With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 421 - 386: Newborn Demon Nest, Fallen Old Lu, and Ba

On the other end of the phone, ng Chuan chuckled:

[Soon, Auntie, I’m at a critical juncture in martial arts training, I’ll definitely be ho before the new year.]

[Mm-hmm, your martial arts training is important, learn well from your teacher, Auntie...]

Listening to the family’s chatter, ng Chuan wasn’t the least bit impatient.

anwhile, he stretched his slightly stiff muscles after finishing his hard skills practice.

He smiled and chid in from ti to ti.

A mont later, after hanging up the phone, the smile on ng Chuan’s face froze.

Looking out at the snow-covered scene, his mood was sowhat lancholic.

ng Chuan wasn’t worried about the entire world; he didn’t have that capability and didn’t concern himself with it.

Instead... as the whole of Great Chu entered an extrely cold climate.

The activities of the Demon Nest beca increasingly frequent, beginning to impact ng Chuan’s martial arts training.

Chen Qiushui, Taoist Qi, Dong Yue, and even Lu Zhuxiao and Zhao Chun, all familiar ntors to ng Chuan.

Within this month, they have thrown themselves into the efforts to suppress the Demon Nest uprising, building defenses alongside the San Qin Defense Army.

Under the snow cover, the Demonic Qi was instead full of life.

The erosion of reality was increasingly intensifying, even the training environnt at Huaqing Pool was being disturbed.

He stood in the wind and snow, wearing only a short shirt, practicing his fist skill.

With a single breath, he adjusted and felt the sluggish flow of Qi Blood in his ridians, shaking his head.

At this mont, the mortal world already bore so semblance to the "Extrely Cold Heaven" inside the Demon Nest...

Coming back to focus, ng Chuan continued to concentrate on his punches, restraining the impact of the weather on his training.

Given the great situation, all he could do was try his best to adapt, rather than change.

...

Afternoon, at the Northern United University martial arts arena.

ng Chuan faced three opponents.

Using two second-tier Five Elents Fist skills, he fought fiercely against the Dragon and Tiger brothers and a sixth-sense senior from the Grandmaster Class.

After dozens of rounds, he knocked the three of them off the ring in turn, looking relaxed as if it hadn’t taken much effort.

The onlookers praised him one after another:

"Impressive, I think ng’s skills aren’t inferior to my fist skill teacher."

"Certainly, after all, he’s the first Martial Extre True Inheritance from our Yong’an campus, its value is evident."

"Senior Brother ng’s strength is evident, and he will definitely be on the Grandmaster rankings in the future!"

"You’re thinking small, your perspective is small, I see Brother Chuan has the potential of a Seven-Limit Great Saint, he will surely be another pillar for our human race in the future."

"Your perspective is also small, I think the mystery of the Eighth Great Limit is mostly dependent on ng God’s breakthrough."

"...Indeed, your perspective is grand."

Lately, many public class teachers have gone to various places in San Qin to suppress the Demon Nest and hunt Celestial Demons.

Students have plenty of free ti, frequently gathering to spar and compete.

Every martial fight between Grandmaster Class students becos the focus of attention.

Three more challengers ca forward, ng Chuan twisted his wrist, stood up to face them.

Before the fight started, soone concernedly said:

"Brother ng, just to the point, okay?"

ng Chuan’s strength was renowned at United University, his punch stances heavy, and his Power was elusive.

Even resisting one punch, the various flavors of combined force penetrated.

Even without the True Qi added, taking a hit was quite uncomfortable.

"Rest assured."

ng Chuan clasped his fists and smiled.

In the next instant, seeing the three form a triunity formation rushing toward him, his eyes shone with a radiant glint.

ng Chuan lightly tapped his toes on the ring, his form approached like a specter.

Before the punch edge reached, the stirred wind pressed so tightly that the three’s dragon robes flapped wildly.

ng Chuan’s arm swung like a whip, the first opponent raised his arm to block.

But felt a Spiral Strength penetrate the bone, the entire arm instantly went numb and hard to lift, stumbling over a zhang away.

ng Chuan stepped forward again, flipped a kick and a bright palm, a leg pinning down the opponent’s knee joint, palm pushing his waist and abdon.

With a puff, the Protective True Qi was like a cardboard, pierced through instantly under ng Chuan’s palm force.

Bang!

The person flew nearly a hundred ters away, tumbling off the ring.

"Thanks for holding back, Brother Chuan."

The person knew ng Chuan didn’t use his full force.

Otherwise, the penetration of that palm could even break his waist into two pieces.

ng Chuan nodded in response, turned to face the remaining two.

These three challengers were all skilled from fourth to sixth sense.

Controlling his force with ease, winning was also a skill.

The second person retreated hastily, ng Chuan seed to have anticipated his move.

In a quick reversal, his hand grabbed like a shocking swan.

But the person saw, ng Chuan’s five fingers were thick and strong, knuckles protruding, looking like he had a pair of flesh-colored gloves on his hand.

His arm locked, in the next instant his whole body lifted off the ground.

The two-ter giant, picked up by ng Chuan like an eagle catching a chick, thrown with trendous force, was flung off the ring.

anwhile, the last person gritted his teeth and attacked strongly, ng Chuan neither dodged nor avoided, extending his arm like a giant python wrapping him tightly, then completely locked.

"Brother Chuan! Stop! Ouch... I concede!"

Again easily defeating three, observing ng Chuan’s effortless appearance, the people below the stage sighed in admiration.

All are genius students from special martial arts universities, yet at the sa level, why can there be such a big gap between people?

They couldn’t understand.

ng Chuan cupped his hands and conceded, then jumped off the ring and departed.

That’s it for today, in the past week, he would set aside ti every day to act as the ring leader, waiting for others to form teams and challenge him.

On one hand, to not neglect practical combat while training.

On the other hand, the two second-tier Five Elents Fist skills he has are at the Limit Breaking stage.

To accelerate the limit-breaking progress, while recent sentints were limited by the weather, in actual combat, one could find the way ahead.

Of course, there’s perhaps a "national special agent" observing in secret, he must show a bit...

...

Huaqing Pool.

Just as ng Chuan returned, he encountered a familiar figure he hadn’t seen for half a month.

"Master Lu is back?"

"Whew... back, earning battle achievents is truly not easy."

Lu Zhuxiao looked weary and went to ng Chuan’s courtyard to sit.

This ti he went out for nearly half a month, and only earned two thousand battle achievents.

The more he thought, the more bitter Lu Zhuxiao felt:

"I don’t know how that kid is so extraordinary, nearly six thousand battle achievents in a week..."

A single Upper Rank Celestial Demon is worth only dozens of battle achievents, how did he do it, he’s not human...

ng Chuan noticed Master Lu’s thoughts and changed the topic:

"Master Lu, what’s the situation with the Cold Crow Demon Nest outside the city now?"

"Cold Crow" is the latest convergence collision that resulted in a Level 2 Demon Nest outside Yong’an City.

Not just this one, with the unprecedented winter cold, the intersections between the Celestial Demon Realm and the human world are becoming increasingly frequent.

All over the country, Extre Cold Heaven phenonon Demon Nests are springing up like mushrooms after the rain.

In the San Qin region alone, there are three newborn Extre Cold Heaven phenonon Demon Nests.

Besides Cold Crow, there’s also another Level 2 Demon Nest, "Snow Demon Deer", outside Pucheng.

And the Level 3 Demon Nest, "Bell Maiden", at the foot of the Qinling Mountains.

Upon hearing ng Chuan’s words, Lu Zhuxiao sighed:

"Don’t worry, the two Level 2 Demon Nests have been completely suppressed.

Only Bell Maiden remains, as the node is too close to the ultimate darkness of Qinling.

To avoid unexpected issues, it’s currently sealed off by the Defense Army, awaiting ti for the Great Saint to deal with.

Our Northern United University mainly handles the Cold Crow Demon Nest, whose nest master, Great Demon, was jointly killed by Old Dong and that newly arrived Xingyi master, now it’s just cleanup work left.

Sigh, Xiaong, you tell why I’m so useless.

Old Dong is about the sa age as , he’s about to sprint for Grandmaster, yet I’ve been stuck unable to break three limits, sigh..."

ng Chuan comforted him:

"Master Lu, you’re already very strong."

Lu Zhuxiao shook his head with a bitter smile, looking at the tall and strong figure before him.

He feared... he might not even be able to beat this kid now...

"Alright, you kid, focus on your cultivation, breaking two limits early is key, demon nests aren’t your worry.

The country looks forward to your talents showing strength in later stages.

A Martial Arts Grandmaster or Celestial King can equal thousands of people like ."

"Master Lu... don’t say that..."

It was clear that Lu Zhuxiao’s mood wasn’t good.

ng Chuan could only extend his hand, inviting him to a duel between n.

"Master Lu, let’s have a match!"

After all, when he’s in a bad mood, he likes to box.

"...Damn you, don’t add fuel to my fire.

I just got back from the Demon Nest and I’m tired, let’s talk tomorrow, grab your gun, see you at Lotus Creek at eight in the morning."

"Alright."

...

Watching Master Lu’s slightly dejected figure.

ng Chuan pursed his lips, also feeling powerless.

"Master Lu... currently seems stuck at Pile Skill for breaking three limits..."

Pile Skill is a challenging issue every Martial Arts Family must face.

Xingyi two-limit experts stand on the "Three Talents Earth Posture".

Under introspection, the body’s ridians are like the trunk of a great tree.

Completing one-limit six apertures linked is like six "Primary Branch" limbs extending from the ridian trunk.

The goal of two-limit Pile Skill is to build on this foundation.

Sprout 355 "Side Branches" from the primary branch limbs until the entire tree’s upper outline is ford, then the cultivation is considered complete.

Compared to one-limit Earth Posture, the daily ridian retraction speed.

Two-limit Pile Skill "decline" happens faster.

To maintain a reasonable Pile Skill progress, standing eight hours daily is unmovable, relevant ridian Opening Pills are essential.

Lu Zhuxiao invested all he had into opening ridians.

He spared no effort to break three.

But two-limit Earth Posture isn’t easy to stand.

The pain of Pile Skill isn’t just empty talk.

Its test on the body, mind, and perseverance spans the martial arts career.

Wanting to fulfill daily Pile Skill ti on the body requires the basic essences of the Three Flowers.

Lu Zhuxiao stands for five hours daily, already his physical limit.

He can only keep taking ridian Opening Pills to gradually let the ridian primary branches sprout new buds.

ng Chuan clearly rembers Master Lu saying more than once.

If he had ng Chuan’s physique, he would’ve been a master long ago...

Once entering the realm of martial artists, talents aren’t just bone and comprehension, now include the "Essence, Qi, and Spirit" foundation of the Three Flowers.

The forr two remain fundantal, the latter Three Flowers add bonus points.

For example, Lu Zhuxiao, if "energetic," wouldn’t find Pile Skill progression difficult.

Thinking of this, ng Chuan sighs helplessly.

It’s a pity his talents can’t be borrowed by Master Lu.

If borrowable, "Horizontal Training Holy Body" plus one certificate ensures enduring achievent.

Could let Master Lu experience Pile Skill at flying speeds.

The key is one certificate ensures enduring, previous day’s Pile Skill accumulated proficiency doesn’t decay, it is praised by all who use it...

...

anwhile, at the Fengtian headquarters.

Shang Ruyi stared at the Beast King Map hanging on the wall, worried inside.

"Mountain Lord... where have you gone..."

After contacting Liu Celestial King and gaining relevant experience, he re-established contact with the ferocious beast in the painting.

But the reply left him cold...

"I have a matter to handle, you proceed with your cultivation."

With that, the contact was again severed...