With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 246 - 230: Master Luo’s Past, Unreplaceable! (3k)

Regaining his senses, ng Chuan continued his stance practice.

With his persistent daily practice of boxing, he beca increasingly close to reaching the blood vitality limit of other martial artists.

Two days ago, ng Chuan wanted to ask Yang Huan whether it was around five hundred points that he should attempt to cultivate True Skill and sense True Qi.

Or whether he should wait until his ridians were filled with Qi Blood.

Unfortunately, as the principal of Yong’an Campus, the other party had been busy with martial examinations recently and was simply unavailable, so ng Chuan had to give up.

No matter how fast he cultivated, accumulating another hundred points of Qi Blood to surpass five hundred.

He would have to wait until September, after the university sester began.

By then, he would surely find the ti to inquire about it.

Recently, he had focused primarily on the Five Elents Qiankun Fist, while other fist skills were only practiced in passing.

Even so, the second-tier Kōngtōng Long Fist he learned from Lu Zhuxiao had also been mastered proficiently.

This was the benefit of an improvent in martial reasoning.

Many fist skills have similarities, such as while practicing the Scattering Thunder Hands, he suddenly figured out a crucial point.

Applying it to other cultivation techniques could instantly enhance their proficiency.

He was in the midst of an intense workout when he suddenly received a call from his master.

Recently, Luo Guanyun had been making up hours in the Demon Nest and was rarely at ho.

ng Chuan was also curious about his reason for contacting him.

[What’s up, Master?]

[Did you asure your Qi Blood when you were practicing martial arts today?]

[It’s over four hundred points now, rising quickly.]

On the other end, Luo Guanyun felt a joy in his heart upon hearing this. Then, as if recalling sothing, his gaze dimd.

[Co to my house tomorrow afternoon, you are of age now. I’ll have your mistress cook a couple of dishes, and we two can have a drink.]

ng Chuan’s expression was thoughtful. Listening to his master’s tone, he had a hunch...

[Okay, I’ll co over at five in the afternoon tomorrow.]

[By the way, it has been confird that the Demon Path Grandmaster Li Xiao appeared in Ern Gorge and then fled to the wilderness.

A venerable-level strongman from Great Chu’s official ranks is tracking him down. This person is on the run, so you can be at ease for the ti being.]

[Understood.]

This person is audacious enough to kill even a deputy team captain of the police departnt without hesitation.

A while ago, ng Chuan contacted Chief Long Jiu, who always expressed regret whenever Liu Jinglong was ntioned.

ng Chuan felt the sa way, but there was no help for it. This world is so perilous that even a martial artist family cannot stand apart.

After hanging up, ng Chuan’s determination to practice boxing beca even more resolute.

"Keep working hard, for myself and for my family..."

...

At eleven o’clock at night.

In the room, ng Chuan sat cross-legged in ditation, practicing the Dragon ditation Technique.

Ever since advancing to the second level, he had felt a slight increase in his perception every ti he finished cultivating for the day.

Although the improvent was very subtle, accumulated over ti it was no small gain.

The role of perception is extrely important, just as Master Luo had said.

It’s like having another pair of "more genuine eyes."

After twenty minutes, a glint of sharpness flickered in ng Chuan’s eyes, and the dragon-shaped imprint on his brow faded and disappeared.

"Although my spiritual power improves slowly, it’s good to maintain this constant progression, persisting slowly until the ti cos to practice the Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill..."

He had long since guessed the purpose of Master Luo finding him tomorrow.

No matter the advice, ng Chuan’s Dao heart remained resolute!

"It’s getting late, better get so sleep."

...

The next day, early in the morning, ng Chuan woke up to a barrage of phone ssages.

Both ng Jiaolong and Zheng Zhenzhen were constantly complaining to him about various matters concerning the examination hall, both worrying they wouldn’t achieve their desired scores.

The martial exam consisted of multiple sections including physical assessnts and live combat tests. Due to the large number of candidates and the complexity of exam items, it took a full week to complete.

ng Chuan offered a couple of comforting words, but thought to himself that both of them were "insiders," and with their strength at the eighth level, there was nothing to worry about...

As he watched the sun rise, ng Chuan put down the phone and stopped chatting further, seizing the ti to practice the Five Elents Qiankun Fist.

By today, he had completely discarded the notion of awakening his senses at dawn and dusk.

It’s as if the rising sun was his signal for boxing.

Like eating and drinking, practicing boxing at dawn and dusk had beco a habitual practice for ng Chuan.

At five in the afternoon, Huayun Prefecture A003.

ng Chuan arrived punctually as promised.

Upon entering, ng Chuan sensed that only his mistress was at ho.

Ren Ping opened the door, holding a spatula in her hand and wearing an apron around her waist.

Seeing ng Chuan, she greeted him warmly with a smile:

"Xiaong is here, have a rest on the sofa first. Your master is at a city council masters’ eting and will be back soon."

"Okay."

ng Chuan was planning to go to his master’s martial arts chamber to practice so fists, but saw Ren Ping entering the kitchen, setting down the spatula, and coming out to say:

"Your master won’t need to patrol that Demon Nest at night in the future. If there’s nothing else, co practice more fists, and your master’s wife will prepare night snacks for you all."

ng Chuan replied with a smile:

"Sure, master’s wife. From today onwards, I’ll co every day. It’s good that master doesn’t need to patrol anymore; it wouldn’t be good if he ran into Li Xiao."

Although Master Luo is also a Grandmaster, Li Xiao is greatly renowned, ng Chuan feels his master likely isn’t a match...

Ren Ping poured hot tea for ng Chuan, saying:

"Sigh, your master doesn’t think so. He’s actually hoping to hustle more in the Demon Nest and save up so money."

ng Chuan fell silent, a wave of bittersweet emotions rising in his heart.

He looked down at the rising steam from the cup, his thoughts swirling.

Master Luo treats him like a son, not only teaching him all he knows about Martial Arts but also considering everything for him, spending generously on him daily.

Previously, he even risked danger running around in the Demon Nest just to raise funds for his True Martial pursuit.

This kindness weighs as heavy as mountains.

With that thought, the living room suddenly fell silent.

ng Chuan isn’t particularly good with words, and the two fell silent for a mont.

He drank the rolling tea in his cup, while Ren Ping adjusted the folds of her apron, then gazed softly at the sycamore tree outside the window.

After a mont, her voice ca with nostalgia:

"Xiaong, let tell you about your master’s youth. He’s thin-skinned and surely hasn’t told you."

ng Chuan noticed the photo of his master and master’s wife in their youth beside the TV cabinet, Master Luo smiling brightly.

He nodded and said:

"Okay."

Following his gaze, Ren Ping sighed deeply:

"Your master was a Martial Arts genius from childhood. At nineteen, he left ho for Fengtian, passed the Northern United University’s main campus examination. At twenty, he initially entered the Nine Gates, earning the ’Martial Extre True Inheritance’ title that year. By twenty-three, he progressed to a Martial Arts Family mber.

Tis are different now, not quite comparable. But back then, your master Luo Guanyun was unmatched among his peers."

ng Chuan felt a wave of emotion, knowing from the recent influence of Lu Zhuxiao how valuable the Martial Extre True Inheritance was.

"Unexpected that when Master Luo was young, he was so outstanding. But Master is still excellent now, and is indeed a renowned Martial Arts Grandmaster."

As he thought this, he heard his master’s wife continue:

"It was also that year your master defied the deceased master’s advice and forcefully inherited the Luo family’s True Skill, ’Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill.’

ng Chuan felt the seriousness, knowing a key point was coming.

"Initially, your master showed astonishing progress, advancing through the second major limit within two years, faster than becoming a Martial Arts Family mber. Benefiting from the high adaptability of the Thunder Skill, he broke into the third limit within five years.

Not just the Northern United University’s principal and professors, but everyone at the ti believed your master had the potential of a Celestial King or Great Saint.

Until at thirty-five, he couldn’t suppress the Thunder Seed anymore, which started drawing Qi Blood from him. Initially, his cultivation could offset the consumption and still have surplus. Your master thought progressing to Grandmaster might solve it, at worst, just be a bit slow.

But he was wrong. The Thunder Seed grew greedier, requiring him to train eight hours a day to match the consumption. Its activity and size ballooned, forcing your master to cultivate a Water Attribute True Skill to balance it out. Hence why you rarely saw him back then."

At this, Ren Ping couldn’t help but sigh:

"Although now due to an encounter he has beco a Grandmaster, he still can’t solve the Thunder Seed’s drawback. If you solely pursue cultivation, you might follow his old path, be certain you fully consider."

ng Chuan felt the sa way.

He also thought, without Master Luo’s kindness, he’d never choose this path.

But based on his current insight, unless the cultivation technique is perfected and optimized to break the limit.

The difficulty of this, within Great Chu, except for himself with ’One Certification Eternal Certification,’ not even a Celestial King or Great Saint would make it.

As for solving the Thunder Seed’s demands on the body, ng Chuan has already found a way, he won’t act recklessly.

If he wants to optimize Thunder Skill to help his master, ti is also essential, not wasting it grappling with the Thunder Seed.

ng Chuan thought to himself:

"If the Thunder Seed wants to draw Qi Blood from my body, I just won’t give it..."

This is one reason he persists in pursuing traits like ’at Flower,’ ’Bone Flower,’ and Hard Skills core trait.

ng Chuan intends to achieve complete control over his body through these traits.

From the tiniest cell to the whole body, controlling everything that belongs to him.

"You Thunder Seed want to absorb my Qi Blood, I say you can’t, and you won’t!"

Venerable Yin once said, "A person can only have one trait, but one trait can have multiple functions."

Thus, throughout Great Chu, gathering all these traits, perhaps only he can do it.

According to ng Chuan’s current progress, before cultivating Thunder Skill, he likely can only break the limit of ’at Flower’ trait.

Solely relying on the ’at Flower’ trait can’t sustain, which was his previous worry.

But hearing his master’s wife’s words just now cald him instantly.

ng Chuan believes with the accumulation of traits, his progress speed will exceed his master’s, not fall behind!

If ’at Flower,’ ’Bone Flower’ won’t do, he’ll continue searching for traits that adapt to controlling the body.

If Northern United University doesn’t have them, he’ll look at other specialty Martial Arts Universities.

Before reaching Martial Arts Master, he will achieve 100% mastery of his body!

But if he can’t reach that, ng Chuan also has a way.

Then he’ll just not break through to Martial Arts Master, as long as he lives, Master Luo still has hope...