With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 747 - 592: Demonic Thoughts Rise Again, Destroy Ever

[Hey, ng Chuan? What’s up?]

Motohiko was surprised, wondering why ng Chuan would call him, a rare guest...

Their relationship wasn’t particularly good; they didn’t really know each other even after a fight...

ng Chuan didn’t waste any words and got straight to the point:

[It’s . Do you want Tiger Soul or not? I’ll sell it to you cheap, returning it to its original owner.]

On the other end, a twinge of reluctance passed through Motohiko’s heart, followed by determination:

[No need, I got Tiger Courage.]

Shang Ruyi, to encourage Motohiko to break through in Martial Arts, specially selected a Third Grade True Martial weapon for him, centered on Tiger Demon True Spirit, Tiger Tooth for swallowing blade, Nightmare Tree for the shaft.

Motohiko nad it [Tiger Courage] in mory of the lost Tiger Soul.

Now with sothing better, he naturally didn’t need Tiger Soul anymore...

[Alright.]

ng Chuan had to give up. It’s normal for people to forget the old when they have sothing new.

On the other end, Motohiko quickly asked:

[Don’t hang up yet, how is your cultivation now?]

He asked because he had a competitive streak.

[Still haven’t broken three.]

Motohiko pursued further:

[How many stars have you lit up?]

Fighting is definitely out of the question; he’s well aware...

But Motohiko is confident in his cultivation speed, having gathered 180 star acupoints to date.

The second limit path has taken less than a year and is more than halfway through.

This speed already surpasses his master Shang Ruyi, and he’s even about to overtake Shao Yu!

He’s a genius in Tiger Form; when he practices Tiger Form Boxing, his Qi Blood gathers at unparalleled speed!

Thinking of this, Motohiko felt a bit smug.

Martial Arts isn’t just about fighting; it’s about traveling faster and farther!

ng Chuan felt a bit impatient, disinclined to talk more after refusing to sell Tiger Soul:

[About three hundred stars.]

[What?! How did you...]

"Beep, beep, beep..."

ng Chuan directly hung up the phone. His ti was precious; he had no patience to hear Motohiko’s exclamations and was preparing to head downstairs and go out.

On the other end, far away at the Fengtian headquarters.

Listening to the busy tone of the disconnected call, Motohiko’s expression was stunned, still holding the phone in a daze.

Large droplets of sweat ran down his forehead. The twitching corners of his mouth testified that his heart was far from calm.

"About to break three? So fast..."

He thought his Qi Blood cultivation could surpass ng Chuan, but who would’ve thought?

Once again, he’s been made a fool...

From the school anniversary True Lineage contest until now, ng Chuan’s Martial Arts Cultivation went from being behind him, catching up, and then surpassing him.

Next, is he going to be left far behind?

The thought made Motohiko restless.

Train!

When the ridians are tired, practice Secret Technique, not daring to rest anymore...

The silence room was not soundproof; in the room next door, Shang Ruyi, standing in a stance, clearly heard the conversation between the two.

Upon knowing his disciple was falling behind, he wasn’t angry but instead showed a hint of a smile:

"With that boy motivating him from the front, it will surely stimulate Hong’Er’s fighting spirit better; this year’s national talent has great hope, maybe even the Morning Dawn Martial Arts could achieve a good result."

National talent, with five people selected from reserves each year.

The world is full of talents; even as a genius, one must fight desperately to qualify as national talent; there’s no easy way.

In Shang Ruyi’s view, why does he regard Motohiko as a Martial Arts genius more suitable for Tiger Form than himself?

Not only do his roots and characteristics match, even Motohiko’s personality is akin to a tiger.

Before becoming "Tiger King," he was always striving hard.

But once he claid the mountain as king and achieved so cultivation results, he would unknowingly start being lazy...

Countless facts visible before his eyes, Shang Ruyi had to believe that ng Chuan was destined to be a leader of his generation.

Others might be frustrated and unable to recover, but Motohiko is different.

Having soone around, an invisible whip, propels him to strive farther beyond his previous limits...

...

Yong’an, Huayun Prefecture.

While ng Chuan was on the phone, he sensed there was an "unexpected guest" visiting his house...

The first floor.

Xue Na heard soone knocking on the door and looked through the peephole.

A girl, tall and beautiful.

A gentle and friendly aura wafted through the door crack, making Xue Na feel like basking in the spring breeze, greatly lowering her guard, and subconsciously opening the door.

The girl stood outside, aware of etiquette, not entering directly:

"Hello, Auntie, I’m looking for ng Chuan."

"Looking for ng..."

Xue Na spoke halfway, just about to ask why she was looking for ng Chuan when her eyes suddenly brightened.

The girl outside was bright-eyed with a tall figure, at least a head taller than herself.

"Another little lady, even better looking than the previous two..."

Thinking of this, Xue Na smiled and quickly said:

"You’re looking for Chuan’er, right? Have a seat; he’s upstairs training. I’ll call him for you."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

She kept her peripheral vision locked onto the stairs, with a faint intimidating aura lingering.

Her confidence in the rumored strength of ng Chuan increased.

Xue Na led her to the living room, brought so fruit, and turned to call ng Chuan from the bottom of the stairs:

"Chuan’er, a young lady is here to see you, nad..."

Xue Na turned around, seeing the girl with a sweet smile:

"Yang Yue Lian."

"Nad Yang Yue Lian!"

Xue Na thought, what a nice na.

The girl was beautiful, like a fairy, and more importantly, very tall, almost 1.9 ters.

Wow, this paired well with ng Chuan, who was over two ters.

No wonder the previous two girls who ca didn’t have any follow-up with Chuan’er.

One’s figure was average, and the other was too short...

"This one is more suitable..."

Thump, thump, thump...

Footsteps sounded on the stairs.

As Xue Na turned to call out again, ng Chuan happened to co downstairs, eting the gaze of the unfamiliar girl on the sofa.

At a glance, [Spirit Sll] automatically activated to discern aura.

Second limit master, Qi Blood subtly wafted from the skies, surfacing under the skin with a faint redness.