Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm

"If it's an invitation from the Guardian Lord, Father, you might as well accept it." Lu Chuan did not refuse the Guardian Lord's overtures.

"Won't it affect you?"

Father Lu was still somewhat worried.

"It won't." Lu Chuan smiled.

Seeing this, Father Lu nodded. "All right, then I'll reply to the Guardian Lord tomorrow."

The Guardian Lord's overtures were unimportant. Lu Chuan had not forgotten his real business.

"Dad, do you know where I can buy Vegetable Juice?" Lu Chuan asked.

"Vegetable Juice?"

"What do you want that stuff for?"

Father Lu was puzzled.

"I suddenly felt like drinking it."

Lu Chuan had no way to explain the truth, so he could only blame it on his own peculiar taste.

"I happen to know a juice factory. If you like it, I can buy some at cost."

Father Lu did not think much of it.

"Really?"

Lu Chuan was overjoyed when he heard that. This would save him quite a bit of trouble. "Then get me a ton first."

"How much?"

Father Lu looked at Lu Chuan in disbelief. "O-one ton?"

"Are you planning to live on the stuff?"

"Personal preference, personal preference..." Lu Chuan chuckled awkwardly.

Seeing this, Father Lu did not ask any further questions.

As long as his son liked it, that was enough.

Besides, a ton of Vegetable Juice would not cost much. With his son's abilities, refining a few potions would be more than enough to cover it.

Before long, Father Lu contacted the factory.

Although the factory owner was also confused as to why Father Lu needed so much Vegetable Juice, given Lu Chuan's status, he did not dare ask too many questions.

He merely promised again and again that he would deliver the Vegetable Juice to the Lu residence as quickly as possible.

The next morning.

With a barrel of Vegetable Juice on his back, Lu Chuan returned to Third Middle School beneath everyone's astonished gazes.

"Damn? Master Lu has changed hobbies again?"

"No wonder he became an Alchemist. Look at that hobby—how extraordinary."

"How about we try Vegetable Juice too? Maybe we'll become Alchemists as well."

As his classmates discussed him, Lu Chuan drank Vegetable Juice and let out a bitter smile.

Did they really think he enjoyed drinking this stuff?

This taste was not even as good as plain water.

After frowning his way through a liter of Vegetable Juice, Lu Chuan took a deep breath and left the classroom.

It was not that Lu Chuan could not endure his classmates' chatter. Rather, he had suddenly remembered a wager.

When he had first received the Evergreen Art, the Principal had made the terms clear.

Whoever learned the technique first would receive a martial arts manual from the Principal's private collection.

Now, it was time to collect his reward.

Third Middle School, the Principal's office.

"Lu Chuan, you're here. Is there something you need?"

Seeing Lu Chuan arrive, the Principal hurriedly set aside his work and looked at him with a smile.

The Principal could not have been more satisfied with Lu Chuan.

His Martial Arts Talent was outstanding, enough to be called the best in Third Middle School.

He had even become a lofty First-grade Alchemist.

Such an exceptional student was a once-in-a-century rarity.

The only pity was that his comprehension was somewhat lacking.

Still, with Lu Chuan's talent in alchemy, he was destined to achieve something in the future.

By then, buying treasures that could improve his comprehension would be enough to make up for Lu Chuan's deficiency in that regard.

It could be said that Lu Chuan was a natural seedling of greatness.

How could the Principal not be satisfied with such a monstrous student?

"Principal, I've already learned the Evergreen Art." Lu Chuan got straight to the point.

"Oh, you've learned the Evergreen Art."

"What? What did you say?"

The Principal abruptly stood up and stared at Lu Chuan in disbelief. "Lu Chuan, that joke isn't funny."

"The Evergreen Art is a Mid-grade Technique."

"Leaving aside your poor comprehension, even if your comprehension were the best in Third Middle School, you still couldn't learn the Evergreen Art in less than a month."

"It has not even been twenty days since you received the Evergreen Art, has it?"

"You really learned it?"

Seeing the suspicion on the Principal's face, Lu Chuan knew that unless he showed something, the Principal would never believe him.

That was perfectly normal.

If Lu Chuan were the Principal, he would not believe it either.

How could someone whose comprehension was considered the lowest in Third Middle School learn a Mid-grade Technique within a month?

But then, Lu Chuan had cheats.

Lu Chuan slowly raised his right hand, then gave it a gentle wave. A green light suddenly appeared within the office.

At the sight of that Green Light, the Principal's eyes widened like lanterns, his face filling with horror.

He instinctively backed away, only stopping when he bumped into his desk.

His mouth hung slightly open as he muttered unconsciously, "N-no... That's impossible..."

"Lu Chuan's comprehension is obviously so low. How could he have learned the Evergreen Art?"

"Unless..."

"You've been slacking off!"

Suddenly, the Principal seemed to think of something. The shock vanished from his face, replaced by a deep sense of grievance.

Comprehension was unlike talent; it could not be measured with instruments.

To test comprehension, one could only observe a student and see how long it took them to learn Oceanic Embrace.

Lu Chuan had been judged to have poor comprehension precisely because he had failed to even begin Oceanic Embrace after two full years.

Yet failing to learn a technique for a long time was not caused solely by poor comprehension. There was another possibility.

That was slacking off, refusing to study the technique.

And judging from the result before him, compared to believing that Lu Chuan's comprehension was poor, the Principal was more willing to believe that Lu Chuan had been slacking off.

After all, how could someone with poor comprehension possibly learn the Evergreen Art?

"Lu Chuan, you little rascal! You won't let go until you see the rabbit!"

"When learning Oceanic Embrace brought no reward, you deliberately slacked off."

"When learning the Evergreen Art came with a reward, you stopped pretending!"

"Do you know how many opportunities you wasted by slacking off for two years?"

"With your talent, if you hadn't slacked off, you would have been admitted early by a top university long ago!"

"I..."

The more the Principal spoke, the angrier he became. If not for Lu Chuan's status as an Alchemist, he would have strung him up and beaten him long ago.

Lu Chuan was also bewildered.

How had he suddenly become someone who slacked off?

My comprehension really is poor!

Fine, then. Let it be slacking off. He could not exactly hold his head high and say that he had not slacked off—he had merely activated cheats.

"Principal, please calm your anger. During the past two years, I was simply engrossed in studying alchemy."

"Otherwise, how could I have become a First-grade Alchemist in such a short time?"

Lu Chuan's words calmed the Principal down.

That was right. No matter how monstrous someone was, they could not become a First-grade Alchemist so quickly.

Unless he had studied the fundamentals and precautions of alchemy beforehand.

Only after making every preparation could he go on to learn the formulas.

Only then would it be possible to become an Alchemist in a short time.

"I wrongly blamed you."

The Principal looked apologetic. "I apologize to you."

"Also, I suggest that we spread the news that you studied alchemy in advance. Otherwise, the evaluation that your comprehension is poor will greatly affect your future."

"Furthermore, the fact that you learned alchemy in such a short time may draw the attention of those with ill intentions."

"What do you think?"

"I'll leave it to the Principal." Lu Chuan did not refuse.

"Good. Leave the matter to me."

"Oh, right. According to the wager, I am to give you a martial arts manual. Take a look first."

With that, the Principal took out a Yellow Booklet from his desk and handed it to Lu Chuan.

Several large characters were written prominently on the Yellow Booklet.

Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm!