With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 312 What exactly is inside the Martial Arts Room of the Billionaire?
Meng Chuan nodded and smiled. Seeing that the call was connected, he began to communicate with Chu Yanlong on the other end.

[Congratulations, Chief Meng! You were so cool when you fought Wu Hong, bringing glory to our Yong'an campus!]

On the other end of the phone, Chu Yanlong, along with the students of the Master Class at the Yong'an Campus, watched the entire live broadcast on the main campus's anniversary.

When Meng Chuanyi transformed, everyone gasped in shock at how monstrous he was, but he simply smiled knowingly.

Fortunately, I witnessed it myself, and I have to thank the other party, otherwise I wouldn't have earned so many credits.

[You flatter me, Brother Chu. I'd like to ask if you still need any credits?]

I was just about to tell you about this. Thanks to that time you practiced with me, I went all in.

[Haha, that's what you deserve for believing in me, Brother Chu. It has nothing to do with me.]

The two chatted for a while before getting down to business. Chu Yanlong said:
Brother Meng, are you trying to sell some credits to get money urgently?

Yes, it's urgent; I need it today.

On the other end of the phone, Chu Yanlong pondered for a moment before saying:

"How about I lend you the credits first? They're valuable; you can pay me back later when you need money."

He and his brother also come from prominent families, so they have some financial resources.

"No need, Brother Chu. I need 100 million right now. See how many credits that would be suitable, and I'll transfer it to you."

Meng Chuan did not have the habit of borrowing money from others; he would earn it if he needed credits.

Chu Yanlong tried to persuade him twice more without success, so he could only laugh and say:
Brother Meng, you can transfer 5,000 credits to me.

Behind the scenes, the ratio of credits to money at the United University was roughly 13,000 yuan per credit.

It fluctuates around this value depending on market conditions.

After all, there are always talented martial artists from impoverished backgrounds who want to sell some of their academic credits to supplement their family income.

Therefore, although the school explicitly prohibits the buying and selling of academic credits.

But we won't delve into this matter; as long as it's not brought up in the open, that's fine.

Any student could potentially get into one of the top martial arts universities in the country; they are the dark horses on the path to martial arts who ultimately triumph.

This action by the UN General Assembly is also a sign of respect for those who have broken through poverty with their own fists.

Meng Chuan didn't even need to do the math to realize that he had gotten the better deal from Chu Yanlong.

He didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

【Brother Chu, let's go with the market price of 8,000.】

No need. I owe you so many credits. Let's just keep the five thousand; let's call it even.

Meng Chuan readily accepted what the other party said.

If you don't owe anyone favors, everything is easy to discuss.
When Meng Chuan saw the payment confirmation text message on his phone, he realized how quickly Chu Yanlong had acted; the matter had probably been processed the moment he brought it up.

Thank you, Brother Chu. I'll board now and we can have a proper discussion once I get back to Lishan.

[Haha, okay! As long as you don't transform, everything's negotiable!]

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chuan looked at the nine-figure sum in his bank account.

Although it will soon disappear, I still feel a bit sentimental.

After eighteen years of hard work, he became a "billionaire" just before he turned nineteen.
Returning to Yong'an after so long and setting foot on his hometown soil, Meng Chuan felt incredibly at peace.

The headquarters is nice, but Yong'an is my home.

In the few days since Luo Guanyun disappeared, the martial arts school has had a lot of things to deal with.

After bidding farewell to his apprentice, he flew straight to Infinite Square.

Meng Chuan bid farewell to his master and went home to visit his parents.

Seeing that his uncle and aunt were eating and sleeping well during his absence, he was relieved.

Looking at Meng Chuan, whose aura was growing stronger, Meng Yongzhi sighed:
"Chuan'er, as long as you become more and more powerful, we don't understand any of those 'true teachings' about martial arts."

Your uncle and aunt just hope you don't get hurt and take good care of yourself.

You martial artists must annihilate the Heavenly Demon, no matter what.

While listening to his uncle's rambling, Meng Chuan took the two elders' arms and transferred a wisp of wood-attribute true energy to examine their bodies.

Wood is known for its penetrating power, and when it's not exerting force, it's as gentle as a breeze, making it ideal for inspection.

A moment later, Meng Chuan smiled broadly.

My uncle and aunt are in their prime, around thirty years old.

He pondered in his heart:

"It seems the anti-aging injections we got from Han Hai were indeed effective."

One injection costs three million to slow down the aging process and lasts for three to five years. He only needs to have his parents check up on their health regularly.

The anti-aging injections will be continued regularly, in accordance with the "Dawn Start" agreement signed with Hanhai.

He has a free usage quota of ten million HanHai products every year.

This is nothing; even without this amount, he could afford it.

Before going to the martial arts school to practice, Meng Chuan transferred another two million to his aunt for household expenses.

When he was still struggling, his aunt Xue Na agreed to give him 60,000 yuan to go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts.

His fate began to change after he came into contact with his master at the Infinite Martial Arts Academy.
That night.

Meng Chuan stared at the Wuxie City auction page, feeling a little excited.

This was his first time participating in an auction. As the eight-figure sum scrolled by, his hand trembled slightly as he tapped the screen to prepare to bid.

"There are two minutes left until the cutoff time, which is pretty much what I guessed."

At an auction, it is extremely dangerous to bid too close to the closing time.

In the final second before the hammer falls, the one who can make the right call is truly skilled.

Meng Chuan was originally a poor man who had never participated in such high-end activities in his two lifetimes.

He planned to offer a high price in the last five seconds, and he was naturally delighted that no one bid higher.

If someone adds you, keep watching the screen and call them up.

With my quick reflexes, as long as I don't exceed the amount of money I have, taking it shouldn't be a problem.

The clock on the bedside table ticked away, the price already at 85 million. With five seconds left, Meng Chuan decisively placed his bid: 90 million.

Every second counts.

As the last second ticked up to 95 million, his hand simultaneously pushed out 98 million.

A master who is proficient in both groin techniques possesses unparalleled hand speed.

Including the two million transferred to his aunt, the newly acquired one hundred million was spent before he could even enjoy it.

Seeing that his martial arts association account had entered the automatic deduction process, Meng Chuan felt relieved and turned off the lights to go to sleep.

I'm going to meet Principal Yin at Wuhan University in Yong'an tomorrow, and I'm afraid there will be quite a "battle of wits" there.
Another mentally taxing day. Time to go to bed early and recharge.

The next morning.

When Meng Chuan went out, he looked up at the sky. The sky over Yong'an was a bit gloomy today, and it might rain soon.

He naturally didn't need an umbrella; he stepped out of his house and walked to his master's house.

"Chief Meng, congratulations, you are a true disciple of the UN General Assembly."

Meng Chuan practices martial arts etiquette:

"Hello, Mr. Luo."

The person who congratulated him was none other than Luo Meng, who had faced off against Wu Hong's master, Shang Ru, in the previous Martial Arts Mastership Competition and ultimately lost by one move!

Unexpectedly, the other party was at his master's house again. Meng Chuan didn't know much about this "senior sister" teacher and had no interest in her.

Luo Meng's feelings were also complicated.

She always believed that Shang Ruyi was able to advance to the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm before her because of the [Martial Arts True Inheritance].

In addition, there was financial assistance from people around him.

When talent reaches a certain level, martial arts become a money pit.

Between geniuses, the competition boils down to who has more resources and who has better opportunities.

In both cases, she was inferior to the other.

Even at the level of a martial arts master, he was more than one step behind.

"There is still a possibility of catching up."

Watching Meng Chuan walk into Luo Guanyun's martial arts room, she lowered her eyes, lost in thought.

Recently, his relationship with Luo Guanyun has improved a lot, and they can joke around and even give each other pointers on martial arts training.

But that's why.
He never allowed himself into his private martial arts room!
She still remembers practicing her skills there every day when she was a child.

I wonder if the layout inside has changed now.

Luo Meng hadn't been inside for many years, and for a moment she couldn't quite remember what it looked like.
She came to her senses after Luo Guanyun and Meng Chuan walked out chatting and laughing.

She gracefully rose and stepped forward, saying:

"Xiao Meng, when are you planning to return to the mountain? Everyone is waiting to celebrate your newest disciple's arrival."

Meng Chuan pondered for a moment and said:
"Let's stay for two more days, the day after tomorrow."

I'll celebrate my birthday at home tomorrow, then return to the mountain to continue my martial arts training—perfect.

Luo Meng smiled and said:

"That's perfect, I'm on vacation for the next couple of days, let's go together then."

At 10:00 AM, at the entrance of Wuhan University in Yong'an.

"Please wait a moment, seniors, have some hot tea. The leader will be here shortly."

Meng Chuan and his master were waiting for the school staff to receive them, and they chatted casually at the reception area at the entrance.

"Venerable Yin is a martial artist with extremely strong practical combat skills. You can consult him more on this matter."

Don't think you're invincible among your peers; always remember that there's always someone better.

"clear."

Meng Chuan knew, of course, that his opponent was very strong, the number one player in the peak competition, second only to the Heavenly King.

But the other party also had many ulterior motives, and he was afraid that asking too many questions would lead to trouble.
Seeing that his apprentice had taken it to heart, Luo Guanyun changed the subject:

"Luo Meng is behaving strangely today, and I have no idea what she's up to."

If they ask to borrow money the day after tomorrow, don't give it to them.

Meng Chuanzheng was drinking tea when he heard this and choked on his tea.

He was speechless:

"Master, it can't be that bad. I don't have much money on me, I can't compare to a martial arts master."

Luo Guanyun scanned him up and down, and said in a deep voice:
"The knuckle duster and belt you wear, along with that gun you won at home, must be worth close to a billion."

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Could it be that Luo Meng is going to rob me?
The master didn't say anything, just quietly looked at him.

His gaze grew increasingly serious, making Meng Chuan feel uneasy.

A moment later, the master suddenly burst into laughter:

"Alright, I was just teasing you. Luo Meng wouldn't go that far. I'm just reminding you not to brag to others for no reason."

Meng Chuan finally let out the breath he had been holding in.

"clear."

I am currently in the first major period of my life, and I have many "good treasures" on me, so I must remember not to flaunt my wealth.

Wuhan University, Yong'an Campus Auditorium.

Meng Chuan has a lot of experience in giving speeches and showing off, and his casual remarks always draw gasps from the audience.

Halfway through his speech, he abruptly changed the subject and started playing upbeat music.
They invited their master, Luo Guanyun, to the stage, where the two of them worked together to "promote" the product.
He had studied many relevant talking points in advance, and now he spoke fluently and knowledgeably.

Hearing this, many people in the audience immediately wanted to reach into their pockets and claim the "Infinite Gift Pack" for the first ten people to register for the Infinite Martial Arts Academy.

Finally, when the story reached its most gripping point, Meng Chuan simply threw down the microphone.

With one hand raised in a weak, feeble motion, the sound of martial arts resonated powerfully!
(End of this chapter)