CHAPTER 261: CHAPTER 245: PEERING INTO THE FUTURE, SECOND ON THE EARTH FIENDS RANKING

Afternoon.

Meng Chuan was practicing martial arts at the True Dragon Hall when he saw Shi Ying slowly approaching, reaching out to greet him.

"What’s up, Instructor?"

Shi Ying smiled and said:

"Just call me Sister Shi. Come on, Principal Yang wants to see you. You haven’t been to his office in the university building, I’ll take you there."

"Thank you, Sister Shi."

Meng Chuan felt a twinge of anticipation in his heart, guessing that today’s perplexity about his meridians would be resolved.

...

At the entrance of the principal’s office, Shi Ying knocked on the door and said:

"Principal Yang, Meng Chuan is here."

"Alright, let him come in."

Shi Ying took her leave, and Meng Chuan pushed the door open and entered alone.

At the moment, Principal Yang was adopting an unusual posture.

Meng Chuan guessed that what he was practicing should be the "Taiyi Three Talents Posture: Celestial Posture" from the Xingyi Sect.

This is an advanced pile skill learned by martial artists of the Xingyi Sect after reaching the Grandmaster level.

Seeing this scene, Meng Chuan felt a surge of emotion.

He realized the difficulty of martial arts, as even a fifth limit Martial Arts Venerable still has to arduously practice stance training.

Just as Dong Yue said, the progress of martial artists also requires a higher level of pile skills for complementary practice.

Master Luo had pointed this out early on, "Practicing fist skills and stance training is a lifelong commitment."

Seeing Meng Chuan come in, Yang Huan stood up and ended his practice.

A shimmering blue light encircled him, then faded into his body and disappeared.

He turned and sat in his chair, gesturing for Meng Chuan to sit down as well, and jestingly said:

"Well, come on, have a seat. Your master is really something, I’ve been busy to death in Chen Cang and he’s still pestering me daily."

Embarrassed by the fact that his master was more concerned than himself, Meng Chuan awkwardly replied:

"Sorry, Principal, for disturbing your time..."

"It’s nothing, let’s skip the formalities, I have to attend a post-war analysis meeting later, sit up straight."

Meng Chuan was puzzled, wondering what the other party intended to do.

Suddenly, the crack in Yang Huan’s brow split open, revealing three cold black eyes and two white ones, and a piercing golden light burst forth from the vertical pupil within the crack.

The dazzling gold light was too bright to face directly, causing Meng Chuan to squint to avoid its sharpness, and this scene sent shockwaves through his heart.

"Guangjiangkou... the True Lord Erlang?"

The eye on the other’s brow was eerily similar to the third eye in the myth of the deity Erlang Shen.

"Is this a special trait too..."

He couldn’t help but think, he seemed to have never attained any outward traits like Principal Yang’s.

This clearly wasn’t a coincidence, yet due to the gap in understanding between skill panels and cultivation techniques, he couldn’t fathom the cause.

"Principal Yang’s third eye, and the former principal of the Southern United Martial Arts University, who has eighteen fingers, the Nine-Fingered Dragon Denunciation.

Even... Lin Yue the Wugen Sheng with a missing sausage, all prove the powerful effects of outward traits."

If in the future he could possess a bunch of outward traits, three heads, six arms, with a pile of eyeballs all over his body...

Strong indeed, but how would he face his uncle and aunt, claiming that practicing martial arts has caused mutations?

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan felt more determined in his resolve regarding physical control.

He was confident that one day he would acquire these powerful transformative traits.

If he could control his physique completely, he should be able to freely dictate the appearance of these traits... right?

After all, he hadn’t reached that stage yet, so Meng Chuan was somewhat uncertain.

"When the boat reaches the end of the bridge, it will be straight; we’ll see when the time comes..."

The power of outward traits is immense, even if it warps his appearance to a bizarre degree, Meng Chuan can endure this hardship!

Of course, excluding the experience of Wugen Sheng...

...

Under the illumination of the golden light.

Meng Chuan saw that Principal Yang’s face bore an unmistakable pallor, making him somewhat worried.

"I’m just a little martial artist, isn’t this a bit excessive... did Elder Master exert too much strength..."

Unbeknownst to him, Yang Huan was equally puzzled.

He observed Meng Chuan’s meridians and Qi blood were also vigorous, nearly reaching the minimum standard for sensing True Qi with cultivation of True Skill.

But the meridians of the other were indeed still vacant, awaiting the nascent Qi blood to move in...

Meng Chuan was also quite curious, only to hear Yang Huan solemnly say:

"Next, I will transmit a thread of heart-eye power into your body. Gather your heart spirit and consciousness at the Spirit Platform, maintain your inner focus and don’t let your mind wander."

"Understood."

The next moment, a silk of golden blue aura seeped into Meng Chuan’s pores, entering and coursing through his body.

The Dragon Demon saw a "newcomer" in the village and excitedly went over to swallow them whole.

The filament of strange aura suddenly radiated brilliantly, its majestic pressure making it roll and flee in panic, wishing it could sprout two more legs and flee into the Middle Dantian.

Yang Huan’s thread of heart spirit at this moment was anchored into this aura, observing the event with curiosity.

"This imaged lifeform is quite spirited..."

Returning his focus, Yang Huan’s heart spirit proceeded to carry out the "task."

The minute aura moved like a silver serpent, and micro glimmers flickered in the dark recesses of the meridians.

In this pitch-black tunnel, a certain blockage seemed to be enveloped in fog. Yang Huan concentrated his intent, yet was obstructed by hindrances.

"Have you decided on your True Skill for Realm Breakthrough?"

Meng Chuan was focusing as per the other’s instruction when he was suddenly questioned by Principal Yang.

He truthfully replied:

"To inherit my master’s Thunder Technique."

"Good, noted."

At this moment, Yang Huan’s heart firmed.

Since he couldn’t discern the current outcome, he then attempted to foresee, the futures of both options!

At this point, his vertical-pupil gold light transformed into two intertwining time-rivers.

Two brief imagined futures collided in the golden light, bursting into countless starry sparks, with Yang Huan in search of answers amid them...

"Cultivate your Qi and blood until they overflow; this will benefit your future greatly. Alright, just follow my advice and don’t rush to achieve success."

Yang Huan closed the vertical eye on his forehead and spoke with a hoarse voice.

After the surrounding mystical scene dissipated, Meng Chuan could see the paleness on Yang Huan’s face.

Being perceptive, he realized that Master had used some "divine power" to probe on his behalf.

Seeing Yang Huan’s increasingly strained expression, Meng Chuan expressed a few words of concern and left without disturbing his rest.

Yang Huan beckoned him to stop, saying:

"Don’t rush off just yet, listen to me. A few days ago, when I just returned, I took the time to update your profile with the headquarters’ review committee.

They just informed me that the verification is complete, so when you wake up tomorrow morning, check if the Earth Demon List has been updated."

"Understood, thank you, Master!"

"Cough, cough... get lost."

...

After Meng Chuan left, Yang Huan sat at his desk, lost in thought with his eyes closed.

He truthfully didn’t know whether Meng Chuan should cultivate his qi and blood until it overflowed.

Because when using Meng Chuan himself as a focal point, he could only glimpse chaos, unable to see even a shred of tomorrow’s scene.

Truly cunning, he later used next year’s Martial Extreme True Inheritance battle as a focal point to trigger the Holy Gaze Reveals Truth.

"Only then would Meng Chuan have a slim chance to win the Martial Extreme True Inheritance..."

Yang Huan moved with his heart spirit, and a luminous healing pill entered his mouth.

This pill specifically heals the soul and is quite expensive.

This time "peering into the future," he lost at least several million.

As he refined the pill, his face showed a pained expression.

...

The next morning, as usual, Meng Chuan was practicing his fist skill in the front yard of his dormitory villa before heading out.

While training earnestly, he heard a loud shout from Xu Qingfeng at the opposite door!

"Lao Meng, damn! How can there be someone even more monstrous than you?"

"??"

Meng Chuan halted and swiftly leaped several meters to stand before Xu Qingfeng.

He saw Xu Qingfeng’s phone displaying the title at the top: [Earth Demon List of Northern United University].

[This list ranks the top one hundred martial artists based on their dynamic comprehensive strength across the fifteen campuses of Northern United University.

It updates the real-time rankings every morning at six and finalizes the rankings with credit rewards at midnight on the last day of each month. (The maximum score for each indicator is 10000)]

Meng Chuan opened his own phone to check, and suddenly raised an eyebrow slightly.

[First on the Earth Demon List: Motohiko (Fengtian Headquarters)]

[Qi Blood: 10000]

[Martial Arts Aptitude: 9900]

[Comprehensive Potential: 9800]

[Combat Record: 9800]

[Total Score: 39500]

This person reached the limits of qi and blood, hence the full score for the first item.

But the other scores were also alarmingly close to full marks.

"Motohiko... is quite formidable."

Facing the Martial Extreme True Inheritance, this person is probably the biggest obstacle ahead of me.

Regarding this United University honor, Meng Chuan had already learned about it on the school’s official website from Lu Zhuxiao’s daily chatter.

This is the [highest honor] for the United University student body.

If achieved, not to mention the benefits to the entire campus, the personal rewards alone are astoundingly generous.

"Can’t aim too high, let me look at my own score first."

Meng Chuan scrolled down, unsurprisingly, finding himself in second place.

[First on the Earth Demon List: Meng Chuan (Yong’an Branch)]

[Qi Blood: 8500]

[Martial Arts Aptitude: 9000]

[Comprehensive Potential: 9500]

[Combat Record: 9750]

[Total Score: 36750]

"Damn, Lao Meng, you’ve been completely overshadowed by someone!"

Xu Qingfeng pointed out as he came over to compare.

Meng Chuan pondered; overall, he found the score from the review committee fairly just.

Principal Yang truthfully reported his qi and blood situation, without mentioning how far he was from his personal limit.

Compared to the normal human’s qi and blood limit, there was still some distance.

The fierce ones in the whole United University were numerous; Meng Chuan casually glanced down, and others’ qi blood on the list almost all hovered around full marks, not far from a martial arts family.

He also acknowledged the gap in martial arts aptitude and comprehensive potential since it’s linked to his inherent foundation.

If not recognized for his [powerful traits], he probably wouldn’t even have nine thousand points.

However, there was one thing he was unconvinced about, how was this person’s combat record stronger than his? Does the review committee understand martial arts?

After all, during the eighth round, Meng Chuan had defeated nine rounds of competitors at the Yong’an Martial Arts Competition Center to enter the second segment.

But then again, Meng Chuan thought to himself:

"Could it be that this Motohiko, like me, is not only good with special traits but also a formidable expert in external training?"

At this moment, he heard Xu Qingfeng reciting from his phone:

"On October 11th, Fengtian Headquarters, Motohiko fought fiercely against the first major martial artist ’Stele Crasher · Tong Baicheng’ with a body at nine stages, losing in two hundred and sixty-eight moves..."

"..."

That’s quite impressive, Meng Chuan estimated that he certainly couldn’t do it at this time.

He had no idea what kind of substance True Qi was made of, but hitting him would definitely knock him out.

"Once in full armor, broke through his limits, and maybe there’s a chance with overflowing qi and blood..."

However, Meng Chuan wasn’t discouraged, firmly believing that as long as he persevered, the future would definitely be on his side.

The only discomfort was that [right now], the advantage stood with Motohiko.