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

As for how to hide his weaknesses, he stepped out of the room, practicing his punches while thinking.

Amidst the sound of his fists cutting through the air, Meng Chuan recalled his "foolish appearance" when he previously went to Principal Yang to investigate his meridians.

His heart felt slightly helpless.

It was from that moment that the other party became curious about him...

Yin Tianshou's previous mistakes had not yet ended, and he carelessly repeated them again...

"Learn from mistakes; when facing these martial arts elites in the future, make fewer contacts, show off less, and proceed with extreme caution."

He stepped forward heavily, punching with a straight fist that sounded like thunder.

Meng Chuan felt much more at ease, and much of his inner turmoil dissipated with this punch.

Since the enhancement of his [Divine] ability, Meng Chuan could slightly sense the "intents" of others towards him.

He was certain that Principal Yang had no malice towards him, only a curiosity mixed with inexplicable emotions.

Maintain respect but keep a distance in the future; there's no need to be as scared as a startled bird and drop out.

Thinking of the worst-case scenario, where could he run if the other party really planned something against him?

Joining the Demon Path or fleeing abroad, Meng Chuan wanted neither of these options.

"Just have minimal contact; if you assume the worst intentions from Principal Yang, at least you can remain inconspicuous on campus.

But if he delved further into his curiosity, it could very well turn into greed!"

[Unrivaled Flying General·Yang Huan], his meritorious achievements have spread widely, and he is undoubtedly a person of righteousness.

But the human heart is always complex, and as long as one is human, there will be desires.

Just like young Daoist Wang Ye, who received orthodox Daoist education from childhood in Wudang.

His abnormal actions during the martial arts competition in Taihang Mountain and his outrageous behavior of publicly coiling black threads.

In fact, he was influenced by the Dragon Demon, magnifying his hidden lust.

This shows that even if one's mind is as firm as a rock,

as long as there is a slightest crack of desire in human nature, it can be catalyzed into an abyss of greed...

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan couldn't help but recall his previous plans.

The initial plan was to report the optimized Five Elements Qiankun Fist to the Martial Arts Association through Yang Huan's connections.

To strive for a national award, even if he couldn't get the [Golden Tiger] medal, he could gain other benefits.

But at this moment, he completely abandoned that thought and even felt a twinge of fear.

"I can't take any more risks..."

He secretly warned himself that he must tread carefully from now on, and strictly implement the strategy of hiding his talent and maintaining a low profile.

Just before meeting Principal Yang today, he was still planning to authenticate those Limit Breaking third-grade fist skills one by one.

By exchanging them with the Martial Arts Association, he could earn national rewards, and also add official certifications to sell courses on short video platforms...

Killing two birds with one stone, as they say.

But now, all these plans have been decisively shelved by him.

"After the battle for the Martial Extreme True Inheritance, I must thoroughly keep a low profile..."

Meng Chuan's eyes were calm, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Next, he must dedicate himself to cultivation and accumulation of strength.

Only by being strong enough can he truly control his destiny, unaffected by others...

...

Meanwhile, at Yanhua Martial Arts University, Yong'an branch campus.

Training ground.

Lin Yue moved like a phantom, shuttling back and forth in mid-air, leaving trails of afterimages in the air, fully displaying the demeanor of a Martial Artist at the Limit Realm.

"Lin senior is truly formidable, probably not far from breaking through to becoming a Martial Arts Family member."

Someone from afar boldly praised.

His expression was peculiar, as if forced by someone else...

No choice, this damn Lin Yue has a strange quirk.

If you slightly displease him, you'll be "sparred" with.

Since he arrived at Yanhua, everyone's been under a lot of pressure.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment."

Lin Yue covered his mouth with a light laugh, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and that smile carried an indescribable allure.

Those being stared at by him could only feel a chill down their neck, hair standing on end.

Subsequently, they felt relieved, secretly grateful.

This lunatic didn't come looking for trouble today, good!

"Strange, why does this guy seem a bit normal today? No, something's off..."

That person was muttering, but then saw Lin Yue turning around, his sleeves fluttering with a rosy pink silk robe streaming back and forth.

At the same time, his fingers were pinched into an orchid shape, his steps lively like a Dan actress on stage.

His pupils contracted as he suddenly realized:

"No, it's not normal; it's even more damn perverted..."

Though Lin Yue turned his back and left, he sensed what the other had in mind.

He didn't, as usual, initiate a sparring invitation.

His steps didn't stop, heading straight back to the dormitory.

Upon reaching the bathroom, he posed in front of the mirror, appearing somewhat out of sync.

When his eyes met the green light in the mirror's reflection, he murmured softly to himself:

"This man's body still feels a bit unfamiliar..."

Lin Yue twisted his body back and forth, and slowly, his movements became more natural.

He smiled faintly in the mirror, looking from head to toe.

Upon seeing his lower body, Lin Yue's eyes showed slight embarrassment, then he reached out to awkwardly fumble twice.

"...Why is that thing missing?"

Qimu only then noticed that he lacked a certain item down below...

Missing is fine; having it would be uncomfortable anyway.

After grabbing twice more, he lay back on the bed.

While familiarizing himself with his new body, he flipped through the memories in Lin Yue's mind.

A moment later, his expression grew increasingly bizarre...

"This ball-less guy sure seems to attract a lot of hate...

Could it be that I've... done a public service?"

Coming back to his senses, Lin Yue glanced at the clock; it was time for him to go to class.

The first step of the Rebirth Plan, [Cutting], has been completed.

Next is the second step, integrating into society."

...

Great Chu's northern heartland center, Fengtian City.

Though it wasn't the New Year, Fengtian City was already decorated with red and colorful lights, celebrating everywhere.

The martial artists in their fit and exquisite outfits came and went, with excitement difficult to conceal on their faces.

The street discussions and the calls from shops and taverns were intertwined.

At this moment, the whole city was immersed in an intense anticipation.

Such grandeur was due to the upcoming eighty-eighth anniversary of the Northern United Martial Arts University's establishment.

Compared to the Spring Festival, the June 1st celebration each year holds significant meaning for the people of Fengtian.

This place, revered as the "Guardian of Fengtian," is a martial arts sanctuary.

Every anniversary is a martial arts event participated by the whole city.

This year coincides with the auspicious eighty-eight, making it even more extraordinary.

But the atmosphere within the school was entirely different from the excitement outside.

United University bases itself on martial arts, with more than half a month left before the anniversary—it was still early.

All teachers and students were calming their restlessness, focusing on martial arts practice with composure and tranquility.

In the depths of the Grandmaster's residence.

[Profound Slaughter Mountain Lord, Shang Ruyi] stood like a tiger crouching on a mountain, holding a divine treasure spear with one arm, stirring casually, causing winds and thunder to roar.

As the force gathered further, the tiger shadow behind him became more apparent.

Like inflated by the wind, it grew into an exaggerated ten-foot monster.

Beside him, Motohiko followed his posture, trying to grasp the divine charm of the Tiger Form.

Seeing the master's proud posture, overwhelming momentum, and the sweeping fists and kicks full of murderous aura.

Motohiko seemed to have an insight:

"The ten-foot tiger shadow nurtured by the master grows with combat as sustenance.

The true essence of the [Evil Tiger Drives Ghosts] lies not in resembling the form, but in nurturing power with murderous aura, integrating the tiger stance into oneself, truly practicing the body like a Tiger Form!"

"Hong'Er, not bad."

As he was indulged in his epiphany, Shang Ruyi had already ceased his stance, standing beside him.

When the disciple opened his eyes momentarily, Shang Ruyi handed the great spear to him.

"Take it, give it a try!"

"Alright!"

As soon as Motohiko took the great spear, a ferocious aura greeted him.

"This Second Grade True Martial [Life Severing Spear], after my nurturing, has already conceived the tiger's will within.

From the spear tip to the grip, it's filled with the fierce aura of the tiger. If you want to wield it, you must first overcome this aura."

"Understood."

Once the words fell, Motohiko tightly held the Life Severing Spear, and gray-white tiger aura rushed up his arm like a tide, muscles immediately bulging with ferocious ridges.

He let out a low shout, his gaze sharp and penetrating, firmly staring at the treasured spear in his grasp.

Amidst the shaking blade, despite the aura's ongoing wash, he remained calm and composed.

After a moment, the tiger's roar abruptly stopped, Shang Ruyi nodded and said:

"This time you used my aura for body refinement, in the future you need to cultivate your own aura to become a true tiger!"

He is the second youngest top genius on the Tiger Form path.

And the youngest Tiger Form genius is his beloved disciple, [Fierce Tiger King, Motohiko]!

"The third acupoint mutation is over, how do you feel?"

Motohiko knew his master was testing him, pondered for a while, and replied:

"After the internal acupoint mutation, I feel my wrist strength greatly enhanced, making Tiger Form Boxing more powerful.

Moreover, I can calmly nurture my spirit; not only does it improve my steadiness during practicing the [Lu Wu's Demon Exorcism Skill] Heart Method, enhancing efficiency. Today, absorbing the aura also helped a lot."

Shang Ruyi smiled and said:

"Nice, this is why I let you start nurturing aura today. The internal acupoint is located two inches above the wrist transverse line, between the two tendons.

After its mutation, the most crucial aspect is regulating the autonomic nerves, which is beneficial for nurturing Qi."

Motohiko nodded in agreement, now the spear was without any fierce aura, he raised both his hands, returning it to the master.

Yet Shang Ruyi waved his hand and said:

"The [Life Severing Spear] is bestowed to you, keep it for personal use.

These days, focus on nurturing your aura in the spear.

Every spear thrust out should be like the descent of the Tiger God, with power not weaker than Third Grade True Martial.

Meng Chuan has a sharp weapon in hand, you naturally won't be lacking."

"Thank you, master!"

Motohiko didn't know what to say, the Demon Suppressing Weapon Fist Glove [Mountain Lord's Tooth] he held was also a gift from his master.

And now, gifting the spear too, Motohiko thought silently.

Only by wielding Tiger Form True Skill to glorify the master's prestige can he repay the master's kindness!

Seeing his disciple's demeanor, Shang Ruyi nodded with satisfaction:

"The spear is now yours, rename it."

Motohiko thought for a moment, then smiled lightly:

"It will accompany me to the pinnacle of Tiger Form, let's call it... [Tiger Soul]!"

...

Two days later, in the United University cafeteria.

Meng Chuan finished serving breakfast and just found a seat to sit down.

From afar, Yang Huan also came slowly with a tray.

He realized he had been a bit "impatient" with his behavior yesterday.

Geniuses doubt easily; it's best to resolve misunderstandings to prevent Meng Chuan from creating distance with himself and the United University.

"The path of cultivation ultimately relies on oneself. Since you understand in your heart, I won't interfere much."

While peeling a tea egg, Meng Chuan's hands paused slightly before smiling and nodding.

He noticed the change in Principal Yang's attitude, his tense shoulders and back quietly relaxed.

Resolving misunderstandings was for the best.

Feeling Meng Chuan's thoughts, Yang Huan's gaze grew even warmer with elder's kindness:

"With the Martial Extreme True Inheritance nearing, focus on preparing for combat. If you have any issues, feel free to find me anytime."