Tony's Reshaped Worldview

Since Tony had officially become his disciple, Zhan Liu naturally held nothing back. He explained Ultimate Limit Qigong to him in detail and went over every difficult question the previous disciples had encountered during cultivation.

He had high expectations for Tony and great confidence in his talent and intelligence. But Tony had not yet undergone a transformation. Whether his willpower was strong enough, whether he could meet the requirements for Magnetic Field Rotation, Zhan Liu truly had no idea.

As for the Current Drive Realm, he was not worried in the slightest. Even someone like May had managed to cultivate it. There was no reason Tony could not.

From that day onward, Tony moved into the Martial Arts School. With the spirit of scientific research, he devoted himself day and night to studying and cultivating Ultimate Limit Qigong.

"Master, I believe what you said before. This really is a scientific method of cultivation. I think I should be able to design some equipment to speed up the process." Tony casually draped an arm around Zhan Liu's shoulder and said with a grin.

Though this guy could be obnoxious, when he genuinely wanted to befriend someone, he had to admit that Tony was quite charismatic.

If anyone else had dared to sling an arm around Zhan Liu's shoulders like that, they would have been slapped straight into the ground. Yet when Tony did it, Zhan Liu surprisingly did not find it unpleasant.

"Scientific methods can indeed accelerate cultivation. But as I said, the core of everything is willpower. Otherwise, even if you have the realm, it will be hollow and unstable. Once you enter battle, it will be easy for others to turn the tables against you."

Tony said dismissively, "It's not like I need to go to war. I'm an office worker."

Heh. Hopefully, you would always think that way!

"Then you at least need to reach the Current Drive Realm before scientific equipment can be useful. Otherwise, you cannot even perform the most basic cellular friction to generate an electric current. No matter how good the equipment is, what use would it be?"

"Soon. I can feel it. In just the next few days, I'll be able to do it."

"Then work hard. I'm rooting for you!"

Although Tony had not successfully entered the path or reached the Current Drive Realm these past few days, cultivation itself had already produced immediate results.

During cultivation, although he had yet to generate an electric current, Qigong was slowly strengthening his physical condition, greatly improving even his subpar health.

Of course, most importantly, he no longer woke up at night in fright because of Zhan Liu.

Although he still dreamed, the scenes in those dreams grew clearer and time continued moving forward, he no longer jolted awake the instant he saw Zhan Liu. He could continue dreaming.

Because they were lucid dreams, he clearly remembered every scene he saw after waking up, including the terrifying sight of Zhan Liu and Carol fighting in Africa as seen through the satellite.

Because of that, he had gained a relatively clear understanding of Zhan Liu's combat strength.

He had watched Zhan Liu get beaten up by Carol the entire time, but that did not mean Zhan Liu was weak. It only meant Captain Marvel Carol was too strong.

Through Jarvis, he had found information on Carol in some organization's database. Someone who should have been an old lady still looked young and beautiful, and could even beat up his alien master.

It gave him an unfamiliar sense of the truth hidden beneath the world's surface.

He had originally thought that, as the owner of Stark Industries, a world-famous genius, and one of the few young billionaires in the world, he should have been among that small group that ruled the world.

But reality told him that this world was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Not only were there magicians capable of reversing time and aliens comparable to humanoid nuclear bombs, but even Captain Marvel, who was also from Earth, was practically a real-life Superman.

And these were only the things he had encountered through his "dreams" over the past few days. How many more things had he not encountered?

If he had not awakened the memories erased when time reversed, would he, like the countless ordinary people, still believe that the world was operating normally and that those things had never happened at all?

Perhaps because he had lost his father at a young age, Tony lacked a sense of security. This New World that had suddenly appeared in his life made him especially uneasy.

At the same time, he was a proud man. He had always believed himself smarter and more remarkable than anyone else.

It would have been one thing if he had never encountered these matters, but now that he had stepped into this extraordinary world, he had to do better than anyone else.

This was also one of the major reasons he had been so absorbed in it these past few days.

He did not take any secrecy measures while learning martial arts here, and he had always been a focal point for the media.

The famous playboy Tony Stark had stopped fooling around with supermodels and instead gone to a small martial arts school in Chinatown to learn martial arts. That was huge news, enough to entertain the tabloids for days.

For a time, all sorts of speculation arose.

The most widely believed report came from the entertainment section of the Daily Bugle, which claimed that the martial arts school called "Ultimate Limit" had several breathtakingly beautiful disciples, and that was what had attracted playboy Tony Stark.

And because of Tony's presence, many supermodels and actresses also came to seek instruction. Unfortunately, they did not understand Chinese, so they did not even qualify to become disciples.

Only a small number of female models who understood Chinese successfully became disciples, becoming Tony Stark's junior sisters in name.

When those women were photographed by paparazzi entering and leaving the martial arts school, then appeared in the newspapers, it further confirmed the Daily Bugle's report.

Riding Tony's popularity, those young models saw their fame soar.

After all, if they had caught the eye of Tony Stark, a veteran among beautiful women, they surely had something special.

The success of those women was soon copied by others with ulterior motives. They came in droves to seek instruction, only to be stopped by the hurdle of Chinese.

Some quick-witted Chinese Americans had already opened crash-course Chinese classes near the martial arts school, specifically teaching Chinese to beautiful women who wanted to become disciples.

Neither Zhan Liu nor Tony cared about this. Why would important people concern themselves with the petty schemes of insignificant people?

As for whether those people with hidden motives were truly studying seriously, neither of them cared.

It was like how university professors and principals did not care whether students spent every day in the library or went online to play games.

The opportunity to learn had been given to you. Whether you could seize it was your own business.

A master could lead you through the door, but cultivation depended on the individual.

Although they said that a master for a day was a father for life, nominal disciples could only be considered someone else's sons. They did not even count as godsons.

Until one entered the path, one could not even be considered a godson. Only those who reached the Current Drive Realm were official disciples and qualified to acknowledge a godfather.

As for those who could reach the Magnetic Field Rotation Realm, they would go a step further—they would unquestionably be true sons.