Meng Chuan murmured secretly, his mood quite complex.

After the last circulation ended, he drank the half-cool tea in one go.

Getting up to open the window, he gazed at his blurred reflection on the glass, feeling somewhat downcast.

"Now I've progressed to being a martial arts family, yet still feeling so stifled..."

Thoughts flew out one after another in Meng Chuan's mind, ultimately, the figure in the glass stood taller.

He quickly adjusted his mood, nothing more to think about, and not so many convolutions.

Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient strength, fists not hard enough!

The gaze reflected in the glass regained firmness, Meng Chuan muttered:

"In the future, absolutely do not act arrogantly; if strength is insufficient, then stealthily develop. Just as Master Dong said, only brutes confront head-on, one must learn to hide the edge and guard the clumsiness."