With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 761 - 596: Old Yang Seeks a Son-in-law, Yin-Yang Demon-Banishing, Two Techniques Reach Perfection!

Chapter 761: Chapter 596: Old Yang Seeks a Son-in-law, Yin-Yang Demon-Banishing, Two Techniques Reach Perfection!

First, practice martial arts. After a long time, Lu Ang exhaled slowly, stabilizing his stance.

The bear shadow behind him seemed torn apart by the wind, dissolving into chaotic dark light, all absorbed into his body.

At the first glance at his phone, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

The sixth place...

"...Meng Chuan?"

He had fallen to seventh place; this kid had climbed over him? 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Martial arts talent is not unchanging.

The Celestial King’s physique has changed numerous times, with muscles all over, a trifecta of flowers, and extraordinary bones.

This kid, how did he do it...

Lu Ang shook his head, thinking to remind him to hide his ranking.

Among the top hundred nationwide, Meng Chuan is the only one under fifty, attracting too much attention.

Sometimes, things known in people’s hearts are akin to saying them behind the scenes.

Exposing them openly makes them stand out, appearing like a thorn to some people...

A tree that rises above the forest will be toppled by the wind.

Faced with outer realm Celestial Demons, everyone should unite.

But reality often goes against expectations.

The human heart is already complicated, thoughts tangled.

Even if they gain nothing from targeting Meng Chuan, some people would happily see a "genius fall."

Of course, not to mention the lurking "demonic spies."

They are racking their brains to push Meng Chuan towards death, using this "eastern wind" to overly praise and kill him.

However, if this kid could secure a top three spot in the [Morning Martial Arts Tournament] and join the "Universal Plan," all problems would be easily solved.

Lu Ang thought of this, heaving a long sigh as he put away his phone:

"Top three...it’s tough, competing against the best in the world, this kid is disadvantaged by his youth..."

The Morning Martial Arts Tournament competition is for those under thirty, vying for the first global title, [The First of the Generation].

Even when competing, Meng Chuan would just be a bit over 21, not yet 22.

Talent hasn’t yet settled over time, channeling entirely into strength.

For him, reaching the top hundred seems quite manageable, with a hopeful leap into the top thirty.

However...

The top ten will surely be the world’s top geniuses, grandmasters under thirty!

At this point, even if Lu Ang has faith in him, he has to admit it.

Chen Zhiming of Celestial Master Mansion from Dragon Tiger Mountain, Wang Chongyi from Wudang, Liao Huo from Shaolin, Yanhua Long Ying, Mu Nianxin from Emei!

All these individuals are exceptionally talented grandmasters below thirty who’ve reached the Four Limits.

Regrettably, Four-sided Alliance University started too late with no contenders at this level to take the helm.

At the same time, there are skilled individuals abroad not inferior to the two Tao and Buddhist sects.

The Silver Eagle Empire, United States, Russia, and others all aim to seize this martial arts event hosted by Great Chu, encompassing the world.

They are sworn to claim the first spot, aiming to redeem the lack of top-tier martial prowess in the Great Saint.

If given five or six more years, Lu Ang would confidently decide Meng Chuan as the predetermined first...

Alas, for now, this kid is just too young...

Lu Ang turned and headed deep into Taihang, as it was his turn to stand guard today.

"Breaking into the top thirty would already be a stunning feat..."

...

That night, in Huayun Prefecture.

Meng Chuan practiced his Pile Skills, feeling as vast as the heavens and the earth.

Within the martial arts firmament.

As the last star track connected the meridian point, like a light circuit infusing electricity, tens of thousands of rays flickered and cascaded from the firmament.

The meridians echoed thunderously like galloping horses as Meng Chuan rose and steadied himself.

Communicating with the interface:

[Taiyi Three Talents Posture: Earth Posture (65%) → (66%)]

With the Double Limit cultivation, the Pile Skill has reached Perfection.

Only lacking Qi Blood to break the Three Limits.

He estimated that once he mastered the Nine Demon Subduing Forms, supported by the Qi Blood from other fist skills, the conditions would be met, readying for the breakthrough.

As for the premise to break the shackles of the martial arts creed.

After regulating his breath, he would perform today’s Great Circulation of [Tao Heart Seeded Demon] to fully replenish the last bit of proficiency, thereby achieving completion.

A Martial Arts Master is indeed not far away.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, regulating his breath, gazing upwards.

A strong aura with his left eye pierced the clouds, leaving trails resembling jet tails, pointing directly towards Taihang.

Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, New Year’s Eve.

Only...twenty-three days left.

...

The night deepened.

[Core Method]

[Tao Heart Seeded Demon: Eighth Level (98%)]

The moment is now.

Not only must the Pile Skill reach Perfection, but Meng Chuan also aims to fully breakthrough the Double Limit martial arts creed!

Outside the body, the breath was long and continuous like inhaling clouds and exhaling mist. The airflow around him spun into a vortex, tossing everything in the loft into the air.

Inside the body, the Tao Heart manipulated the internal breath, circulating around to carry the newborn Qi Blood, converging in the body’s meridians, as the pulsations resembled waves crashing against the shore.

In the loft at this moment, it seemed as if an ancient beast was crouching, its breaths summoned the wind and clouds, changing the sky abruptly.

The mastermind behind all these phenomena was engrossed in his mental method training, indifferent to everything else.

Whoosh—

Meng Chuan exhaled like a sword, his breath dissipating like a cascading dust waterfall.

As soon as the breath was exhaled, the suspended objects around him instantly paused, then fell back into place.

With the prompt from the panel sounding, the last bit of proficiency filled, seamlessly achieved.

[Tao Heart Seeded Demon: Eighth Level (100%)]

At this moment, the internal practice of Qi Blood cultivation completely stagnated.

The Tao Heart alone training internal breath suffices, unable to gather newborn Qi Blood.

After breaking through the Three Limits, both the internal scene and the firmament must exert force, regenerating new Qi Blood between the meridians.

Meng Chuan faintly discerned that accompanying the cultivation technique’s breakthrough to the ninth level, the Tao Heart’s demand for Qi Blood would undergo a terrifying qualitative change.

He speculated it would be like how his master was back in the day.

He diligently trained Qi Blood daily, never slacked, yet only experienced negative growth...

Even though his fist skills refine Qi Blood quickly, sparing him from the predicament his master faced during the Three Limits period.

But the excess Qi Blood being consumed by the Tao Heart hinders the accumulation speed, which is ultimately unsatisfactory.

Obtaining other remnants to suppress the Tao Heart’s blood extraction is an urgent matter.