Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Eventually Become Immortal

The bald chief nodded in approval.

"Very good. Let me add one more thing. With the surveillance footage at the scene missing, and human interference ruled out, it was most likely interference from a Sky Demon Force Field."

He continued in a deep voice.

"Little Li, carry out my orders. Everyone in Qindu District—including criminal investigators, patrol officers, traffic police, and even household registration officers—will all be placed under your captain Liu Jinglong's command. Every last one of them needs to get moving!"

"Find that Heavenly Demon for me. I'll personally make it taste the same death, to console the spirits of our fallen comrades!"

"Yes, sir!"

There had not been a Heavenly Demon in his jurisdiction for many years.

At that thought, a murderous chill welled up within the bald officer.

An aura like that of a primordial beast surged from his body. Then, the phantom of a gigantic ape faintly appeared above his head, roaring at the sky.

You dared to slaughter my men? You must be tired of living!

The other officers lowered their heads and avoided his gaze. It had been a long time since they had seen Chief Long lose his temper.

After getting off the tram, Meng Chuan hurried home. He had been unable to reach his uncle by phone all the way there, and he was frantic with worry.

"Knock, knock, knock."

No one answered the door either. Damn it, could something really have happened?

Meng Chuan did not dare think any further. He hurriedly took out his key, fumbling several times before inserting it into the lock. He twisted the handle and rushed into the living room.

"Uncle? Uncle, are you home?"

The living room was empty. The door to his aunt and uncle's bedroom was shut. Meng Chuan knocked, but no one answered. He turned around, grabbed his keys, and prepared to go out and ask at the police station where his uncle worked.

"What is it, Chuan'er? Why are you in such a rush?"

The bedroom door opened. His uncle, Meng Yongzhi, held a phone in one hand and raised the other to his lips, signaling him not to make a sound.

Meng Chuan froze in place without replying. Only after a moment did he finally let out a long breath.

Thank goodness. It wasn't Uncle.

"I'm in a conference call. Tell me later if you need something."

Meng Yongzhi made another shushing gesture, then turned back inside and closed the bedroom door.

Now that Meng Chuan's mind was at ease, he returned to his room and opened the illustrated guide for the Three Powers Stance, practicing according to the key points the martial arts hall master had explained that day.

After a while, Meng Yongzhi knocked and entered.

He carried a red gift box. On its front was a figure executing a flying kick, with a conspicuous line of small words printed above its head—"A genius's first step: Mind Virtue Tendon-Bone Elixir."

"This is Mingde Pharmaceuticals' newly released monthly Tendon-Bone Elixir set. One bottle a day strengthens your tendons and bones. It's perfect for building your foundation right now. Let's try it for a month first and see how it works. If it works well, we'll keep buying it. Your uncle can renew the subscription with just one phone call."

Meng Chuan stared at the gift box on the table, somewhat at a loss. He had no idea what had gotten into his uncle these past few days. First, he had signed him up for a martial arts hall membership, and now he was buying him these martial arts gift packs.

"Uncle, I ran into... well, your colleague was killed on my way back."

"You saw it? It didn't scare you, did it? The station already held a meeting to notify us about it. When you called me earlier, I was in the community activity room dancing with your aunt and didn't pick up. Then I received the meeting notice, and my phone stayed occupied the whole time afterward. I made you worry."

Meng Yongzhi was no fool. He immediately understood why Meng Chuan had been so anxious to find him when he got home.

As expected of the boy he had raised as his own son, Meng Yongzhi felt deeply gratified.

"Be especially careful going to and from school lately. Go straight home after classes end. Don't go to the martial arts hall for the next few days. Wait until the weekend before going again."

Meng Yongzhi gave him another warning.

"You need to be careful too."

Meng Chuan was worried about his uncle, who was a patrol officer.

His uncle reassured him.

"Don't worry. This matter is indeed dangerous because it involves a Heavenly Demon, but I'm mainly responsible for canvassing and inspections around Peaceful High School. The risk is very low, so you don't need to worry about me."

"Focus on practicing martial arts. Tell me if you need anything, even if I have to sell everything I own. Your uncle's greatest wish is for our family to produce a martial artist. Don't worry about anything else. I'm looking forward to the day you become a martial artist!"

"Go on and keep practicing."

Meng Yongzhi patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder, then returned to the living room. He turned on the television and lowered the volume to the minimum.

—Yong'an City Publicity Department:

"Once again, we remind all residents that a Level 4 Demon Nest has recently appeared outside Yong'an City. Huayan Martial Arts University Principal Dragon-Riding Guanyin - Zheng Yulan is currently leading a team to suppress it. During this period, the city government urges everyone not to go out at night unless necessary. Life comes first; safety is paramount!"

"What troubled times. The Heavenly Demon traces that appeared in Qindu District probably came from this Demon Nest. Damn, and it's even Level 4."

Meng Yongzhi was extremely upset. A Demon Nest appearing near Yong'an City was no good thing, let alone a Level 4 Demon Nest, which had appeared only a few times in history.

The last Level 4 Demon Nest had appeared in Guiyun Province. At the time, the Great Chu Nation had just been founded, and those in power wanted to use the incident to establish their authority. They dispatched an unprecedented demon-extermination force to Guiyun.

Even so, that battle was won only with great difficulty, lasting more than two months.

Guiyun had originally been mountainous terrain. After the blockade was lifted, the local residents returned and discovered in shock that their homeland had been forcibly beaten into a basin.

Heavenly Demons were precisely the products of Demon Nests.

Their exact origins could be traced back a thousand years. Back then, rumors of demons, monsters, ghosts, and spirits circulated among the people. Some demons built temples, disguised themselves as monks, and devoured humans; others seduced scholars and drained their vital essence.

Three hundred years after the founding of Great Chu, when the nation's strength had reached unprecedented heights, the Grand Ancestor spent a long time researching with the power of the entire nation and discovered an unknown world that no one had ever known existed.

"Enemies from beyond the heavens, born of bewitching demonic thoughts."

The Grand Ancestor named it the "Sky Demon Realm."

People could not actively enter the Sky Demon Realm to explore it and could only come into contact with it passively, because the Sky Demon Realm existed within the World's Dark Side.

When the earth's veins became abnormal and magnetic fields reversed, it meant that part of the Sky Demon Realm's territory had intersected and collided with the real world.

The portion of that territory appearing in the real world was named—a Demon Nest.

The creatures of the Sky Demon Realm that emerged from Demon Nests naturally came to be called "Heavenly Demons."

Regardless of their strength, each possessed a strange, distorted force field that interfered with the real world while protecting itself.

Only by breaking through the First Great Limit to become a martial artist and mastering the power of will, or by using the latest demon-suppression technology, could it be dispelled.

Therefore, when ordinary people encountered a Heavenly Demon, they had best pray that the Heavenly Demon was not fast enough—or that they themselves could run faster than everyone else.

"So Chuan'er must become a martial artist."

Even a martial artist at the First Great Limit could protect their little family. At that thought, Meng Yongzhi decided to increase his investment.

At five o'clock on Monday morning, Meng Chuan stood in the morning stance in his bedroom.

With the window opened as wide as possible, and the first breath of morning between heaven and earth drifting into the room, Meng Chuan used two and a half days to successfully gain entry into the Three Powers Stance.

The panel underwent new changes.

Martial Arts Limit-Breaking Panel

Martial Arts

National Obligatory Basic Fist Art: Perfected (99%) — Limit Break Pending

Limit-Breaking Trait: One Proof, Eternal Proof (Super)

Stance Arts

Grand Unity Three Talents Stance: Human Stance (1%) — Limit Break Pending

Limit-Breaking Trait: Morning and Evening Enlightenment (Basic)

Unlike the progress display for martial arts, Meng Chuan had read the illustrated guide and knew that the Xingyi Grand Unity Three Talents Stance was divided into four realms from low to high.

Human Stance—Earth Stance—Heaven Stance—Three Talents United.

Stance arts were painstaking work, refined through endless repetition. Even someone as powerful as Qianyuan Thunderclap - Luo Guanyun, who had reached the Third Great Limit, had yet to advance his stance arts to the Heaven Stance.

The appearance of a new trait made Meng Chuan somewhat happy, but his current priority remained One Proof, Eternal Proof. After gaining entry into the stance arts, he had gained some new insights. He could feel that the limit break was close at hand!

After calming himself, Meng Chuan practiced the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art several times and found that the panel had not changed. His body felt slightly fatigued.

After gaining entry into the stance arts, each complete circulation consumed a great deal of mental and physical strength. When Meng Chuan had first gained entry, he had stood for less than half an hour before his entire body became sore and weak.

After resting briefly, Meng Chuan drank a bottle of Tendon-Bone Elixir. Its taste was somewhat bitter, so he picked up a peach from the table and gnawed on it as he headed to school.

By noon, Meng Chuan felt that his body had mostly recovered. It was probably related to the Tendon-Bone Elixir his uncle had bought for him.

According to Liu Ru, beginners like him who had only just entered the stance arts could stand for only one or two circulations a day, depending on their physical condition. Any more than that, and they would become weak all over, as if their vitality had been drained.

Looks like I really do need to spend money. Doesn't this mean I can practice the National Obligatory Basic Fist Art a few more times to get the feel for it?

No sooner said than done. He tossed aside the homework he had only half finished and used the lunch break to stand in the hallway and practice his stance.

Just then, the homeroom teacher happened to walk by.