Let Me Be Your Ring Grandpa!

[System Quest Issued: Discerning the Pearl]

[Quest Description: Invest in the possessor of a special physique (Wang Jian). Depending on the breadth and depth of the investment, you will receive varying amounts of Luck feedback.]

[Note: Forms of investment are not limited to guidance on cultivation techniques, providing medicinal pills, or gifting divine weapons...]

Chen Yan was stunned.

Investment?

It could be played like this?

He immediately shifted his attention from the quest description to the term that had caught his interest.

Luck.

What on earth... was the use of this thing?

Aside from letting his mother get a pile of clothes for free at the mall today, it didn't seem to have any more intuitive manifestations.

Good luck?

For a Heavenly Emperor Chen who was determined to keep a low profile until the end of time, was something as ethereal as luck really that important?

As if sensing his confusion, a new line of annotation appeared on the system interface.

[Luck is one of the most profound rules in the universe.]

[Those with high Luck will turn misfortune into fortune and encounter endless serendipity.]

[Many secret realms, grotto-heavens, and even dormant divine weapons left over from ancient times have implicit threshold requirements for the Luck of those who explore them.]

[Those whose Luck does not meet the standard cannot obtain them, even if they stand at the gates of a mountain of treasure.]

[Example: If the host had sufficiently high Luck when drawing the initial physique, there would have been a chance to draw the superior version of the 'Innate Dao Body'—the 'Chaos Dao Body'.]

Chaos Dao Body?

Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

[Chaos Dao Body: A supreme divine body born from the combination of the 'Chaos Body' and the 'Innate Dao Body', which cannot be transformed into through acquired means.]

[This physique not only possesses the 'Innate Dao Body' characteristic of being born close to the Dao and mastering all laws, but it also naturally contains a wisp of incredibly miraculous Chaos Qi, which can ignore the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, and can evolve all things or destroy all laws.]

Hiss...

Six-six-six indeed.

On this high-martial stage, don't come if you're a cheater!

Chen Yan gasped.

It sounded more than a grade more awesome than his own Innate Dao Body!

So, my physique, which I thought was top-tier, actually had a PLUS Supreme Edition above it?

Just because my Luck wasn't high enough?

Chen Yan felt a toothache.

He immediately pressed, "Then, is there any possibility for my physique to be upgraded?"

[Ding! When the host cultivates the Qi Nurturing Foundation Art to the next sequence breakthrough, the system will provide an opportunity to change your physique.]

[At that time, if the host's Luck value meets the standard, you may be able to draw a more powerful initial physique.]

So that was it!

Chen Yan's eyes lit up instantly.

His fighting spirit was completely ignited at this moment!

Luck!

I must get my Luck up!

His gaze fell once again on Wang Jian, who was leading the way ahead.

That look was as scorching as if he were staring at a walking treasure vault.

Uncle-Master...

From now on, we'll each count our own.

I'll call you Uncle-Master, and you'll call me Master!

Thoughts raced through Chen Yan's mind, and he no longer hesitated.

He immediately split off a wisp of extremely condensed divine sense, silently attaching it to the back of Wang Jian's collar.

The strength of this wisp of divine sense was almost equivalent to one-third of his current total!

It was nothing short of extravagant!

But he had his own considerations.

The Spirit Race.

This thorn in his side had yet to be truly resolved.

A physique like Wang Jian's "Mystic Rock Bone" purely strengthens the physical body and surges with vitality, yet it lacks any other specialized bonuses.

To the Spirit Race, he was simply the ultimate piece of "Tang Monk meat"!

He hadn't been targeted before likely because he had stayed within the martial arts hall, where a professional martial artist like his grandfather, Du Chun, held the fort, keeping the Spirit Race from daring to approach.

But now... Chen Yan intended to use Uncle-Master Wang Jian for a sting operation.

I shall be your "old man in the ring," my good Uncle-Master!

Before long.

The three of them arrived at the door of a quiet room at the very back of the third floor.

The walls here possessed a dull, metallic luster, clearly costing a fortune to construct.

According to Wang Jian's whispered introduction, the walls of this seclusion chamber were crafted from a special alloy at great expense, sufficient to withstand the full-force attack of a high-level professional martial artist.

Wang Jian escorted Chen Yan and his mother to the door, then bowed respectfully, preparing to take his leave.

"Jian'er, wait a moment."

From within the quiet room came a resonant, vigorous voice.

Immediately after, the door slid inward.

A burly middle-aged man, whose face bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Du Shenyuan but appeared far more imposing, stepped out.

It was none other than the master of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall, Chen Yan's grandfather, Du Chun.

"Jian'er, experts from the Martial Arts Association might visit the hall soon, specifically to see you," Du Chun said.

Du Qionghua was startled upon hearing this, her elegant face instantly filled with worry.

"Father, has Junior Brother Wang Jian done something wrong? Why is he being targeted by people from the Martial Arts Association?"

In her view, being targeted by such an official organization was rarely a good thing.

"Hahaha!"

Du Chun let out a hearty laugh.

"It's not a bad thing; it's a massive, wonderful thing!"

He patted Wang Jian on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation and pride.

"I long ago compiled Wang Jian's improvements to the National Health Exercises and submitted them as a report in the name of the martial arts hall."

"The Alliance authorities attach great importance to it! They are sending experts this time to conduct an on-site inspection and make a final assessment."

"As long as the experts confirm that Wang Jian's improved version truly has unique merits and possesses the value for large-scale promotion..."

Du Chun paused, his voice rising a notch.

"At that time, the Martial Arts Association will officially adopt his version!"

"In the future, the 'Fifth Set of National Health Exercises' promoted across the East Continent will have the name 'Wang Jian' written in the inventor column!"

"!!!"

Du Qionghua was left completely dumbfounded.

She opened her mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

A set of national-level health exercises promoted across the country... and the inventor... is this still somewhat shy junior brother standing before her?

This...

This was just too surreal!

Chen Yan also understood the situation clearly.

It was as if, in his past life, the government had suddenly announced that the creator of the primary and secondary school textbooks was his cousin who skipped class every day to play video games.

Absurd.

Yet, it was happening in reality.

"Master, I..."

Wang Jian was a bit dizzy from being showered with such praise; his cheeks flushed bright red as he scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

"And that is only the honorary aspect," Du Chun continued with a chuckle. "Once it is officially approved, the substantive rewards from the Martial Arts Association will be more generous than you can imagine!"

"Various cultivation resources will be funneled your way, a massive patent bonus, and most importantly..."

"Wang Jian will directly receive an exemption from entrance exams for any top-tier martial arts university in the East Continent!"

At this, even Chen Yan was moved.

This reward was top-tier!

"Therefore," Du Chun withdrew his smile, his expression turning serious, "for the next few days, don't exhaust yourself training at the martial arts hall."

"I'm giving you a break. Go home, rest well, eat well, and get your spirit and energy to their absolute peak in preparation for next week's expert assessment."

"Furthermore, the annual Jiang City Youth Martial Arts Challenge is fast approaching. This year, our hall's minor division is counting entirely on you!"

Wang Jian forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, and bowed solemnly toward Du Chun with his fists cupped.

"Yes, Master! This disciple will certainly not let you down!"

Chen Yan listened from the side, but his mind was occupied with another matter.

So that was it.

He had been wondering why a top-tier furnace like Wang Jian hadn't been targeted by the Spirit Race yet.

It turned out that by spending every day immersed in the martial arts hall, he simply hadn't given them a chance.

Now that Du Chun was telling him to go home and rest...

Once he left the protection of the martial arts hall, the journey home would likely be fraught with danger.

However...

This was perfect!

A subtle, imperceptible arc tugged at the corners of Chen Yan's mouth.

With his own divine sense protecting him, he would see which blind Spirit Race member dared to come and deliver this "takeout."

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