With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 860 - 620: Yin and Yang, Tempering the Soul, Three F

ditate for a while, first cast these thoughts aside.

"It would be great if a Great Saint from the avian faction could give a source shadow to help with Qi Blood Gathering Yang..."

Not only can it increase the probability of Qi Blood Gathering Yang, but after achieving Breaking Four, it can also endow the body with a postnatal mutation.

It can be said to be the most coveted resource by every peak Martial Arts Master.

However, she could only imagine it.

Even if she exhausted all her possessions, she couldn’t exchange for a trace of a strong’s source energy.

After Breaking Four, the cultivation resources needed beco even more.

Luo ng had made up her mind, the application for the associate professor title must be put on the agenda.

Besides...

The Infinite Martial Arts Dojo is not without its small aids.

Every year, it earns a net profit of several hundred million, accumulating over ti.

In the long run, even a Grandmaster would be tempted.

Luo Guanyun went to the Celestial Demon Realm, leaving the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo without a Grandmaster’s deterrence, hard to maintain its prestige as the number one dojo in the northwest.

In such a situation, it is appropriate for her, the "Jade Belt Green Luan," to take charge of the dojo.

Thinking of the embarrassnt of borrowing money from the dojo last ti, Luo ng couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed whenever she recalled it, while harboring a slight resentnt in her heart.

Once she becos a Grandmaster, everything will be resolved smoothly.

...

As the New Year approaches, the war in Taihang is limited to the upper echelons of Martial Arts and did not affect the ordinary citizens below.

The streets and alleys of Yong’an were lit up with festive decorations, every ho was putting up paper cuttings and hanging couplets.

A few days passed by quickly.

ng Chuan stayed at ho in retreat, cultivating.

Waiting for the chi of the New Year to explore the secrets of the Fire Dragon Cave.

Early morning.

ng Chuan sat at the dining table, eating the breakfast Xue Na prepared for him, pondering a matter in his heart:

"After the New Year, I have to visit the dojo. With the master absent, there are many things that require my signature and confirmation."

In the new year, the procurent of equipnt, personnel changes, operational investnts, and operating expenses of the dojo all need to be personally handled.

Unfortunately, ng Chuan also wanted to be a hands-off manager, just collecting money...

However, the highest authority of the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo is only held by him and the master, Uncle Liu is powerless.

But fortunately, the most it takes is a few days, and for the rest of the year, there’s no need to worry about it, leaving it to highly paid professional managers.

Besides, the master being "exiled" to purgatory ans he might not be able to appear for a long ti.

Afterwards, he will also need to occasionally visit the dojo to make an appearance when necessary.

The Infinite Martial Arts Dojo is too large, and wealth stirs people’s hearts.

Over ti, both inside and outside the dojo, there will always be people with little thoughts.

Outside the dojo, ng Chuan is not too concerned.

Aside from Secretary Wang and a few Martial Arts Grandmasters, he is already the most formidable person in Yong’an City, his connections are not inferior to his master’s.

Other local martial arts dojos, even if they have ideas, have to behave themselves.

The main thing is that the internal atmosphere of the dojo must not be chaotic.

ng Chuan needs to be present to tell them that the backbone is still here, and everything in the dojo remains the sa...

After the al, he was about to practice boxing when he received a call from Liao Chen of the Shaolin Temple:

[Congratulations to Donor ng on advancing to Martial Arts Master, and for subduing a great demon of the Demon Path, truly comndable!]

ng Chuan, familiar with him, replied irritably:

[Fat monk, isn’t this blessing a bit too late? I need to practice, speak quickly if you have sothing to say.]

[Amitabha—though the blessing is late, does it not hinder the compassion of Buddhist teachings? Donor ng, the Taihang battle is in three days, don’t you plan to co?]

[Well, I have matters at ho, next ti for sure.]

Liao Chen was speechless, will there even be a next ti?

[Next ti...]

ng Chuan heard sounds of scrabbling from the other end of the phone, and then Liao Hai’s laughter ca:

[Donor ng, if you can’t catch the Taihang battle, I reckon there will be plenty of national tasks to clean the battlefield after the new year, how about we form a team? Or you be the team leader.]

Previously, having reaped benefits in the Red Fiend Nest, Liao Hai hadn’t had enough...

[I have many matters after the new year, you guys go on your own.]

Hearing this, the two monks on the other end exchanged glances, their regret was palpable.

What a pity...

Subsequently, the two monks talked to him about the setup on the mountain and ntioned Shaolin, full of pride.

Coincidentally, ng Chuan was quite interested in this, so he listened attentively.