Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal

Luo Guanyun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he secretly rejoiced.

"Come, show me."

Luo Guanyun remembered that he had only taught him Cannon Fist not long ago. Yet in just a few days, he had crossed from beginner to proficient.

If it was true, then he had definitely been stimulated into awakening an acquired trait.

Meng Chuan rose and stepped forward, instantly entering the zone.

He began to perform Cannon Fist with complete focus. With the aid of One Proof, Eternal Proof, he had not forgotten a single movement he had learned. At the end, he smoothly finished with the Three-Ring Cannon.

Meng Chuan's Cannon Fist flowed like drifting clouds and running water, utterly unlike something a beginner could have mastered. Moreover, he had displayed the mark of proficiency—the Three-Ring Cannon.

Taking all that together, Luo Guanyun was certain that Meng Chuan had awakened a trait!

"Good, good, good! Solid work, not bad at all!"

"Come, Little Meng. Sit down, let's talk."

Meng Chuan sat down beside him.

"You should have noticed it too. After what happened that night, your talent has improved tremendously.

"Not only did National Obligatory Basic Fist Art break through its limits, but it is also very likely that you awakened an acquired trait."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Luo Guanyun's face before he continued.

"I admit that I may have been somewhat snobbish, but that's just how martial arts are. Without talent, everything is empty talk.

"Besides, what I intend to teach you in the future is the Thunder Law True Skill, one of the hardest arts to cultivate. I've already explained the dangers involved to you before, haven't I?"

Meng Chuan knew that his chance had come. He understood what Luo Guanyun meant by saying all this.

He did not blame the other man for looking down on him before, only to come seeking him out as a disciple now that he had awakened.

No one was a sage; who could be without faults?

Besides, according to what Head Luo had said before, forcing oneself to cultivate the Thunder Law without talent was simply courting death. Thus, he completely understood the shift in Luo Guanyun's attitude.

After all, who could have known that he possessed the Martial Arts Limit-Breaking Panel and had obtained One Proof, Eternal Proof?

Meng Chuan felt that aside from Luo Guanyun's formidable strength, his character was also frank and sincere.

Other than being a little hot-tempered, Meng Chuan could hardly find any fault with him. Besides, the man had saved his life.

Seeing this, Luo Guanyun got straight to the point.

"Meng Chuan, are you willing to become my only personal disciple for now and follow me in cultivating the Thunder Law True Skill?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Chuan answered in a clear voice.

"This disciple, Meng Chuan, greets Teacher!"

"Hahaha, good! Get up, get up. We don't do that kneeling and kowtowing stuff anymore."

Luo Guanyun was overjoyed. He had finally found a student suited to cultivating the Thunder Law, and the Luo Family's true skill would finally have an heir.

"Let me make this clear first. If you become my disciple, then no matter where you attend university in the future, you must cultivate the Thunder Law True Skill and break through to become a Martial Artist."

"The Thunder Law is dangerous. You must not regret it."

Meng Chuan nodded to show that he understood.

"This disciple is willing to cultivate the Thunder Law."

He believed that with the panel and One Proof, Eternal Proof, so long as he persevered, he would surely master the Thunder Law True Skill one day.

Afterward, he repeatedly thanked Luo Guanyun at his side. Countless people dreamed of becoming the academy head's disciple, yet he had plucked the peach.

"Chuan'er, today's apprenticeship came rather abruptly. After you return home today, you should discuss it with your guardians and give me a definite answer. You can tell them about the risks of cultivating the Thunder Law in the future; there is no need to hide it."

Luo Guanyun believed the matter was already set in stone, but Meng Chuan was still underage, so it was best to inform his guardians first.

"No problem, Teacher Luo. My uncle would definitely be overjoyed to have me take you as my teacher."

Luo Guanyun patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha, then that's fine. Give me a call after you've told them!"

Meng Chuan said solemnly, "Teacher Luo, your willingness to take me as your disciple is a great kindness that Meng Chuan will never forget for all eternity."

"I already told you, we don't do that sort of thing anymore. Just train hard and keep up that drive—that will be the best repayment you can give me."

"Enough for now. Hurry back and ask your family for their opinion so we can settle this.

"I need to prepare to meet your aunt and uncle and discuss your future development plans."

It was not until Meng Chuan reached the tram station that he felt as though he had awakened from a dream.

Even with the composure of someone who had lived two lives, his heart still surged with excitement when he thought about it.

He had become the sole personal disciple of one of the few Martial Arts Grandmasters in all of Yong'an City—Qianyuan Thunderclap, Luo Guanyun.

He silently encouraged himself.

I must work even harder from now on. I can't bring shame upon Master!

When he returned home, his uncle was still at work, and only Auntie Xue Na was there.

"Auntie, I'm back!"

Women were especially sensitive to changes in emotion. Xue Na immediately noticed that Meng Chuan was different today. He seemed exceptionally happy.

"You're back quite early today. Why are you so happy?"

Xue Na had a guess. Could it be that Meng Chuan had made some major breakthrough in martial arts?

Meng Chuan was usually like a sealed jar, quiet and not fond of talking. He normally did not show such intense happiness as he did today.

Under ordinary circumstances, only matters related to martial arts could stir his emotions.

Meng Chuan said with a smile, "Head Luo wants to take me as his personal disciple. He told me to come home and discuss it with you first."

Xue Na was stunned. Her husband had called earlier to say that Meng Chuan had improved some kind of fist art. She did not practice martial arts, so she could not understand any of it.

But she understood that a Martial Artist wanted to take Meng Chuan as a disciple. Their family would have someone to rely on in the future.

It seemed her husband had been telling the truth when he said Meng Chuan had the potential to become a Martial Artist. He had not lied to her.

She secretly rejoiced.

A Martial Artist has taken a liking to our boy. Meng Yongzhi's judgment isn't bad after all!

Xue Na hurriedly said, "What is there to discuss? Agree at once!"

"How much is the apprenticeship fee? I'll go withdraw it right now. We can't delay their time."

Xue Na rose, ready to change clothes and withdraw money. If they missed this village, there would be no such shop ahead.

"Head Luo didn't mention money. He probably doesn't want any."

Meng Chuan felt that he wanted a good teacher to learn fist arts and the Thunder Law True Skill from.

Head Luo, meanwhile, wanted a suitable successor to learn the Thunder Law. Their views aligned; talking about money would only hurt their feelings.

"He really isn't charging anything?"

Xue Na was doubtful. Just being a student at the martial arts academy cost a thousand yuan a day. If he was taking in a disciple without charging an apprenticeship fee of one or two hundred thousand, it did not seem to fit his character.

"Forget it, I don't understand these things either. I'll call your uncle first."

Meng Chuan returned to his bedroom and continued practicing fist arts, while Xue Na called her husband in the living room to share the good news.

"Yongzhi, what time are you coming back?"

"What is it?"

"An enormous piece of good news, about Chuan'er. It's even bigger than what you told me this morning."

"Anyway, hurry home. I'm going out to buy medicinal cuisine ingredients for Chuan'er first. I'll tell you when we meet tonight."

On the other end of the line, Meng Yongzhi fell silent for a moment.

Although he had no idea what medicine Xue Na was selling from her gourd, he decided to head back immediately.

"Alright, wait for me. I'm rushing back now!"

"Xiao Liu, give me the car keys. We've got an emergency!"

Before long, Meng Yongzhi rushed back in a whirlwind. Xue Na, carrying a bag of medicinal herbs, met her husband beneath the apartment building.

Meng Yongzhi stopped her at once and asked, "What happened? I've been so worried all the way here that I've been scratching at my ears and cheeks."

By now, Xue Na's excitement had passed, and she said rather calmly, "That Head Luo from Infinite Martial Arts Academy wants to take Meng Chuan as his disciple."