With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Chapter 942 - 641: Moon Lotus, Holy as Buddha, Soaring into the Clouds in a Single Day!

With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Chapter 942 - 641: Moon Lotus, Holy as Buddha, Soaring into the Clouds in a Single Day!

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Chapter 942: Chapter 641: Moon Lotus, Holy as Buddha, Soaring into the Clouds in a Single Day!

Not daring to neglect, while greeting repeatedly, he worked even harder.

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded, then turned to Li Cuizhen who was slightly worried:

"How’s the salary situation for these workers?"

Seeing that Meng Chuan walked around but didn’t find any faults, Li Cuizhen breathed a sigh of relief:

"All are set to the highest standard of Lingzhou."

"That’s good."

Walking out of the venue, the post-rain sunshine fell on Meng Chuan’s face.

He slightly squinted his eyes, smiled, and said:

"I’ll head back to Yong’an first. Hall Master Li, keep up the good work. If there are any difficulties or situations, feel free to contact me or Liu Sanduo at any time."

"Understood, I strive to...no, within one year, make the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo the top dojo in Lingzhou!"

Meng Chuan shook his head:

"We are new here, let’s not be overly ambitious. I don’t need you to take any military orders or anything. Building a good reputation is most crucial."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an unquestionable tone.

"I understand."

Li Cuizhen was almost old enough to be his grandmother, but she still bowed her head in agreement.

In terms of strength and status, she knew very well where she should position herself. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Meng Chuan looked back at his industry, nodded to Li Cuizhen.

With a step of his foot, his figure disappeared from the other’s view.

Li Cuizhen watched his departing figure, her expression showing slight hesitation.

After much contemplation, she ultimately didn’t ask where Hall Master Luo’s people went.

Li Cuizhen analyzed, this is definitely not good news.

If Meng Chuan doesn’t say, asking would only make herself unpopular.

Moreover...

Though it sounds a bit harsh to say, Meng Chuan overseeing the dojo is indeed more reassuring than Luo Guanyun...

Apart from the resounding title, his strength is no longer a "potential rising star" of the past, but the youngest Martial Arts Master to shock San Qin!

At the same time, Li Xiaoyue, who had been standing at the street corner without even the qualification to step forward and speak, silently agreed with all of this.

The person she was evenly matched within the dojo competition, someone who had practiced National Righteous Fist for twelve years, a "fool"...

Yet in just a few years’ time, became extraordinary...

Even her mother, a grand Martial Arts family member, bowed and scraped before him!

"A decade of fortune confining the dragon well, once gaining momentum, soaring to the sky!

Master Meng..."

Li Xiaoyue felt life was like a dream.

Martial arts were like a dream.

...

Outside Lingzhou city.

A huge gray SUV with hazard lights on, a girl’s eye-catching figure stood leaning against it.

Yang Yuelian raised her snow-white, charming chin, her golden eyes glowed brilliantly.

Anyone could see the thick longing and expectation in them.

Thinking of last night’s rain tapping on plantain leaves, her small face involuntarily lowered slightly, blushing.

Raising her head again and seeing someone, her eyes were even brighter.

"Meng Chuan!"

"..."

The girl rushed over.

"Yang..."

"Don’t speak!"

The spacious rear dance floor was overflowing with an intoxicating scent of hormones.

"...Hmm hmm hmm..."

Yang Yuelian sighed in satisfaction, her golden eyes tightly closed, making a soft, pleasurable whimper like a small animal.

Her over-two-meter-tall stature nestled in the arms of over-one-zhang-high Meng Chuan seemed not out of place.

Meng Chuan closed his eyes, also enjoying this moment of intimacy and tranquility.

He realized that practicing martial arts is the most important thing in life, but if it’s the only thing, it would inevitably be a bit monotonous.

Moreover...

Some emotions come so unexpectedly, just as life’s changes happen in an instant.

Meng Chuan admitted he indeed had some feelings for the Yang family’s young lady.

Just as he was about to get up, Yang Yuelian pressed harder, her charming nose twitching, she lowered her head and kissed deeply.

The air was taken away, full of sweet stickiness.

"Dance a waltz with me."

Meng Chuan cooperated with her, starting an intense waltz step.

However, her stamina seemed inexhaustible; the waltz accompaniment alternately mellow and passionate, no matter how the dance steps changed, there was no sign of stopping.

Dance after dance, the ballroom gradually became too small.

In an instant, Meng Chuan fully understood the best way to use the new trait.

Gather the clouds and rain, straightforwardly summoning them to envelop and travel up to the sky using clouds and mist as a venue.

"Let’s play soccer."

The sun rose and set in the east until the thick night was inextricable.

Meng Chuan shot goal after goal, nearly till midnight, with the final powerful volley shot.

Scored.

Today’s dance and soccer lessons finally ended.

...

"Then I’ll return to Yong’an."

[Saint Buddha·Meng Chuan] spoke with a hint of determination in his voice, saying goodbye to the dance teacher.

There were still many matters in Yong’an and Lishan to deal with.

Preparing for the martial arts performance was urgent, and he couldn’t indulge in a gentle village.

Yang Yuelian tugged with her left hand...

Her right hand twirled the scattered strands of hair on her shoulder, looking very reluctant.

But she knew Meng Chuan had more important things to do, and this was also something they agreed upon the night before.

Yang Yuelian was also not someone who drowned in romance; she too was a human female martial artist with great ambitions and noble aspirations.

But the scent of Meng Chuan was still unforgettable and hard to let go.

"Then can I come to Lishan to find you later... to learn using [War Heart Clarity]?"

Meng Chuan shrank inside, someone’s grip was strong, making him a bit uncomfortable.

Seeing this, he knew he couldn’t say "no."

Otherwise, the trait of [Wugen Sheng·Lin Yue] might get inherited by him...

Meng Chuan joked:

"Of course you can, I’m preparing to apply for a high teaching position. By then, you can come to United University to find me, just pay me with credits."

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