Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal — Part 20

"Really?"

Meng Yongzhi knew that Master Luo was far more than just a Martial Artist. He had never expected the man to take an interest in his child.

"It's true. Chuan'er just came back and told me himself. He said the master wanted to hear what we thought."

"What the hell is there for us to think about? Agree right away!"

"Come on, come on, hurry upstairs. Go stew some medicinal cuisine for the child."

The two rushed upstairs in a flurry. Along the way, Meng Yongzhi could barely contain his excitement and nearly stumbled several times.

"Slow down. Look how anxious you are."

"Ah, I'm too excited. You don't understand—do you know how formidable Master Luo is? He isn't some ordinary Martial Artist. He's a Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

"Let me tell you, even if Meng Chuan can't get into a good martial arts university in the future, as long as he trains properly under this master, becoming a Martial Artist is basically guaranteed!"

A Martial Artist—Xue Na would not have dared dream of it. Hearing her husband's words, her hands began trembling again without her realizing it.

Meng Yongzhi rushed into Meng Chuan's bedroom.

"Chuan'er, hurry up and agree! How much money does he want? Uncle will transfer it right away."

"Alright, I'll call Teacher Luo back now. He didn't mention money to me, though."

"Good, good, good. I understand. We need to arrange a proper meal for him, or we'll look like we don't know the rules."

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded in agreement.

Early the next morning, Meng Chuan rose as usual to practice his fist art before going to school.

After finishing, he looked at the panel.

Cannon Fist: Proficient (1%) → (4%), pending limit-break

Limit-Breaking Trait: Heavy Blow (Beginner)

"My proficiency is still increasing quite quickly. Every two rounds of practice raise it by 1%."

"But it's clearly slower than when I was at the beginner stage. Once I reach mastery, the difficulty will probably rise by another level."

"Still, it's already fast. With One Proof, Eternal Proof, my cultivation speed has long surpassed that of ordinary martial artists with lower-mid bone aptitude."

If he wanted to further increase his cultivation speed, he would need to put serious effort into stance training for now.

Morning and Evening Enlightenment was clearly a trait related to comprehension. Though it was only a beginner trait, it would surely improve him in that regard once obtained.

"One step at a time. The Martial Arts Limit-Breaking Panel can't make me stronger just by letting me add points. I still have to focus on accumulating progress bit by bit in my daily life."

Meng Chuan had endured twelve years already. No matter how bitter or exhausting it became, he could bear it.

Just do it!

Uncle personally drove Meng Chuan to school.

After arriving at school, the first thing Meng Chuan did was go find the principal to discuss cooperating with the Martial Arts Association in recording and testing the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art.

Arriving at the principal's office, Meng Chuan knocked politely.

"Is the principal in?"

"Who is it? Come in."

Meng Chuan pushed open the door and entered.

The principal had some impression of him. He practiced the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art every day, and no matter how they tried to get him to learn other fist arts, he stubbornly refused.

Still, his lower-mid bone aptitude was quite good. He was a promising seedling with a chance of getting into a first-rate martial arts university.

The principal adjusted his glasses and, after hesitating briefly, said,

"You are... Meng Chuan from Class Three, Year One, right?"

Meng Chuan got straight to the point.

"Yes. Principal, I'd like to discuss something with you."

"What is it? Tell me first."

Meng Chuan explained from beginning to end how his National Obligatory Basic Fist Art had broken through to perfection.

The principal was greatly shocked. He truly had not expected that although this child was stubborn to the bone, he...

His stubbornness had paid off! He had really stubbornly forced something out of it!

When Meng Chuan proposed going to the Martial Arts Association every day for testing recently, the principal made a snap decision and waved his hand grandly.

"Get ready to go!"

"I'll personally drive you there in a moment. I'll wait at the entrance for you to come out."

Seven o'clock that evening.

Yongfu Grand Banquet Restaurant, Spring Courtyard Snow private room.

The private room's decor was refined without being ostentatious. Its color scheme, lighting, and furnishings all displayed the taste and style of the Everlasting Fortune Feast.

This time, Meng Yongzhi had truly spared no expense to host Luo Guanyun. Booking the private room alone had cost eighteen hundred and eighty-eight.

Meng Chuan waited downstairs for his teacher, while Aunt and Uncle ordered dishes upstairs first.

Seeing that Luo Guanyun had yet to arrive, Xue Na felt a little pained over the money and said,

"I think there was no need to spend so much. Wouldn't it have been better to invite Master Luo to eat at our home?"

Meng Yongzhi glared at her.

"How is this spending too much? When dealing with a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it has to be high-class. It needs style."

"You're the one who knows everything."

Xue Na flipped through the menu, unsure what to order. Nothing was cheap.

"Look at this fish, and this fried chicken. If I bought the ingredients and cooked them at home, how much could it possibly cost? Change the setting, and suddenly they're selling it for over a thousand."

Meng Yongzhi found Xue Na too slow and snatched the menu away.

"I'll order. Look at you, acting so small-minded."

Not long after they finished ordering, Luo Guanyun and Meng Chuan arrived at the private room. Meng Yongzhi and Xue Na hurriedly rose to greet them.

Luo Guanyun waved his hand, indicating there was no need.

"Come, come, sit down, all of you. There's no need for this. Since I've taken Meng Chuan in, we're family from now on."

After the four sat down, Luo Guanyun continued,

"Ever since Meng Chuan came to the martial arts school, I've seen his diligence and hard work with my own eyes. That is why I have accepted Meng Chuan as my personal disciple today. As his parents, you two can also serve as witnesses today."

"My requirements for disciples are rather strict. As they say, strict teachers produce outstanding students. Meng Chuan is the first disciple I have accepted in the true sense of the word, and perhaps the last as well."

"I will certainly teach him with all my heart. Please rest assured, both of you."

The two repeatedly said they did not dare accept such words.

"For you to take Meng Chuan in is his good fortune. Of course we are assured."

Meng Chuan immediately declared his resolve upon hearing this.

"Master, I will definitely train hard in martial arts and not disgrace you."

With that, Meng Chuan took out the fine wine Meng Yongzhi had just requested and poured a cup for his master. He then raised his own teacup in toast.

"Thank you, Teacher Luo, for accepting me as your disciple. Today, this disciple will use tea in place of wine to toast Master!"

Seeing this, Luo Guanyun smiled in satisfaction.

"Good!"

The following night, A003, Hua Yun Estates Villa District.

Luo Guanyun had a dedicated Martial Arts Training Room in his home.

Meng Chuan's gaze was cold and sharp as he fixed his eyes ahead. Seizing the right moment, he launched attack after attack at the wooden Human Stance. The booming sounds of cannons firing from their barrels rang out without end.

"Good, stop. Not bad, but your core still isn't stable enough. Your movements deform a little when you strike. Come, watch my posture carefully."

As he spoke, Luo Guanyun demonstrated. Cannon blasts exploded one after another, truly achieving the perfection of nine echoes!

"Teacher Luo is amazing. This disciple is far inferior."

"Stop flattering me. Watch the movements carefully—see how my waist exerts force. If your core can't support you, then no matter how strong your power or technique is, you can't achieve the perfection of nine echoes. Come on, keep practicing. Let me see."

An hour later, Meng Chuan sat down to rest briefly. He looked at the Martial Arts Limit-Breaking Panel.

Cannon Fist: Proficient (4%) → (20%)

Having a famous teacher really was great. His proficiency rose at breakneck speed!

"Teacher Luo, let's continue."

"Good."

Every time Meng Chuan practiced his fist art, his improvement was visible to the naked eye. Luo Guanyun was also happy to teach him.