Let Me Be Your Grandpa in the Ring!

[System Mission Issued: Recognize Hidden Talent]

[Mission Description: Invest in an individual with a special constitution (Wang Jian). The breadth and depth of your investment will determine the amount of providential energy you receive in return.]

[Note: Investments may take many forms, including guidance in cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, divine weapons, and more...]

Chen Yan was stunned.

Invest?

So he could do that, too?

His attention immediately shifted from the mission description to the word that had caught his eye.

Providential energy.

What exactly was this stuff good for?

Aside from getting his mother a bunch of clothes for free at the mall today, it didn't seem to have any other obvious effects.

Good luck?

For someone like him, who was determined to lie low until the end of time, was something as vague and intangible as luck really that important?

As if sensing his confusion, a new note appeared on the system interface.

[Providential energy is one of the most profound laws in the universe.]

[Those with abundant providential energy can turn danger into safety and encounter one fortuitous opportunity after another.]

[Many ancient secret realms, abodes, and even dormant divine weapons have implicit requirements for the providential energy of those who seek them.]

[Those who fall short of the required providential energy cannot obtain the treasures, even if they stand at the gates of a mountain of them.]

[Example: If the host's providential energy had been high enough when drawing an initial constitution, he might have obtained the superior constitution 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 constitution born from the union of the 'Chaos Body' and the 'Innate Dao Body'. It cannot be acquired through postnatal transformation.]

[This constitution not only possesses the 'Innate Dao Body's' traits of being close to the Dao from birth and comprehending all laws, but also naturally contains a wisp of wondrous Chaos Qi. It can ignore the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, transform into all things, and annihilate all laws.]

Good grief...

Six hundred and sixty-six!

This high-martial world is a grand stage, but keep your cheats away from me!

Chen Yan drew in a sharp breath.

Just hearing about it, the Chaos Dao Body sounded more than a whole tier better than his own Innate Dao Body!

So even a constitution that was already top of the line had a PLUS Ultra version above it?

All because his providential energy hadn't been high enough?

Chen Yan felt a dull ache in his teeth.

He immediately pressed, "Is there still any chance to improve my constitution?"

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

[At that time, if the host's providential energy meets the requirements, he may be able to draw an even more powerful initial constitution.]

So that was how it worked!

Chen Yan's eyes lit up at once.

His fighting spirit was completely kindled!

Providential energy!

He had to get his providential energy up!

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

It was burning as if he were looking at a walking treasure trove.

Junior uncle...

From now on, we'll each call it our own way.

I'll call you junior uncle, and you can call me Master!

Chen Yan's thoughts raced, and he didn't hesitate any longer.

He immediately sent out a wisp of highly condensed spiritual sense and silently attached it to the back of Wang Jian's collar.

This wisp of spiritual sense was nearly a third of his entire current reserve!

That was an extravagant move by any measure!

But he had his reasons.

The Spirit Race.

This constant threat had never truly been dealt with.

With a constitution like Wang Jian's "Mystic Rock Bone"—one that purely strengthened the body and boosted his vital energy and blood, but provided no other enhancements—he was practically the finest choice of prey in the eyes of the Spirit Race!

The reason they hadn't targeted him before was probably that he had always stayed at the Martial Arts Hall, where Du Chun, a professional martial artist, was there to protect him. The Spirit Race hadn't dared approach.

But now... Chen Yan planned to use his junior uncle as bait and catch them in the act...

Let me be your grandpa in the ring, good junior uncle!

Before long.

The three of them arrived at the door of a quiet room at the far end of the third floor.

The walls had a dark metallic sheen and looked extremely expensive.

Wang Jian quietly explained that the walls of this cultivation room had been built from a special alloy at great expense, strong enough to withstand a full-powered attack from a high-ranking professional martial artist.

After escorting Chen Yan and his mother to the door, Wang Jian bowed respectfully and was about to take his leave.

"Jian, wait a moment."

A deep, powerful voice came from inside the quiet room.

The door slid open inward.

A middle-aged man with a burly build and a face strikingly similar to Du Shenyuan's, though more imposing, stepped out.

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

"Jian, some experts from the Martial Arts Association may come to the hall soon, specifically to see you," Du Chun said.

Du Qionghua was startled. Her lovely face filled with worry.

"Dad, has Wang Jian gotten into trouble? Why is the Martial Arts Association keeping an eye on him?"

To her, being noticed by an official organization like that usually wasn't a good sign.

"Hahaha!"

Du Chun burst into hearty laughter.

"It's not a bad thing. It's a very good thing!"

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

"I already compiled a report about Wang Jian's improvements to the National Health Exercises and submitted it under the Martial Arts Hall's name."

"The Alliance takes it very seriously! The experts are coming to inspect it in person and make their final assessment."

"If they confirm that Wang Jian's improved version has unique merits and is worth promoting on a wide scale..."

Du Chun paused, his voice rising.

"Then the Martial Arts Association will officially adopt his version!"

"From then on, the inventor listed for the fifth set of National Health Exercises promoted across East Continent will be Wang Jian!"

"!!!"

Du Qionghua was utterly dumbfounded.

She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word for a long time.

The inventor of a set of nationally promoted health exercises... was the shy young junior fellow disciple standing right in front of her?

This...

This was just too surreal!

Chen Yan understood, too.

It was like if, one day in his previous life, the country suddenly announced that the person who had written the textbooks used in primary and secondary schools was his cousin who skipped class every day to play video games.

Absurd.

And yet it had really happened.

"Teacher, I..."

Wang Jian was a little dazed by all the praise. His cheeks flushed bright red as he scratched his head, at a loss for words.

"And that's only the recognition," Du Chun continued with a chuckle. "Once it's officially approved, the tangible rewards from the Martial Arts Association will be beyond your imagination!"

"You'll receive all kinds of cultivation resources and a large patent bonus. Most importantly..."

"Wang Jian will receive an unconditional admission offer from any top Martial University in East Continent!"

Even Chen Yan was impressed now.

That was an incredible reward!

"So," Du Chun said, his smile fading as his expression turned serious, "don't spend the next few days training hard at the Martial Arts Hall."

"I'm giving you some time off. Go home, get plenty of rest, eat and sleep well, and get yourself into peak condition for next week's expert assessment."

"Also, the Jiang City Youth Martial Arts Challenge is coming up. This year, our hall's entire underage division is counting on you!"

Wang Jian fought down his excitement, took a deep breath, and clasped his fists solemnly toward Du Chun.

"Yes, Teacher! I won't let you down!"

As he listened, Chen Yan was thinking about something else.

He'd been wondering.

Why hadn't the Spirit Race targeted a perfect human furnace like Wang Jian yet?

It turned out he spent every day at the Martial Arts Hall, leaving the Spirit Race no opportunity.

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

Once he was away from the Martial Arts Hall's protection, the journey home could be perilous.

But...

That suited Chen Yan perfectly!

The corner of his mouth curled into a barely perceptible smile.

With his wisp of spiritual sense guarding Wang Jian, he'd just have to see which foolish member of the Spirit Race dared show up and deliver this "takeout."

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