Chapter 973: Chapter 649: Sacred Body Achieved, Blood-Dipped Technique, Sovereign of Oneself!

"Still have to compensate, not much money, don’t let this be a handle for others..."

Meng Chuan mumbled to himself.

He bid farewell to everyone and walked back to the small courtyard.

In a moment of thought, he checked the display in his mind:

[Limit Breaking: Mastery (94%) → Great Success (1%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Break Trait: Four-faced and Four-sided Arhat Body (Advanced)]

Good!

His mood instantly brightened, just like the changing weather, sunny and clear.

As expected, Limit Breaking has not vanished with integration, on the contrary, proficiency has greatly increased, breaking into the realm of Great Success!

The gains were far more than just this.

Meng Chuan realized that with the support of the Sitting Forget Divine Skill in controlling the body, the speed of practicing this technique could be multiplied.

Gone are the days of grinding for half a month for a slight increase in proficiency!

Sitting Forget Divine Skill, derived from Limit Breaking, awaits to be complemented by the trait of the Lesser Buddhist Arhat Body, which will greatly benefit the cultivation of the Divine Skill!

Before breaking the limit, Sitting Forget Divine Skill supports Limit Breaking, and after the limit break, the trait feeds back into Sitting Forget Divine Skill, complementing each other.

Meanwhile, Meng Chuan observed the progress of Limit Breaking and gained significant understanding.

Although the difficulty of increasing daily combined practice of Hard Skills is exponential.

But with this technique having broken through to Great Success, and with the support of Sitting Forget Divine Skill, one can already break through from six to eight combined practices!

What does this mean?

In non-repetitive circumstances, up to eight Hard Skills can be practiced in a day, equivalent to eight times the efficiency of others’ cross-training...

Adding the powerful cultivation effect of "Innate Essence Full" each time, along with the support of the cross-training talent trait.

His single day’s cross-training gains are almost equivalent to others’ nearly a month’s practice...

Meng Chuan was filled with excitement, his momentum overwhelming.

Today could be called the day of Great Success for the "Horizontal Training Sacred Body"!

Meanwhile, acquiring new cross-training techniques is an urgent priority.

The effect of Hard Skills training is inclusive, rather than layer upon layer like baking a cake.

His body, under the accumulation of numerous cross-training techniques, has become too powerful, making ordinary cross-training ineffective.

Choosing ordinary cultivation techniques is like playing a card-drawing game.

Gathering proficiency for a draw while gambling on the strength of traits might waste precious cultivation time...

The second choice is steady cultivation, obtaining powerful True Skill cross-training.

Although breaking the limit is slow, each increase in proficiency yields some gains, in one way or another.

Even traits start at the intermediate level, providing a certain assurance in drawing cards.

Choosing between low-difficulty trait grinding and high-difficulty techniques to strengthen the body.

Meng Chuan needed to take these days to recuperate and think carefully.

Each choice has its benefits, perhaps it can be meticulously planned for Hard Skills training, like Fist Skills, to manage dual paths simultaneously.

As for the drinking... no, sparring with Master Dong agreed for a week later.

Meng Chuan also looked forward to it very much.

With the Divine Skill enhancing his body, Meng Chuan wanted to see how much distance there was between him and a newly-entered four-limit Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Or... could he now possibly fight and win!

With his mind surging, Meng Chuan’s eardrums twitched slightly, as a cold voice reached him over the wall:

"At the end of the month, when Principal Yang returns to the school, go find him to leave a [Life Fire]."

Without waiting for Meng Chuan’s response, the sensory connection between them abruptly cut off.

As cold as strangers...

Meng Chuan tapped the tea table lightly with two fingers, showing a look of helplessness.

He naturally recognized the voice.

It was his homeroom teacher, Meng Jiaolong’s mother, Chen Qiushui!

Such an attitude...

Understandable, understandable...

Meng Chuan didn’t think there was anything wrong...

Last month, he parted with Meng Jiaolong unhappily when returning to the mountain, and her mother must be aware.

In her eyes, his actions certainly "hurt" her daughter’s feelings.

That she still informed him of these matters shows she’s being dutiful...

Expecting any friendliness? That’s unrealistic.

...

Back in the room.

Meng Chuan sank into the large bed, eyelids twitching, drowsy and heavy.

Creation Technique Cross-Training Divine Skill isn’t just about fiercely experimenting with the body.

It also involves intense mental activity, consuming a great deal of brainpower and energy.

He wanted to do nothing else now, just sleep well and wake up full of life.

Although exhausted, Meng Chuan was excited.

"Within three or four days, I’ll recover as good as new.

By then I’ll enter the flag to try if I can control the body’s energy flow through body control, to suppress the Tao Heart’s blood absorption!

And... see what reaction the Tao Heart would have if suppressed..."

Meng Chuan allowed no unknown factor to exist within his body, not even the Tao Heart that accompanied him since his Martial Arts Family days!

Wait and see!

As for the specific effects of the Limit Break blood flower trait?

Meng Chuan’s eyelids felt glued shut, so he didn’t resist the infinite fatigue from his body.

Letting go of control, he fell into a deep sleep.

"The world can wait, I’ll deal with it after I wake up..."

...

Two days passed in a flash.

Splosh~

A shadow precisely leaped from the second floor into the hot spring pool, water splashing three meters high, sprinkling onto the surrounding pine wood.

The pine tree, which had absorbed his blood that day, grew increasingly bizarre.

Initially with a straight trunk, rough bark, dark green needles, and many warts.

Now it looked like a heavy dark pillar, sleek and glossy, branches like solid iron rods, and leaves crumpled and curling.

Swaying in the wind, emitting a strange metallic sound when rubbing.

"It’s become a spirit..."

Meng Chuan glanced a few times, disappearing below the water.

He could clearly sense through the Wood Attribute energy that these trees still wanted more of his blood.

But no way.

Master Meng’s blood is precious, not a drop should be wasted...