Taking a Disciple and the Genius Wu Ran

Wu Ran...

actually had an extremely distinct trace of qi on him?!

Ordinary Qi Sense Users could not possibly have qi within their bodies, nor could they retain it.

They could only passively accept qi's tempering of their flesh, thereby strengthening their physical condition.

Storing qi within the body, even controlling it...

That was something only Transcendents could do.

Could it be... "He's a Transcendent?!"

Li Chenghu frowned and spoke in a low voice.

Transcendents were terrifying beings who surpassed humanity, surpassed Qi Sense Users, and stood above individual life itself.

During his time in the Martial Security Bureau, although Li Chenghu had never encountered a Transcendent, he had read several files concerning them.

After awakening, these Transcendents often had their minds twisted by their immense power.

Some even proclaimed themselves gods, placing themselves above all living beings and caring nothing for ordinary people's lives.

Thus, Li Chenghu instinctively disliked Transcendents.

"Not a Transcendent, but not an ordinary Qi Sense User either."

Li Xingwu seemed to enjoy his son's shocked reaction. His eyes narrowed slightly, full of amusement.

"Wu Ran's body has an unprecedented affinity with qi, to the point that it can store qi on its own."

"Though he can't actively control qi, such high affinity naturally means his physical abilities improve by leaps and bounds."

"As for this... Chen something that you brought."

"Since you want to take him as a disciple, then do it. I'll have my men teach him whatever needs teaching."

"But don't expect me to give him any special treatment."

The implication was clear: he had no regard for Chen Sheng whatsoever.

Li Xingwu cheerfully stroked his white beard, ready to continue enjoying his son's astonished expression.

However, things did not go as he wished.

After hearing his father's boasting, Li Chenghu merely nodded expressionlessly.

He withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to Wu Ran.

His purpose in coming today was to have Chen Sheng take a master.

As for whether Wu Ran was talented or not, it had little to do with him.

"Since you agree, I'll formally take Chen Sheng as my disciple."

"Starting tomorrow, he'll come to the martial arts hall to train."

With that said,

Li Chenghu gave Chen Sheng a meaningful look, then turned and headed toward the exit.

"Goodbye, Head Instructor Li."

Chen Sheng politely cupped his fists in salute before turning to follow Li Chenghu.

The other man did not care about him, and he did not care either.

The person he was taking as his master was Li Chenghu, not the Head Instructor standing before him.

He believed Li Chenghu would not harm him.

Their reactions made Li Xingwu feel as if he had punched cotton.

Bang! He blew out his beard and glared, slamming his palm heavily onto the tea table as he cursed at Li Chenghu.

"You little brat, don't come begging me for help next time you need something."

"You have no manners, no sense of etiquette. I really don't know who taught you!!"

"My dad did!" Li Chenghu shouted without turning back, raising a hand.

Li Xingwu's face immediately turned red with fury. Clutching his chest, he nearly passed out.

"Master, are you all right?"

Wu Ran hurried forward and patted Li Xingwu's back.

Seeing this considerate disciple of his, who possessed such extraordinary talent, Li Xingwu finally felt a little better.

He rose from his chair and motioned for Wu Ran to follow.

"Forget it. I won't argue with that brat."

"Your master brewed some tonic soup today. Drink it before you start training."

"Thank you, Master!"

At that,

Wu Ran beamed and quickly supported Li Xingwu as they headed toward the back entrance of the Martial Arts Training Field.

He paid no attention whatsoever to the minor interruption caused by Chen Sheng and Li Chenghu's arrival.

After two months of martial arts training, Wu Ran had long understood just how terrifying his talent was.

Even among Qi Sense Users, there were vast differences.

The disciples still remaining in the martial arts hall were basically all Qi Sense Users.

Among them, aside from the few fellow Personal Disciples,

no one was Wu Ran's match.

And he had only trained for two months.

In as little as three months, or at most half a year,

everyone in this dojo would be left far behind by him.

He was destined to belong to a different world from these people.

Of that,

Wu Ran was completely certain. ... "Little Chen, sorry about that."

As soon as they left the training field, Li Chenghu looked at Chen Sheng with a trace of apology.

"With your talent, you'd shine no matter which master you studied under."

"If you don't want to come to Xing Wu Martial Arts Hall, I can find someone to recommend other martial arts halls for you."

Li Chenghu had long known what his father was like.

But he had originally thought that, as long as Chen Sheng displayed his talent for martial arts, he would receive some attention.

Who would have thought that, after half a year without contacting his father, Wu Ran would suddenly appear and cause Chen Sheng to be looked down upon?

Though he had already settled things with his father,

if Chen Sheng did not wish to take a master, Li Chenghu did not want to force him.

Yet Chen Sheng seemed not to hear Li Chenghu's words at all.

"Tiger Brother, how do we do the apprenticeship ceremony?"

In his own way, he answered Li Chenghu.

With the panel, who he took as his master only determined where he trained.

Li Chenghu had helped him, so he would repay the favor.

It might not necessarily be the most advantageous choice.

But Chen Sheng only wanted a clear conscience.

At that,

Li Chenghu was first taken aback, then smiled.

"Call me Master."

"Master!"

"Good. I accept you as my disciple."

The two exchanged smiles.

Then they walked out of the martial arts hall together.

"Get in. I'll drive you home."

When they reached the parking lot, Li Chenghu opened the car door and gestured for Chen Sheng to get in.

But Chen Sheng did not move.

"Tiger Brother, you should head back first."

"I want to run home and get some exercise while I'm at it."

Chen Sheng waved goodbye.

He did not intend to miss any opportunity to train.

"Wait."

Just as Chen Sheng was about to start running, Li Chenghu called him back.

He took a backpack from the car and tossed it over from a distance.

Chen Sheng caught it,

then opened it.

Inside were several medicinal herbs whose names Chen Sheng did not know.

"This is Vitality Soup. It replenishes your qi and blood, and works better than stuffing yourself with a pile of food every day."

"Add two bowls of water and two bottles of yellow wine, then simmer it over low heat until it becomes one bowl. This amount should be enough for about six brews."

"One bowl a day will give you enough qi and blood to practice the Three-Body Stance."

"But!"

At this point,

Li Chenghu raised his voice, and his expression became stern.

"The Three-Body Stance is different from ordinary exercise. It engages your entire body, transforming qi and blood to strengthen the body."

"Don't start practicing the Three-Body Stance like mad at home just because you have Vitality Soup."

"A few hours of practice each day is enough. Spend the rest of the time doing other exercises and give your body room to recover."

"Otherwise, if your qi and blood are depleted, you could need half a month to recover at best, or suffer organ damage at worst. Remember that!"

Hearing this,

Chen Sheng's heart tightened. Only then did he realize that yesterday's frenzied training had nearly caused a serious mistake.

"I understand, Tiger Brother."

He immediately answered seriously.

Seeing this,

Li Chenghu nodded before climbing into the car.

As the engine started,

the police car drove into the distance.

After it left, Chen Sheng looked at the backpack in his hands and silently remembered this kindness.

Afterward,

he slung the backpack over his shoulders and stretched his arms and legs on the spot.

Twenty kilometers was a completely new challenge for Chen Sheng.

But he believed that, with his current Constitution attribute, it should not be a problem.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng set off, running in the direction of home.

Two hours later.

"Whew—"

Chen Sheng stood by the roadside, both calves twitching uncontrollably.

He was still five kilometers from home.

Over the past two hours, he had run roughly fifteen kilometers.

He summoned the panel.

Chen Sheng

Strength: 1.12

Agility: 1.01

Constitution: 1.20

Skill Points: 0.55

This run had increased both Strength and Agility by 0.01. Constitution had increased by 0.04. His Skill Points had also reached the amount needed to upgrade the Three-Body Stance.

The results were fairly gratifying.

But Chen Sheng still felt somewhat regretful that he had not completed the whole distance.

It was not because he lacked stamina.

Rather, the long run had left his calves so sore that they could barely take it.

To this,

Chen Sheng attributed it to his muscles not being strong enough.

But he believed that after tonight's training, the increase in his attributes would surely be enough for him to conquer the route from home to the martial arts hall.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng kicked his legs in place.

After the soreness eased slightly, he hailed a motorcycle taxi home.