Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal, Section 37

Meng Chuan raised his cup, a few guesses forming in his heart.

It seemed Teacher Luo did not have a very good relationship with his daughter. He had never heard his master mention her before.

Ever since his mistress had brought up their daughter, the atmosphere at the dinner table had become somewhat strange. Teacher Luo still wore a cheerful smile on the surface, but it felt as though he was hiding something in his heart.

After dinner, Meng Chuan volunteered to wash the dishes.

Luo Guanyun and Ren Ping had not seen each other for some time. They leaned back on the sofa and chatted.

Ren Ping placed her hand against Luo Guanyun's chest and gently rubbed it. Greenish-blue true qi flickered faintly in her palm.

Ren Ping was a rare medical Martial Artist. The true-art-level martial art she cultivated was called the Azure Apothecary Satchel Sutra. The pale green true qi it produced could not only heal external wounds, but also examine a martial artist's internal condition through touch.

More than ten breaths later, the true qi in Ren Ping's palm dissipated. She withdrew her hand, her expression somewhat complicated.

"The Thunder Seed inside your body has darkened. It used to be navy blue, but now it's starting to turn black."

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"You definitely haven't cultivated the Profound Yin Reflecting Moon True Art lately to suppress the Thunder Seed. Are you willing to throw away your life just to teach your disciple?"

The Profound Yin Reflecting Moon True Art was the Xingyi School's water-element true art of the Five Elements. It could somewhat suppress the conflicting Primordial Spirit Thunder Seed Technique cultivated by Luo Guanyun.

"I have cultivated it, but I've had a lot going on lately and less time to practice. I can still hold on for a while. I know my own body."

Ever since taking Meng Chuan as his personal disciple, the time Luo Guanyun spent each night cultivating the Profound Yin Reflecting Moon True Art to suppress the Thunder Seed had been taken up by teaching Meng Chuan.

The poor cultivated literature, the rich cultivated martial arts. Although Luo Guanyun was a Martial Arts Grandmaster who had broken through the Third Great Limit, the martial arts school was still the foundation of his finances and could not be abandoned. It brought in at least tens of millions every year.

Luo Guanyun could only compress his daytime teaching hours at the martial arts school as much as possible, teaching one-on-one for only five hours each day. He used the remaining time squeezed out during the day to cultivate the water-element true art and suppress the Thunder Seed.

Ren Ping looked straight at Luo Guanyun and said without reservation:

"If this continues, you won't last until Meng Chuan can save you in the future.

"Whether he can even reach the thirteenth level or above and open a path for you is still uncertain. You yourself won't live to see that day."

Luo Guanyun replied blandly:

"I never expected him to open a path for me. As long as my Luo Family's thunder arts can be passed down, that's enough."

Ren Ping could hear it in her husband's tone. Luo Guanyun had long since cast life and death aside.

A conflicted look appeared on her face. After pondering for a long while, she finally made up her mind.

"When I go back this time, I'll help you persuade Luo Meng. Let her cultivate it after all."

Luo Guanyun looked at his wife in surprise, unable to understand.

Ren Ping had always opposed their daughter Luo Meng cultivating the thunder arts. Why had her attitude changed so drastically today?

Ren Ping continued:

"You and I are husband and wife. During the time we were apart, I questioned myself in my heart for a long time."

"I've thought it through. You gave Luo Meng life. Now that her father is in trouble, Luo Meng needs to repay that kindness. That is only right and proper."

"I never had any intention of demanding repayment for kindness. From beginning to end, I only wanted to pass down the thunder arts."

"You're not allowed to tell Luo Meng. There's no need to force her anymore. As long as the thunder arts can be inherited, that's enough.

"I don't care whether the inheritor is from the Luo Family or not. And I believe Meng Chuan will be more outstanding than her in the future."

Tears welled faintly in Ren Ping's eyes. Only she could understand the vulnerability hidden within this immensely powerful man.

"You need to take care of your health too. As long as you're alive, there's hope, old man."

Seeing his wife's genuine emotions, Luo Guanyun fell silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"Let's go inside and talk. Don't worry about me. I'm planning to... trade away Golden Exquisite in exchange for a life-extending medicine."

After returning to the bedroom, Luo Guanyun continued:

"Golden Exquisite is a fifth-grade True Weapon. Even venerables who have broken through the Fifth Great Limit would be tempted by it. If I add the four or five hundred million I've saved up, it should be more than enough to trade for an Evergreen Youth Pill that can bind the Thunder Seed for ten years."

"With the suppressive effect of Profound Yin Reflecting Moon added on top, I still have at least twenty years. I choose to gamble on Meng Chuan's future!"

Golden Exquisite was a fifth-grade True Weapon spear passed down through the Luo Family. It had been nurtured by the fortunes of heaven and earth for over two thousand years before gaining its present might.

If the Luo Family ancestors learned that Luo Guanyun dared sell it, they would probably leap out of the ancestral hall and beat him to death.

Her husband's choice had taken her by surprise, but after thinking it over carefully, she found it entirely reasonable.

After all, whenever Luo Guanyun faced a choice, he always chose to stake everything on one throw rather than sit helplessly and await death.

She supported Luo Guanyun's decision to sell the spear and extend his life, but she did not know Meng Chuan well and worried that he might not be able to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

She quietly made up her mind. She should still go back and persuade Luo Meng.

Only with people was there a future. Ren Ping said nothing and merely held her husband tightly.

It was rare to have free time during the day to teach Meng Chuan.

After adjusting his mindset, Luo Guanyun brought him into the villa's Martial Arts Training Room to practice fists.

Luo Guanyun instructed him:

"One day without practice, your hands and feet slow down. Two days without practice, you lose half of it. Three days without practice, you become an outsider. Four days without practice, you can only stare wide-eyed.

"Although today is New Year's Eve, you still have to practice your fists. No slacking off."

Meng Chuan nodded to show that he understood. Although he had One Proof, Eternal Proof, and could never forget what he learned,

the growth of martial arts proficiency still had to be hammered out one punch at a time.

They practiced until five in the afternoon before leaving the Martial Arts Training Room together.

As they walked, Luo Guanyun said:

"Disciple, at your current pace, your Cannon Fist should reach perfection in a few more days.

"When you practice afterward, pay attention to the core force generated by your waist. Only when waist and stance become one can your strength be transmitted outward more effectively."

"Understood, Teacher Luo. Then once my Cannon Fist reaches perfection, what fist technique will I practice next?"

"You'll know when the time comes. The greatest taboo in practicing fists is impatience. I won't tell you yet, lest you keep dwelling on it."

"Understood."

That evening, Luo Guanyun was going out drinking with an old classmate from North Union University. Ren Ping was preparing to return to her daughter's home and would give Meng Chuan a ride along the way.

In the car, it was Meng Chuan's first time being alone with his mistress, so he could not help feeling somewhat restrained.

Ren Ping was thoughtful and could see what Meng Chuan was thinking, so she spoke to ease the atmosphere.

"Little Meng, which martial arts university are you planning to apply to in the future?"

"North Union University, probably. The newly built Mount Li Campus is close to both my home and my master."

"Then you'll need to work hard. My daughter Luo Meng graduated from North Union University. After graduating, she stayed on as a teacher. Once you get in, she might even be able to teach you."

North Union University was one of the nine elite martial arts universities. Not only were its admissions requirements for students high, its hiring requirements for teachers were downright absurd.

Meng Chuan had heard people mention it in casual conversation.

Only young Martial Arts Grandmasters who had broken through the Second Great Limit before the age of [missing age] could barely qualify to stay on as teachers, taking into account their status as graduates of the university. Even then, whether they could pass their probationary period was another matter entirely.

It seemed Teacher Luo's daughter, Luo Meng, was exceptionally outstanding.

Then why was the relationship between father and daughter so tense?

Meng Chuan did not know, but since Teacher Luo did not speak of it, he would not ask unnecessarily.

"I'll work hard, Mistress."

"Keep it up!"

After saying that, Ren Ping added another sentence in her heart.

Work hard. Don't let your master down.

That night, after eating dinner at home, he accompanied Aunt and Uncle in watching the New Year gala for a while.

The programs at the gala were the same old routine every year. Meng Chuan quickly found it boring; it was nowhere near as exciting as martial arts competitions.

Remembering that he had not yet done his stance-training assignment for the day, he rose to bid Aunt and Uncle farewell and returned to his room to practice his stance.

Inside the bedroom.

Meng Chuan adjusted his breathing rhythm, then spread his feet shoulder-width apart. He made slight adjustments to keep his toes facing forward and parallel, lowered his waist slightly, and engaged his core for support.

Once he had settled into position, his waist and legs exerted force together, providing stable support and faintly forming a perfect character for "person."

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He recalled something Teacher Luo often said.

"Your attainment in stance work represents how much qi and blood your body can accommodate. As the saying goes, practice fists without practicing stances, and when you grow old, it all comes to nothing."