Jade Belt Azure Phoenix

Before leaving in the afternoon, Meng Chuan asked Liu Ru to reserve a time slot for Master Luo the next day, and Liu Ru helped him schedule it for two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Sister Ru, your punches are really good. Are you a student at the Martial Arts University?"

Meng Chuan did not know Liu Ru's age and assumed she was a student at the university working part-time at the martial arts hall.

The news that a Demon Nest had appeared near Yong'an was known to everyone in the city, so the students at Infinite Martial Arts Hall all chose to head home early before dark.

Liu Ru was free, so she sent off the other students and chatted with Meng Chuan as they walked, as she also happened to be heading to the station to catch the tram.

"I just graduated from Yong'an Martial Arts University a few months ago, so I'm not really a student anymore."

"That's still very impressive. I want to be like you and get into the Martial Arts University in the future."

"You have the same natural aptitude as me, and your foundation is so solid. If you learn new fist techniques from the Master tomorrow to boost your blood and energy, you'll definitely have no problem getting into Yong'an Martial Arts University."

As she said this, Liu Ru suddenly wondered: Meng Chuan was younger than her and had more potential, his grasp of the stance training was better than hers had been when she first started, and he was so hardworking.

If she were Master Luo, and he really wanted to take on a personal disciple, would he choose Meng Chuan or her?

"The tram is here, I'm heading off."

Liu Ru didn't dare to dwell on the thought, so she hurried away as soon as the tram arrived.

Late at night, Villa 003, Block A, Huayun Mansion.

This was a house gifted to Luo Guanyun by the Huayun Mansion developer; including the small courtyard, it spanned over three hundred square meters. Based on the current second-hand market price in Huayun Mansion, it was worth nearly ten million.

This was the custom in luxury residential areas: security guards alone were useless, and the wealthy wouldn't buy in unless a powerful Martial Artist moved in, which served as a reassurance for the other wealthy merchants buying property.

The facts proved this to be true; after [Qianyuan Thunder Movement · Luo Guanyun] moved in, the property prices in Huayun Mansion immediately rose by 30%.

At this moment, inside A-003, an elegant woman with chin-length hair was packing a suitcase.

"My daughter's new place is renovated, so I'm going to live there. You can stay here by yourself."

This elegant woman was none other than Luo Guanyun's wife, Ren Ping.

"Fine, go ahead."

Luo Guanyun didn't say much, nor did he try to stop her. He just slumped on the sofa, smoking, head tilted back, watching the smoke rings he exhaled, his mind lost in thought.

There was a rustling sound in the bedroom, while the living room remained silent. After a while, Ren Ping walked out pulling two large suitcases.

Hearing the movement, Luo Guanyun stubbed out his cigarette and stood up to help.

"Go move the car, I'll carry these for you."

"No need, Luo Meng is driving; she's waiting outside right now. Do you want to come out and see her?"

Luo Guanyun frowned, pondering for a moment:

"Forget it. Stay safe over there."

Ren Ping stood at the entryway with the suitcases, looking at her silent husband, and her suppressed emotions suddenly erupted.

"Why are you so stubborn? That's your daughter! Can you really go your whole life without seeing her?"

"It's been five years. You kicked your daughter out of the house and haven't asked about her once. Is that how a father acts?"

Facing Ren Ping's accusations, Luo Guanyun was speechless.

"Time has proven everything, Luo Guanyun. You've lost completely. Are you just going to refuse to admit it until you die?"

"Our daughter has high aptitude in the Xiangxing Lineage, yet you had to force her to learn your lousy Thunder Method. If you ask me, you were the one who was wrong from the start!"

"What do you mean 'lousy Thunder Method'? What would a woman like you know!"

Ren Ping's words struck a nerve, and Luo Guanyun completely exploded, unable to control his emotions.

Outside the villa, a rose-red streamlined sports car was parked, with an elegant beauty leaning against its side. Her light cyan flowing hair paired with the fiery red supercar, surprisingly, did not look out of place at all.

Luo Meng had been sitting in the car waiting for her mother to come out; she didn't want to run into Luo Guanyun, but suddenly, her Martial Artist's perception triggered a warning—the magnetic field in the surroundings had changed.

She had to step out of the car, only to see dark clouds gathering over the roof of the villa, with faint rumbling sounds echoing from within the clouds.

Luo Meng knew this was Luo Guanyun's intent altering the local weather.

"Clouds gathering, thunder moving... what is that stubborn old man going crazy about now?"

Luo Meng walked toward the villa. With a wave of her right hand, a phantom of an Azure Phoenix appeared behind her. The phoenix's wings were wreathed in eternal, inextinguishable cyan flames, circling around Luo Meng as she soared into the high sky. With a crisp cry, she dispersed the dark clouds above the villa.

Xiangxing Sect, Luan Bird Form expert—[Jade Belt Azure Phoenix · Luo Meng].

Inside the house, Luo Guanyun felt his intent being dispersed and heard that phoenix cry, knowing his daughter had arrived.

He shoved Ren Ping aside and walked straight outside.

"Learning some lousy bird form... I'll see just how much skill you've actually learned at Northern United University."

Luo Guanyun's frustration had nowhere to vent. He had been holed up in the Infinite Martial Arts Hall for five years, but his goal was never to make money; it was to find a suitable successor. Yet, to this day, he hadn't found a single one that caught his eye.

The Thunder Method True Art had extremely high requirements for aptitude. If a Thunder Seed were implanted and the student's natural talent or comprehension was too poor to keep up with the cultivation speed, practicing the Thunder Method was no different from suicide.

Those capable of practicing the Thunder Method were one in a hundred thousand, but true geniuses were highly sought after everywhere. Plenty of great masters were willing to take them as disciples; who would be bored enough to deal with a short-tempered old man at the Third Limit, practicing such an unstable Thunder Method?

Furthermore, even though the Thunder Method had astonishing power, who could guarantee they would advance courageously for their entire life?

If one were to get stuck at a bottleneck, the Thunder Seed within the body would go unnourished and vent itself recklessly, ultimately resulting in death by explosion!

By then, no matter how high your cultivation level, it would be of no use if the Thunder Method True Art had not been cultivated to perfection.

His daughter, Luo Meng, possessed superior bone structure and was even detected to have the [Ethereal] trait at birth; combined, the two were one in a million.

She was naturally a top-tier talent for inheriting his Thunder Method True Art, yet she had fought against him since she was a child, insisting on learning those heterodox imitative styles.

Dark clouds gathered once again, this time with even greater momentum, blanketing the entire sky above Huayun Mansion; other residents looked at the terrifying celestial phenomenon, all assuming it was about to thunder and rain.

Thick pillars of lightning struck from the clouds down to the ground, and wherever the lightning reached, all things were extinguished.

"This is your daughter, not your enemy! Have you had enough!"

Ren Ping pushed Luo Guanyun toward the house, and Luo Guanyun hurriedly retracted his artistic conception.

His wife only had the level of a Limit, being a newly initiated Martial Artist; if he were to accidentally hurt her, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Luo Meng's dharma image, the Qingluan, was covered in wounds as it struggled to protect its master against the might of heaven; seeing the celestial phenomenon dissipate, the Qingluan let out a mournful cry before vanishing.

"You've really outdone yourself, Luo Guanyun! Let's see how many years you have left to live!"

After Ren Ping finished cursing, she turned around, pulled her daughter into the car, and drove away, leaving Luo Guanyun all alone on the spot.

Watching the sports car drive away, Luo Guanyun felt conflicted; this time, even his wife had left, and he was truly left all by himself.

That's right, how many years did he even have left to live.