With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 397 Demon Seed Perfection! The Decisive Decision of Bewitching the Mind! Daoist Wuyang!

She couldn't stand Meng Chuan's ascetic lifestyle.

Seeing her daughter want to go up to the attic, Xue Na leaned closer and whispered:

"Don't bother your brother. He said he's about to break through to the second level."

Let him focus on his martial arts training; we'll take care of the logistics.

"Level? The second limit, I suppose."

"Yep!"

Meng Yiyi inherited her natural talent and comprehension entirely from her parents, and she knew almost nothing about martial arts.

However, since the research lab's projects often involve collaboration with martial artists, they naturally understand what the second limit represents.

Upon realizing this, Meng Yiyi couldn't help but gasp, her heart filled with turmoil.

Her laboratory has many collaborations with masters of the second-level martial arts.

However, all of these people are over forty or fifty years old, and it is very rare to see them even in their thirties.

His younger brother, Meng Chuan, was not yet twenty.
I recall the scene in the laboratory where the field team leader, a fifty-year-old expert in finite element technology, who was hired by the project team at great expense, was treated like an honored guest.

Meng Yiyi clenched her sleeves, thinking about her younger brother's martial arts achievements.

At this moment, it had already exceeded her understanding of what a "martial arts genius" was.

"Mom, you're right, let's not bother my brother anymore."

After Meng Yiyi finished speaking softly, the mother and daughter quietly retreated back to the living room.

Firecrackers were going off outside the window, and the figure sitting cross-legged in the attic was emanating a strong magnetic field that enveloped the entire villa.

Meng Chuan introspected his primordial spirit, and his Dao heart, like a leaping radar, burst forth with a soul-stirring tremor from its depths.

The demonic energy surged through the meridians like a living thing, receiving the final nourishment from the acupoints, growing as powerful as a dragon crossing a river.

The newly generated blood and energy freely transform into essence and drip into the muscles and bones.

As the crisp notification sound from the mental panel rang, Meng Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing:
[Demon Seed in the Dao Heart: Level 4 (99%) → (100%)]

Zhonghan City is located in the southern part of Shaanxi Province, at the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains.

It is separated from Yong'an by mountains, and they face each other to the north and south.

Fang Jianxing looked at the intelligence he had gathered with the help of the two major demonic forces, Tianwaitian and Huanmodian.

He rubbed his fingers together, lost in thought.

"Luo Guanyun has finally shown up in Yong'an. Where did he go before?"

Fang Jianxing believed that Luo Guanyun must have gotten it through the incident of accidentally becoming a Grandmaster in the island nation last time.

What have you thought through and understood?
He grew increasingly anxious, his sixth sense urging him that if he didn't take action soon, he would truly be doomed.
He first tried to obtain the "Core Chapter" through his apprentice, Meng Chuan.

I should go back to the island nation to find the old comrades and retrieve the four fragments.

He needs to make a decision quickly.
After a moment, Fang Jianxing muttered to himself:
"If Luo Guanyun continues to guard his disciple, I'll return to Japan first. Otherwise, I'll obtain the core chapter first!"

Fengtian City, the main campus of the Northern Associated University.

After finishing his training, Principal Sui called his disciple Yang Huan.

[Yang Huan, what's the situation inside Ling's Demon Nest? Do you need my help?]

There was some noise on the other end of the phone.

Yang Huan was resting in the command room outside the Demon Nest, preparing to fly home for a New Year's Eve dinner.

A moment later, his voice came through intermittently:

[Master, Zhou Sheng and the two Heavenly Kings are still working together to destroy the node. Everything is fine, so you can rest assured.]

Sui Chunqiu astutely pointed out:
Did you look with your eyes?

Yang Huan fell silent.

On the other end of the phone, Sui Chunqiu sighed and said:
You're not a child anymore, use it less. Don't let that eye become your death warrant.

[Your disciple understands.]

Seeing that Yang Huan listened to him, Sui Chunqiu nodded and continued to ask:
[By the way, is Meng Chuan about to break the 2-point mark?]

"Pretty much. I don't think this kid accepted Ling Nu's summons. He probably won't have time to come, but his breakthrough should be in the next few days."

[Alright, Yang Huan, please take good care of this kid. Didn't you say before that he wanted to travel to Wudang and Shaolin after the New Year? Make sure he has all the necessary protective measures.]

Meng Chuan participated in the campaigns to subdue the Demon Summoning Palace on multiple occasions.

His ruthless attacks and exceptional martial arts talent make him a formidable threat that his opponents must eliminate.

Sui Chunqiu was not the kind of person who was overly concerned about the growth of his students.

He advocated that martial arts should be about honing one's skills, and that life, death, success, and failure are all forms of cultivation.

But then again, Meng Chuan was just too "rigid," and too much rigidity can lead to breakage.
On the other end of the phone, Yang Huan nodded and said:

Don't worry, Master. All necessary protective measures will be in place. I will hand them over to Meng Chuan when he prepares to depart.

"Alright, and don't neglect your own cultivation either. I'm waiting for you to break through to the Martial Arts Heavenly King level and come to Fengtian to take over my position."

I'll do my best, Master.

Meanwhile, not far from Principal Sui's place of cultivation, in the Grandmaster's mansion.

“Hong’er, in addition to your superior physical constitution and the ‘Wind Follows the Tiger’ trait, your spirit, energy and vitality are also highly unified.”

The biggest obstacle to breaking through to the second level is no challenge for you; you can break free of that constraint right now.

Wu Hong's face showed a complicated expression, and he shook his head, saying:

"Master, let's wait a little longer. My mind is not at peace, and I'm afraid the chances of failure are very high."

"Why?"

Shang Ruyi could sense his disciple's unease, but he didn't know why.

Actually, he himself has been quite troubled lately.
The Mountain Lord has vanished, leaving only an avatar for it to observe and learn from; it is unknown when the true body will return.
Upon hearing this, Wu Hong opened his eyes and said helplessly:

"Master, the thought that even if I break through to level two, I still can't beat Meng Chuan, who is at level one, makes my heart ache."

"Don't think about these things. Keep practicing. When your master teaches you the Tiger Form Divine Skill, you'll have a chance to surpass Meng Chuan!"

"Is it true, Master, that Meng Chuan will not learn any more divine skills?"

"Stubborn to talk back!"

Upon seeing Wu Hong's appearance, Shang Ru sighed:
"What you practice is martial arts, which is two words, not just 'martial arts'."

Your desire to defeat Meng Chuan is merely a matter of martial prowess; you have forgotten your own "Dao" (the Way).

The word "Tao" encompasses all things in the world, and perhaps what you are experiencing right now is what you need to pay for in pursuit of Tao.

Wu Hong seemed to be deep in thought:
"Failure?" Shang Ru asked earnestly.
"This is not failure. When you achieve success, Hong'er, it will simply be the beginning of your journey."

Yan Huazong, also known as Yan Huawu University's main campus.

Zheng Chengcheng stood in the main hall practicing Tiger-Style Fist, with a yellow dragon swirling behind her and her fists wrapped with tiger-like force, each move bringing with it a sharp gust of wind.

The true energy dissipated with the force of the fist, causing the candles in the hall to tilt to one side.

Beside her, Zheng Zhenzhen, dressed in a plain, fitted robe, watched her brother practice boxing and exclaimed how impressive he was.

In the distance, King Zheng looked at the brother and sister, feeling deeply gratified.

Especially the older brother, Zheng Chengcheng, who recently broke through the second limit and his progress is frighteningly fast.

Although there is a large supply of martial arts resources, Zheng Chengcheng's own talent and hard work are indispensable.

Now, he has begun to practice the tiger form as well.

To complete the [Zen Mind Roaring Tiger] skill, laying the foundation for cultivating the [Dragon Tiger Great Compassion Ode] divine skill in the future.

The "Dragon and Tiger Great Compassion Ode" is Zheng Yulan's core practice method.

To begin practicing cultivation, one must first establish a foundation in the Qi and energy of the symbolic school, specifically the dragon and tiger forms.

Similarly, it is also necessary to gather the compassionate power of the "Great Compassion Mantra" and understand the true Buddhist meaning of "stopping killing with killing, ultimately returning to compassion".

Therefore, Zheng Chengcheng still has a long way to go.

Cultivating this top-tier divine skill is not easy; one must continue to work hard to build a solid foundation and proceed step by step.

After correcting Zheng Chengcheng's movements, Zheng Yulan looked at her granddaughter Zheng Zhenzhen beside her, feeling equally gratified.

"Although Zhenzhen is a bit slow, having just entered the Martial Arts realm, she can already begin cultivating the [Buddha's Wish to Ferry the Dragon] technique."

Feeling hopeless about becoming a Great Sage, she devoted the rest of her time to protecting all living beings and subduing evil spirits.

She has no regrets if she can teach her two grandchildren well.

Her children's outstanding achievements brought a sense of comfort to her weary soul after a series of battles.

Seeing Zheng Chengcheng stop meditating, Zheng Zhenzhen asked curiously:
"Bro, are you strong enough to beat my idol now?"

".who?"

"Meng Chuan!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Chengcheng's face showed a look of realization.

He had also heard a lot of news about Meng Chuan while he was on the mountain.

He was shocked by the fact that the opponent had managed to amass nearly six thousand battle merits within the Demon Nest.

Hearing his sister's words, he finally smiled and said nonchalantly:

"Of course I'm confident. My brother is now at the second level of the limit, so I can easily handle him."

"Meng Chuan is about to break the second level, what will happen then?"

"We'll only know after we fight a match."

Zheng Zhenzhen's eyes lit up as she said:

"When are you guys fighting? Take me with you!"

She had wanted to go down the mountain for a long time, but her grandmother stopped her, so she had to stay in the mountains and cultivate herself.

Zheng Chengcheng seemed to have thought of something, and smiled inexplicably:
"Soon, there will be an opportunity in a while."

This is the ancestral home of the Chen family in Shanghai.

Chen Xuan performed a sword dance, winning cheers from the guests.

The white-haired elder at the head of the table stroked his beard and nodded, while the young martial artists looked at Chen Xuan in the arena with awe in their eyes.

Chen Xuan sheathed his sword, took his leave, and sat down. His cousin Chen Jing, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said:

"Xuan-di, your sword dance is quite good, very impressive."

Chen Xuan nodded, his expression calm and composed.

He was not a talkative person to begin with, and he was already used to the praise from others.

Chen Jing continued:

"I told Meng Chuan that you wanted to spar with him, and he told you to bring it on, hahaha."

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up, as if he had become interested, and he nodded, saying:

"Cousin, I'm going to the Shaanxi region after the New Year. I'll ask him for some advice then."

At the foot of the Qinling Mountains, on the outskirts of the [Ling Nu] Demon Nest.

Lu Zhuxiao and his former military friends team up to hunt down the Heavenly Demon.

"Teacher Lu, when will you break the three-point mark?"

His friend had recently broken through to the Master realm, and was now joking around while fighting enemies.

Lu Zhuxiao stabbed the high-ranking demon in front of him to death with a single thrust of his spear, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Once I've collected enough Meridian Opening Pills, I'll go into seclusion!"

Having risen through the ranks by sheer force of battle, they were no match for the two of them.

Only after fighting their way to the designated outer edge could they hear the earth-shaking sounds coming from the depths of the demon's lair.

Within the thick fog, a shimmering purple demonic aura condensed into an arc of light, streaking across the ten-mile-long sky, even tearing cracks into the void itself.

Above the sky, a figure in a Taoist robe stood in mid-air.

Behind him, ripples spread, coalescing into a celestial palace, a magnificent palace of jade and jewels, like a mirage.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhuxiao and the other man couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

It seems that a great demon from the [Ultimate Darkness] has emerged from the node and is confronting Daoist Wuyang!
The two quickly retreated, moving away from the battlefield.

Lu Zhuxiao thought to himself that Chu Yanlong and the others were also inside the Demon Nest.

We need to find these kids first, and warn them not to get too close to the inner circle of the Demon Nest where the node is located.

As he searched for the group, he muttered to himself:

"Has Xiao Meng already broken the second rank?"

Unfortunately, all electronic devices inside the Demon Nest malfunctioned; otherwise, one could check the official website of the United Nations University to find out.

Meng Chuan is the latest generation of martial arts master at Beilian University.

His progress in martial arts, and even his every move, captivated the hearts of many.

(End of this chapter)