With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 90 - 89: Another Epiphany, Special Reward

Japan.

In the dry rock garden, a girl draped in a crow feather cape gazes at the cherry blossoms scattered under the tree.

"Fear is dead."

Fang Jianxing still wears a faint smile on his face, kneeling in front of the ukiyo-e screen.

The girl flicks away fallen cherry blossoms with her fingers, standing still beside the bronze sacrificial tripod in the courtyard’s center.

"The seed has returned."

The girl suddenly opens her mouth, her tongue is surprisingly a bifurcated double-headed snake, its forked tongue probing into the blood-colored liquid in the center of the tripod.

After some exploration, she retrieves an object resembling a beating heart.

The surface of the object is covered with nerve-like flesh tendrils, emitting an eerie sound reminiscent of a baby’s cry.

As the flesh tendril is lifted, tens of thousands of vengeful spirits’ skeletal arms simultaneously reach out from within the tripod.

The Seed of Fear pulsates and expands between the bone claws, gradually forming into an embryonic shape.

The reflection in the tripod shows Yuan Huan’s curled up figure in the detention room, and the Hu brothers’ frozen fear in front of their mentor.

Finally, everything halts in the blaze shooting up to the sky.

"Encountering that Great Chu fire dragon, the nourishment has not met expectations."

"Mirror, go tell the children in Osaka, it’s time for watering."

...

The days quietly return to their calm course, the streets are still bustling with traffic, and pedestrians rush by.

"That’s how things are."

Meng Chuan has already heard from his uncle and Chief Long about the events that followed at the police station, still not at ease internally.

The evil Demon Path, the eerie seed, the bizarre death, all stir waves in his mind.

Thinking of the Hu brothers and Wang Xudong’s innocent plight, he can’t help but feel a trace of pity.

After a brief silence, his gaze becomes resolute and determined once again.

"The deceased have passed; only by strengthening myself can I seek the truth and protect peace."

...

Early morning.

On the rooftop at home, Meng Chuan meditates on the key points of the Luo family’s Eight Extremes, clearing his mind of all distractions.

He starts practicing the Luo family’s Eight Extremes, as time passes, his moves become increasingly smooth, the force behind his punches becomes more intimidating due to bloodshed!

He immerses himself in the state of having killed the viper previously, with the panel text of the [Luo family’s Eight Extremes] flashing again in his mind.

Since killing and shedding blood twice, the Luo family’s Eight Extremes is no longer a mere fist Martial Arts technique but his unique killing skill!

Amidst the punches and kicks, a familiar state resurfaces again, a sense of epiphany surges within him.

Clearly, killing the enemy is also a heart-training process.

"The feeling is back."

After a long interval, he feels this peculiar state akin to being a martial genius once again.

If others knew Meng Chuan was progressing so fast and had epiphanies every now and then, they’d probably be furious with envy.

Meng Chuan steadies his stance, sinking his energy into the dantian.

Then he immediately unleashes a punch, power surging from his heels upward.

Harnessing the core power from his waist and abdomen, it instantly channels into his fist tip, a "boom!" like a bowstring breaking and thunder crashing, fierce and vigorous.

Afterward, his leg muscles suddenly exert force, his body leaps to the edge of the rooftop, his shoulder smashing towards the sky with a force like a thousand pounds.

Then he turns, flips his elbow inward, and begins striking Long Fist.

His movements are expansive, actions flowing smoothly with a robust and orderly mix of hard and soft.

His long arms crack like whips, his punches strike fiercely, retracting instantly to transform into palms, gliding gracefully like flowing clouds.

He effortlessly manipulates the essence of the Luo family’s Eight Extremes, every move brimming with momentum, as if to kill, distinct from his past punches.

After practicing vigorously for nearly three hours, as fatigue wells up within him, the state of epiphany gradually fades away.

"Hah—"

Catching his breath, Meng Chuan looks at the Martial Arts Limit Breaking panel, with a satisfied smile on his face.

[Luo family’s Eight Extremes: Mastery (60%) pending Limit Breaking]

Three hours of effort, proficiency increased by nearly 10%.

"Did not expect this epiphany’s effect to be so good, akin to more than ten days of hard practice, Qi Blood probably will reach the sixth level without waiting for the breakthrough to maturation."

He once again feels the fresh Qi Blood surging within, clenches his fist feeling the explosive force, very pleased.

"Keep striving, soon I’ll break the limit, Chaotic Heaven..."

Meng Chuan silently anticipates the arrival of the {Chaotic Heaven (Intermediate)} trait, as the initial traits of heavy impact and light body have helped him greatly.

"Chaotic Heaven’s effect will surely be more extraordinary, its name even sounds more dignified."

Going down to have breakfast, the school needs to suspend classes for a while due to previous events.

Meng Chuan plans to visit the dojo after eating, it’s been a while since he visited the dojo to guide the juniors, he might as well measure how far he is from the sixth level in Qi Blood.

Meng Chuan holds two slices of bread in his mouth, with medicinal paste sandwiched in between, a new way to eat he’s recently devised.

Picking up his phone, he glances at the news, noticing that it only mentioned a terrorist attack on the school, and Principal Yin’s intervention at the end.

This is all thanks to the Juvenile Protection Law; inside the school, the surveillance regarding Meng Chuan’s fight was also destroyed.

To prevent him from being targeted by [Black Water Company], the Demon Path organization.

"Ding ding ding."

The phone emits notification sounds for a message.

Meng Chuan clicks open the pop-up.

[Yong’an City’s Research Institute: Citizen Meng Chuan, please come to the Beilin District Weapon and Technology Research Institute on a working day next week to claim your reward. (Note: Police department assistance reward)]

Meng Chuan is curious, he thought he would receive a hefty award again, but this time’s reward seems indeed different.

He calls Chief Long Jiu, who only mentions it’s something new, you’ll know when you go.

Setting aside these thoughts, Meng Chuan logs into the Martial Arts Association market to buy some herbs, preparing to make more ointments. freewebnoveℓ.com

With ample funds, his martial arts consumption is increasing recently, better to prepare more just in case.

...

Inside the police department.

Long Jiu sits in the chief’s office, exhausted and worn out.

The Celestial Demon doesn’t say anything, it’s just too unstable, running into it is bad luck.

But recently the Demon Path martial artists seem too bold, even daring to make trouble in schools.

The provincial department’s safety officer will arrive in the city for inspection within these two days due to the recent various incidents in Yong’an City.

Thinking of the official’s fiery temper, Long Jiu is prepared to lose half his life.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened this time, ultimately it was handled by Principal Yin, also taking down one of the Demon Path organization’s leaders from Japan.

This unintentionally boosted Great Chu’s international presence, Japan’s cabinet even sent a congratulatory telegram, thanking Great Chu and Venerable Yin.

"Thank goodness, otherwise it would have been more than half a life, really would have been dead."

Long Jiu rubs his nose in exhaustion, then ceases to think further.

"Luo Guanyun said, have me keep an eye on the assistance Meng Chuan can provide, on one hand, let the disciple see more blood to boost morale, on the other, increase personal scores,

Sigh, forget it, wait until the situation stabilizes some more, anyway his martial arts exam is still some time away, can’t rush.

Generally speaking, even top-level Martial Arts University students training daily on campus need mandatory field training now and then.

Such as cooperating with the police to sweep Demon Path nests, assisting the police in chasing wanted criminals.

Because martial artists are not greenhouse flowers, growth requires encountering blood.

When Long Jiu and Luo Guanyun studied at Northern United University, they completed no less than ten missions, each time was licking blood off the knife edge, thus they became today’s Martial Arts Masters.

...

Inside the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo.

Meng Chuan rarely returns to the dojo to teach, most of the surrounding students generally gather around, eyes full of expectation.

They all heard about the legendary tale of their senior brother saving an entire school single-handedly.

This time, he’s teaching Inch Step, Meng Chuan says few words, only giving a simple explanation of Inch Step’s key points before starting the demonstration.

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