With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 799 - 605: Teacher Meng, Zhongjin City, Evil Prevails!

Chapter 799: Chapter 605: Teacher Meng, Zhongjin City, Evil Prevails!

Meng Chuan understood his well-intentioned advice. Thinking it over, Grandmaster Chen’s words really made sense...

He was the one to battle Master Dong, and although Dong Yue didn’t go all out, he could sense that at least seventy to eighty percent of his strength was used.

He had many backup plans that he didn’t use. Did Master Dong not have any?

Going all out, who would have the last laugh was still uncertain.

Of course, Meng Chuan remained fully confident in himself.

After breaking three, there was a comprehensive overall enhancement, even he found it difficult to gauge his current strength.

Moreover, there was still some time before the Morning Dawn Martial Arts Tournament.

By then, his strength would undergo a tremendous transformation.

"Alright, the tournament is expected to be held at the end of the year. With your talent, working hard should make it no problem to rank in the top hundred.

But! Remember not to underestimate your opponents, there are countless heroes in the world. Even Dong Yue and I are just like a fish swimming across the river among them.

At the United University, we are among the top ranks, but when looking at all of Great Chu, and even the world, that’s not much."

"Understood, teacher!"

Chen Qiushui said so much for his benefit, and Meng Chuan appreciated it.

So he refrained from mentioning anything like the age restrictions of the competition...

Currently, he ranks third on the Northern United University’s Tiangang list.

Now, the two people above him are both under thirty, heroes have always emerged young!

There is also Motohiko’s master, who once vied with Luo Meng for true lineage and emerged victorious: [Profound Slaughter Mountain Lord Shang Ruyi].

Meng Chuan specifically checked, and fortunately, this old fellow just turned thirty, otherwise, he would be difficult to deal with...

Compared to the dragon and elephant, this old tiger’s strength might be even greater.

If he could participate in the competition at the cut-off age, he would surely be a hot favorite to win.

Fortunately, fortunately, the honor for Northern United University is up to him...

He was not afraid of fighting strong opponents, such thoughts never existed.

But if there could be fewer obstacles during the competition, it would certainly be better.

A newly promoted grandmaster like the dragon elephant is already a significant challenge for him, Meng Chuan understands.

"When will you leave school?"

Meng Chuan looked down at the time:

"I’ve packed up, and I’ll be leaving now."

"Do you still have uses left on the recording stone Principal Yang gave you?"

"I have two uses left, I’ve used it once."

"Consider external items without hesitation, protecting yourself is most important."

"Understood."

This time, the tea was completely cold...

...

Bidding farewell to Grandmaster Chen, who was like a caring mother, Meng Chuan left the office and headed to the helipad he arranged with All-Hands-On-Deck.

He tightened his fist blade around his waist, the grim weapon worn like a belt, with the black sharkskin armor underneath.

Ready for departure, Meng Chuan stood on the large stone at the edge of the open space, waiting.

While standing stable and stretching his meridians, he took out his phone to call his master.

The bell rang three times:

[Master, I broke three some days ago and have been delayed for a few days, but now the plan can officially start...]

...

That night.

The moonlight slantingly cast lonely shadows.

A cunning figure flipped their hand to store a bronze mirror at the waist, the scattered moonlight struggled to keep up with the swift-moving figure.

"Luo Guanyun went south to expand the martial academy market, and his disciple went to Jin Land for a mission.

On the surface, it seems fine, but at this point in Taihang Mountain..."

Fang Jianxing always felt something was amiss.

But upon closer thought, it seemed alright...

Although Luo Guanyun is a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he holds no position in the state or universities, and had the right to choose in response to Taihang’s summons.

Going south was also for his martial academy business, it made sense.

"Maybe I’m overthinking it..."

A few days ago, he heard some major news through Outer Heaven’s information channels.

Yan Huan, disciple of Li Xiao, was killed in Yong’an, supposedly by the ruthless hand of Luo Guanyun.

Therefore, Fang Jianxing’s paranoia acted up.

Since Luo Guanyun was clearly in the south and not with his good disciple, why hesitate?

No time to delay!

Since that rainy night three years ago, he hadn’t personally confronted Meng Chuan again; the boy should have no idea.

With this thought, Fang Jianxing’s mind grew heavier.

"In three years, he grew from a minor martial artist who had just entered the Qi and Blood Gate to this level, is it due to the Thunder Method?

Or... is there another major secret within this boy!"

He suddenly recalled a hidden matter he couldn’t comprehend before.

Now... it seemed somewhat reasonable.

"So that’s it..."

Fang Jianxing seemed to have understood something, with an expression of sudden realization.

Entering Qin Ridge, he seemed to float on air as he dashed through the forest like a gust of wind through the hall.

Who knows what Meng Chuan would feel upon seeing him again?

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Jianxing chuckled softly, his figure finally swallowed by the forest.

The night wind was slightly cool.

Evil was rampant.

...

Zhongjin City, a shining gem in the middle of Jin Land.

Bordering Taihang to the east and the Fen River to the west, it has nurtured the millennium-old Jin Merchants’ civilization and is also an important birthplace of Great Chu’s civilization.

The helicopter slowly flew away as Meng Chuan stepped down from the back room onto the cloud.

A sweep of ancient city aura met his eyes.

Zhongjin and Yong’an, both cities with a strong historical and cultural heritage.

Arriving here, Meng Chuan felt very at home.

Before entering the city, his senses spread out as if unraveling and peeling silk threads, covering a hundred meters.

The massive enhancement in spiritual power greatly amplified his perception.

Capturing everything broadly, it was like casting a huge net into the sea to catch fish.

After a long while, he did not discover anything unusual.

Smoothly entering the city.

Walking on the black painted cobbled roads, his perception continuously interacted with his surroundings like radar, probing piece by piece.

His footsteps were swift, traversing through the city like a breeze.

In just over half an hour, he had basically searched the entire city.

"Fang Jianxing hasn’t arrived yet, I will wait until master returns from Japan to act together."

Between them, a small trigger could cause great consequences.