With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 89 Another Enlightenment, Special Reward

Island country.

In the dry landscape garden, a girl wearing a raven feather cloak gazes at the cherry blossoms falling beneath the trees.

"I died of fear."

Fang Jianxing still wore a faint smile as he knelt before the ukiyo-e screen.

The girl flicked away a fallen cherry blossom with her finger and stood beside the bronze sacrificial cauldron in the center of the courtyard.

"The seeds have returned."

The girl suddenly opened her mouth, and her tongue turned out to be a forked two-headed snake, its forked tongue probing into the blood-red liquid in the center of the sacrificial cauldron.

After rummaging around for a while, they pulled out a beating, heart-shaped object.

The surface of the object was covered with fleshy clumps resembling nerve tentacles, while emitting eerie sounds similar to a baby crying.

The moment the mass of flesh was scooped out, tens of thousands of vengeful spirits and skeletons in the cauldron simultaneously stretched out their arms.

The seed of fear throbbed and swelled between the bone claws, gradually taking the form of an embryo.

The reflection in the cauldron showed Yuan Huan's huddled figure in the detention cell, as well as the frozen fear on the faces of the Hu brothers when they faced their master.

Finally, everything was frozen in the towering flames.

"When we encountered that fire dragon from the Great Chu, the nutrients did not meet our expectations."

"Kagami, go tell the children in Osaka that it's time to water the plants."

Life quietly returned to its peaceful routine, the streets were still bustling with traffic, and pedestrians hurried along.

"That's what it is."

Meng Chuan had already heard his uncle and Chief Inspector Long recount what happened at the police station afterward, and he was still deeply troubled.

Evil magic, strange seeds, and bizarre deaths all stirred up waves in his heart.

Thinking of the Hu brothers and Wang Xudong's innocent fate, I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

After a brief silence, his gaze regained its firmness and determination.

"The deceased are gone. Only by becoming strong myself can I seek the truth and safeguard peace."

Early in the morning.

On the rooftop of his house, Meng Chuan silently pondered the key points of Luo's Eight Extremes, clearing his mind of all distractions.

He started practicing Luo-style Bajiquan, and as time went on, he became more and more proficient, his fists becoming incredibly fierce from the bloodshed!
He was still immersed in the state of mind after killing the viper, and the text on the panel of [Luo's Eight Extremes] in his mind began to flash again.

After killing two people and drawing blood, Luo's Bajiquan was no longer just a simple fist technique, but a killing technique unique to him!

As the punches and kicks were performed, a familiar state resurfaced, and a sense of sudden enlightenment welled up in my heart.

Clearly, killing enemies is also a process of training one's mind.

"The feeling is back."

After a long interval, he once again experienced this peculiar state, akin to that of a martial arts prodigy.

If others knew that Meng Chuan was progressing so quickly, and even had sudden epiphanies every now and then, they would probably be furious.

Meng Chuan began by firmly establishing a horse stance and focusing his energy in his dantian.

He then immediately threw a punch, the force rising from his heel.

Using the core strength of the waist and abdomen, the energy is instantly transmitted to the tip of the fist, and with a "boom!" sound, it is as swift and powerful as a thunderclap.

Then, his leg muscles suddenly exerted force, and he leaped to the edge of the rooftop, his shoulders slamming into the sky as if a thousand pounds of force were pushing against the heavens.

He then turned his body, curled his elbows inward, and began to throw long punches.

His body was relaxed, and his movements were expansive and graceful, yet powerful and harmonious.

His long arms cracked like whips, his straight punches were swift and powerful, and in the instant he retracted, they transformed into palms, tracing arcs as lightly as flowing clouds.

He effortlessly manipulated the essence of Luo's Bajiquan, each move exuding a powerful, almost murderous, force, a style completely different from his past boxing techniques.

After nearly three hours of intense practice, his state of enlightenment gradually faded as he felt fatigued.

"call--"

Catching his breath, Meng Chuan looked at the Martial Arts Limit Break panel and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

[Luo's Eight Extremes: Proficiency (60%) Awaiting Breakthrough] In just three hours, proficiency has increased by almost 10%.

"I didn't expect this enlightenment to be so effective, equivalent to more than ten days of hard training. My Qi and blood will probably reach the sixth level before I even break through to the next level."

He felt the fresh blood and energy flowing through his body, clenched his fist to feel the explosive power, and was very satisfied.

"Keep up the good work, you'll break through the limits soon, Hun Tian."

Meng Chuan secretly looked forward to the arrival of the [Hun Tian (Intermediate)] trait. The two basic traits, Heavy Strike and Light Body, had brought him considerable help.

"The effects of Hun Tian must be even more extraordinary; even the name sounds much more sophisticated."

I went downstairs for breakfast. The school is going to be closed for a while because of what happened before.

Meng Chuan planned to visit the martial arts school after dinner. It had been a long time since he had taught his fellow students there, and he also wanted to check his Qi and blood again to see how far he was from reaching the sixth level.

Meng Chuan had two slices of bread in his mouth, with a medicinal paste sandwiched between them—a new way of eating he had recently developed.

I picked up my phone and glanced at the news. I found that the news only mentioned that terrorists attacked the school and Principal Yin's intervention at the end.

This is all thanks to the Law on the Protection of Minors. In the school, the surveillance footage related to Meng Chuan's battle was also destroyed.

To prevent him from being targeted by the evil organization "Blackwater Company".

"Beep beep beep."

My phone beeped with a text message notification.

Meng Chuan clicked on the pop-up window.

[Yongan City Research Institute: Citizen Meng Chuan, please come to the Beilin District Weapons and Technology Research Institute during a weekday next week to collect your reward. (Note: Reward assisted by the police station)]

Meng Chuan was curious; he thought he was about to receive another large bonus, but it seemed this reward was indeed extraordinary.

I called Inspector Lung Kau, and he just said it was something new, and I'd find out when I got there.

Putting those thoughts aside, Meng Chuan went to the martial arts market again to buy some medicinal herbs, preparing to brew some more plasters.

With sufficient funds, and the recent demands of martial arts training increasing, it's always good to have extra money on hand.

Inside the police station.

Long Jiu sat in the police chief's office, extremely worried.

The Heavenly Demon said nothing more; this thing was too unstable, and encountering it was simply bad luck.

However, some of the demonic martial artists have become too rampant lately, even daring to cause trouble at schools.

The provincial security chief will be visiting Yong'an City in the next couple of days to inspect the city due to various incidents, both large and small, that have occurred recently.

Thinking of the other party's fiery temper, Long Jiu was already prepared to lose half his life.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened this time. In the end, Principal Yin intervened and even dealt with one of the leaders of a demonic organization from a distant island nation.

This inadvertently enhanced the international prestige of the Great Chu Kingdom. The island's cabinet even drafted a congratulatory telegram and sent it over, expressing their gratitude to the Great Chu Kingdom and Venerable Yin.

"Thank goodness, otherwise I wouldn't just be half-dead, I would be really dying."

Long Jiu rubbed his nose wearily, then stopped thinking about it.

"That old man Luo Guanyun asked me to keep an eye out for the investigation warrants that Meng Chuan could issue, partly to let my apprentice see more blood and boost his morale, and partly to increase his personal score."

"Oh well, let's wait until the situation stabilizes a bit more. Anyway, there's still some time before that kid's martial arts exam, so there's no need to rush."

Generally speaking, even top martial arts students who practice boxing on campus every day are required to undergo mandatory combat training from time to time.

For example, cooperating with the police to sweep up dens of evil spirits and assisting the police station in apprehending wanted criminals.

Because martial artists are not flowers in a greenhouse; growth requires bloodshed.

When Long Jiu and Luo Guanyun were studying at Beilian University, they did at least ten missions, each one fraught with danger, which is how they grew into the martial arts masters they are today.

Inside the Infinite Martial Arts Hall.

When Meng Chuan returned to the martial arts school to teach, most of the students gathered around him, their eyes full of anticipation.

They had all heard about the legendary story of their senior brother who saved a school all by himself.

This time, he was going to teach the "inch step" technique. Meng Chuan didn't say much, but simply explained a few key points of the inch step before starting to demonstrate.

(End of this chapter)