Meanwhile, as though sensing his wife's feelings, Meng Yongzhi looked up from his drinking game and met Xue Na's gaze across the room.
Both their eyes brimmed with smiles and contentment.
Meng Yongzhi was just as proud to have a nephew like him.
After several rounds of drinks, with Yang Huan repeatedly hinting at him and countless others egging him on, Meng Chuan stood and raised his glass. "In the coming year, may everything go smoothly for everyone. Happy New Year!"
Everyone raised their glasses. Yang Huan smiled too. "Good! A new year, a fresh start. I hope our youngsters grow up soon and keep reaching new heights in martial arts. I'll make the first wish: may I break through to Martial Heavenly King within five years."
"Principal, you've got it in the bag!" Xu Qingfeng, sitting beside Yang Huan, said with a smile. "I'm not asking for much. Breaking through to Martial Adept will do."
Meng Yongzhi nodded with a smile as well. "I'll make a wish for Chuan. May his martial arts keep advancing, and may he break through to..."
"Let Chuan make his own wish! What are you doing making it for him?" Xue Na stopped Meng Yongzhi, then turned her gaze to Meng Chuan.
Everyone else looked at him too, curious what wish the most gifted martial artist in the human world would make.
Martial Saint?
Too small. That was thinking too small.
Then...
Becoming humanity's second Divine Realm expert after Zhao Linyuan?
But Meng Chuan's wish was nothing like what any of them imagined.
He smiled and said, "I hope our Blue Star can free itself from the Heavenly Demons' attacks, defeat the invaders, and stand on its own in the universe as soon as possible."
"You certainly think big, but say something practical. Something