Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal — Part 24

With One Proof, Eternal Proof, there was no way Meng Chuan could regress. That was the value of possessing something once and never losing it.

"Good! Find time soon to go to the martial arts gym and test your Blood Qi. See whether you've broken through four points and reached the Third Blood Qi Threshold."

Because his disciple had started Blood Qi cultivation relatively late, Luo Guanyun placed particular importance on this aspect.

"Master has business to handle during the day. Practice on your own first, then come over at the usual time tonight."

"Got it, Teacher Luo."

Even if Teacher Luo had not said so, Meng Chuan had other things to do during the day.

New Year's Day was approaching, and Meng Chuan planned to buy New Year's gifts for the people around him. The three hundred thousand in his hands had not had a single cent spent from it yet, so he had some confidence.

When Uncle heard the sound of the phone call end, he turned and urged him, "Finished? Come eat."

"Okay, Uncle."

"Are you still going to your master's place later? I can drive you there."

"Teacher Luo has something to do during the day, so I won't be going. I'll go tonight instead."

Uncle picked up some food for Meng Chuan with his chopsticks. "Has martial arts training been hard lately?"

Meng Chuan wolfed down his food. "Not hard at all. I'll go test my Blood Qi in a couple of days. My fist art just reached major mastery, so my Blood Qi should have improved a little too."

Meng Yongzhi's heart trembled. Meng Chuan had only broken through to the Second Blood Qi Threshold a few days ago. If he broke through again, would he not be on the same level as him?

"Don't tell me you're about to enter the Third Blood Qi Threshold?"

"Most likely. Even if I don't reach it, I can just improve my movement technique a bit more."

"Good lad! You..."

Meng Yongzhi was so excited that his words became jumbled. He had reached the third Blood Qi Barrier at forty-six, yet Meng Chuan had reached his current height at sixteen.

"Then admission to Yong'an Martial Arts University is practically nailed down, isn't it?"

Meng Yongzhi could not help secretly looking forward to it.

After Meng Yongzhi's recent explanations, Xue Na had come to understand that her nephew's martial arts talent was quite good.

She felt that life was becoming more and more hopeful. Raising her cup, she said, "True gold fears no fire. Keep it up, Chuan'er!"

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Cheers!"

"Heavenly Martial Science & Industry reminds you: Myriad Worlds Plaza Station has arrived. Please take your luggage, wallets, and other belongings with you, and exit in an orderly manner."

Meng Chuan still habitually took the tram whenever he went out. Not only was it fast and free from traffic jams, but more importantly, crowds gathered on trams and their yang energy was strong. Ordinary weak Heavenly Demons did not dare approach.

Unless it was an intelligent Heavenly Demon, which possessed its own thoughts and behavioral logic. Ordinary mindless Heavenly Demons instinctively avoided large crowds.

As everyone knew, Heavenly Demons came from Demon Nests, and Demon Nests were born in the Sky Demon Realm. The appearance of most Heavenly Demons was not entirely without pattern.

Rumor had it that Heavenly Demons were hostile to humanity because they could advance and grow stronger by feeding on human negative emotions.

Whether grief and resentment, fear, greed, jealousy, or anything else, every emotional fluctuation in humans was nourishment for a Heavenly Demon's advancement.

And it was often only during death and separation that humans produced their greatest negative emotions—extreme sorrow and fear.

Therefore, during the period when a Level 4 Demon Nest had appeared outside Yong'an City, Meng Chuan tried not to stray far from crowds on the one hand, while on the other, he worked hard to keep his emotions stable and avoid encountering Heavenly Demons.

Meng Chuan was still very weak. Even the lowest-level Heavenly Demon was more than he could handle.

However, Meng Chuan had always been good at managing his emotions. Even when he practiced the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art and faced the world's incomprehension, he did not care much.

In daily life, he rarely experienced major emotional fluctuations and calmly faced everyone and everything.

With memories from his previous life, he had already died once. There was truly nothing left to fear.

Which was why the incident at Tongjia Alley last time had merely been an accident.

All this information was available on the Martial Arts Association's official website, but Great Chu was generally peaceful and prosperous. If the sky fell, there were tall people to hold it up.

Thus, Heavenly Demon invasions were relatively infrequent, and the public did not truly take them seriously.

The authorities had not chosen to conceal the Tongjia Alley incident. Instead, they had reported and publicized it extensively, hoping to make the public more vigilant.

People teaching people never truly teaches; events teaching people teaches in one go.

People only learned their lesson after something happened.

Myriad Worlds Plaza was Yong'an's newly built high-end shopping complex. It covered nearly one hundred and sixty mu and had received nearly ten billion in total investment.

When he reached the main entrance, Meng Chuan looked up and saw an enormous "mechanical tree," over a hundred meters tall and brimming with technological flair—the Future Tree—standing before him.

As Meng Chuan admired the man-made giant tree, he inwardly marveled at how quickly technology had advanced, not losing in the slightest to martial arts.

Before martial arts emerged, technology had always been the main theme of the world.

Although the threat of Heavenly Demons had allowed martial arts to catch up and knock science and technology down from their altar in modern society, technological development could naturally not have become useless.

On the one hand, it brought convenience to human life. On the other, it could also feed back into martial arts. Although the various martial arts supplements on the market currently contained some impurities, as technology continued to advance, those side effects would surely improve.

Furthermore, technological progress also represented increased firepower from modern weapons.

Of the three major types of Heavenly Demons, solid Heavenly Demons could be destroyed with modern weapons after their Sky Demon Force Fields had been broken.

But the more dangerous void and Concept-Type Sky Demons required Martial Artists to fight them in the flesh. Modern weapons were completely ineffective.

"Let's go take a look around and pick out gifts for them."

After seeing the Future Tree, Meng Chuan suddenly felt less confident about the money in his pocket.

Before coming, he had heard people online say that even a pink pineapple here cost over a thousand.

Meng Chuan was indeed not very good at shopping. After doing some rough online research, he first headed straight to Ancestor Bird and bought his master a black outdoor jacket. It seemed to suit Teacher Luo's cool temperament.

He then selected the same style in blue for Uncle. All of Uncle's jackets were blue, so he could not go wrong with that color.

For Auntie, he bought an LX handbag. It was an international luxury brand, and Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and spent over forty thousand on it.

Auntie cooked for him every day and also brewed medicinal meals for him. She was usually the one who worked the hardest.

A few days ago, he had accidentally overheard Auntie talking to one of her close friends on the phone. She had heard that friend had bought an LX bag worth over twenty thousand and had been especially envious.

So Meng Chuan decided to buy her an even more expensive one, so Auntie could hold her head high before her friends.

Then there was Wang Yue, the fatty. Meng Chuan directly ordered a black Maisu variable-frequency treadmill to be delivered to his home.

Wang Yue had to lose weight if he wanted to pursue Qin Mengya. Buying him a treadmill was helping him—nothing wrong with that.

He had bought more or less everything he needed. As he reached the exit, Meng Chuan suddenly remembered that the principal had also treated him well. Not only had he driven him to the Martial Arts Association to test the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art, he had even pulled strings for him.

But he could not buy anything too expensive. At heart, Meng Chuan was still fairly thrifty.

Besides, even if he bought an expensive gift for him, the principal probably would not accept it. He could not send the principal to prison just because he gave him a gift.

After thinking it over, Meng Chuan spent a few hundred yuan on an exquisite pair of handmade teacups for the principal. The two small cups were engraved with dragons and phoenixes and looked very beautiful.

Meng Chuan opened the lovely gift box and secretly admired them. "One for the principal to use, and the other for me whenever I visit."

"Viewers, ta-da-da-da! This is the Future Tree, Yong'an City's newly built landmark."

As a recently opened shopping mall in Yong'an, Myriad Worlds Plaza had invited many influencers and internet celebrities to livestream promotions inside the mall.

Liu Yue was among the most popular of them, with more than one hundred thousand viewers currently in her livestream.

"Who's looking at the tree? Look at her legs."

"Streamer, you dropped your pen. Please pick it up."

Liu Yue's livestreaming style was to hold a selfie stick by herself, singing while livestreaming.

At this moment, she interacted with her viewers. "Friends in the livestream, if the likes reach ten million, how about we randomly pick a store and go inside to choose an outfit for me to change into for you?"

The guys in the livestream disagreed.

"Don't make it random. I'll start a poll. Press 1 if you want her to go to a lingerie store."

"1, 1, 1."

Liu Yue was rather helpless as she watched the comments, but there was nothing she could do. The audience was king.

She could only pretend not to see them, find another topic, and continue interacting to maintain her popularity.

"Ah! Robbery!"

Liu Yue's scream tore through the quiet. While she was reading the comments, a tall, burly figure yanked away her bag in one swift motion.