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With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 789 - 603: Shattering Old Shackles, Running Through the Sky!
Meng Chuan calmed his restless Qi blood, restraining his aura.
"I’ve been out for quite a while."
Xu Qingfeng reacted faster than Chu Yanlong, turning his head and smiling at the surrounding crowd:
"Didn’t I say so? Look at Brother Chuan’s aura after coming out, his posture, his handsome face—what’s the difference compared to the Lord Erlang of Guanjiangkou?"
"...Both of you, shut up."
Meng Chuan covered his face; he still had some self-awareness.
Without using the flesh flower to change his face, showing his true self, he’s just a tiny bit handsome...
More like exquisitely crafted, ingeniously designed, as rugged as a marble sculpture...
Ignoring the banter with the two, Meng Chuan noticed that his seclusion breakthrough had attracted quite a few familiar, unfamiliar faces, and warmth filled his heart.
"Brother Jing, long time no see."
He smiled, walking towards Chen Jing and getting to know the teachers of the Three Limits one by one.
"Meng True Inheritance, long admired your reputation! I’ve watched quite a few of your matches. It’s a pity we didn’t meet at school before.
Today I’m making up for it, it seems a bit abrupt, but if you ever want to learn body techniques in the future, feel free to find me."
"Teacher Ruan, you’re too kind. By the way, do you need credits?"
This was the body technique Martial Arts Bishop of Lishan Campus, Martial Arts Master [Wandering Dragon Guest Ruan Yong].
With the title of senior teacher, he was considered the leader of [Double Flying Swallow Zhao Chun].
To learn from him, unless you’re a student focusing solely on body techniques.
Others, just wanting to learn one or two moves for defense, have to spend a large amount of credits.
Previously, Meng Chuan thought it was too expensive, with not enough credits in his pocket, he always looked for a "substitute" Zhao Chun...
Ruan Yong laughed heartily:
"True Inheritance, you’re being too distant! If you come to learn, I’d even pay you!"
"That sounds great."
Whether he learns or not in the future, Meng Chuan agreed, not making a fuss since the other party showed goodwill...
After greeting all his "new friends", Meng Chuan turned to greet his old friends.
The people in the Grandmaster Class, as well as the teachers who taught him.
In a few small circles, he spotted a familiar figure...
Meng Chuan felt a bit embarrassed:
"Hello, Grandmaster Chen!"
During his time away from school, he had caused the other party quite a bit of trouble.
Now suddenly meeting again, he hadn’t thought of a good way to bluff... explain.
Chen Qiushui pulled his daughter closer, pretending to be surprised:
"Oh! Master Meng has emerged! Looking pretty impressive with that aura.
Your two good buddies were just saying you were going to Shaolin Temple to seek revenge on Liao Huo after coming out.
I’m thinking, you mustn’t get beaten to death by the Dragon Elephant Master!"
"...Damn!"
The homeroom teacher lacked martial virtue and sold out the two friends instantly.
The good buddies’ eyes showed panic, sneaking around, trying to slip away.
Having just broken through the third limit, he probably couldn’t control his strength, had to run!
Meng Chuan’s face darkened, not having the time to deal with the two troublemakers.
Acting as if he didn’t hear Chen Qiushui’s latter words, he cupped his hands and laughed:
"Students could achieve a realm breakthrough today all thanks to the good teaching from the teacher. It’s been a while since we’ve met, and Grandmaster Chen looks even younger. Perhaps there’s been a big breakthrough in Martial Arts."
Next to Chen Qiushui, Meng Jiaolong looked at Meng Chuan, her eyes overflowing with starlight, yet still teasing him:
"You mean my mom was old before?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
"Uh, no..."
Meng Jiaolong tugged at her mother’s sleeve, relentless:
"That’s exactly what he means!"
"Hahahaha."
In the laughter and joking, Meng Chuan, "forced" by everyone, had to announce a dinner gathering at the foot of the mountain tonight, with him footing the bill for the entire expense.
"Big spender, I’m off to buy potions; he bought out all the Moistening Vein Spirit Pills in the Dan room!"
"I heard from the school office that Meng True Inheritance spent several tens of thousands of credits all in one go, you gotta make him pay!"
"Brother Chuan is a big online celebrity, he’s not short of money now!"
"...I’m short, I really am!"
As Meng Chuan was being ushered down the mountain by everyone, before leaving, he returned his senses, probing towards Dong Yue’s seclusion room.
With the Dao Jade Foundation only distributed into two pieces, the Lishan Campus had just these two seclusion rooms, coincidentally occupied by the two of them.
Chen Qiushui’s expression shifted subtly, interrupting Meng Chuan’s perception as he approached the door, advising:
"Dong Yue is at the final stage of Qi Blood coagulating into Yang right now. Don’t be too curious, and don’t disturb him."
Meng Chuan realized he had been reckless and nodded repeatedly to show his understanding.
It seemed Master Dong’s realm breakthrough would still take a long while.
Unable to witness his moment of achieving the title of Grandmaster.
No time to wait, sudden opportunities arise, breaking constraints also took quite some time.
Tomorrow, I’ll head to Zishou Temple in central Jin to fetch the Dragon Subduing Jade Pendant.
...
Master Meng finally broke through the Three Limits before the new year, achieving Martial Arts mastery.
From breaking two to now, it’s been less than a year, recorded in the history of United University, historical records of the age, wondering if future generations can surpass him...
A group of people bustled down the mountain to celebrate, but with different thoughts and feelings.
For students and teachers of the one and two limits, there wasn’t much emotional stirring.
They only knew Meng Chuan was truly awesome, hoping to have such a day themselves in the future.
For a few members of the Martial Arts Master group like Chen Jing, though, it was hard to suppress bitterness in their mouths, and their hearts bore more sourness.
The third major limit, the achievement after becoming a Martial Artist, one in a thousand, viewed as an extraordinary person among mortals.
Yet, being exceptional talents at Martial Arts University, they were even less like those aged old Martial Arts Masters who broke through by pure luck.
They were a selected one in a hundred among masters, holding the potential to achieve Martial Arts Grandmaster.
The path to mastering the way of the heavens lay before them, in the past, they only focused on pursuing it single-mindedly.
Not thinking too much, practicing with sincerity and dedication.
Celestial King, Great Saint.
Just like that crescent moon hanging high, you can see it, but it can’t see you.
Today, seeing twenty-year-old Meng Chuan enter the master level, surpassing them in the future would only be in a moment.
In this way, they felt many things were hopeless in this life.
Meng Jiaolong, without introspection, saw a grand sun in her heart, eyes full of joy.







