Teacher Yuchi, You Wouldn't Want Anyone to Know Your Secret, Would You?

Yuchi Yu always felt as though Chu Wen was about to carve a layer of flesh off him.

But when he thought of the Blood Bodhi Fruit, which he had bid for several times without ever getting his hands on, and now Chu Wen had come looking for him, the kid was probably after something.

After all, he had worked his way up to professor at Xinhang Martial University. He was no fool.

From Chu Wen's earlier probing remarks, he had guessed that the boy wanted something. He just hadn't expected the kid to be so impervious to persuasion.

"Teacher, after all, there aren't many people at Xinhang Martial University whom I can trust." Chu Wen played the emotional card first.

"So when I hid this Blood Bodhi Fruit, you were the very first person I thought of, Teacher."

"Would this fruit be enough to invest in your laboratory?"

Yuchi Yu smiled. "Enough—more than enough. Then it's happily settled."

When Chu Wen saw Yuchi Yu reach out, he picked up the jar again. "Teacher, I'm not finished yet."

"Teacher, didn't you previously propose the hypothesis of 'Martial Sensory Microparticles'? Earlier, I saw dried demon beast meat for sale at Western Europe Mall. There isn't much research proving anything about it, but every study specifically emphasizes that it helps martial artists."

"And it isn't expensive. Even ordinary salaried workers can afford it."

"Teacher, if you can use your research findings to verify its actual value and design the corresponding testing methods, then we can be the first to register the patent. Wouldn't that be 'Money, come!'?"

Yuchi Yu looked at Chu Wen in surprise. "That little brain of yours is quite sharp."

"So many laboratories around the world are researching the effects of dried demon beast meat. We're latecomers—how could we compare to them? And the hypothesis of martial sense isn't that simple. It can't yet form a complete theoretical system."

"Teacher, you have to know how to tell a story. You're an expert in this field. A piece of dried meat boosting strength won't do, but what if a piece of dried meat boosts martial sense?"

Yuchi Yu shot Chu Wen a cold look. "That's the wording of a black-hearted merchant. Claiming an effect where there is none is false advertising."

Chu Wen explained, "How is it false? Does dried meat contain blood energy? Is blood energy related to martial sense? Then it's true."

Yuchi Yu felt as if he were facing a profiteer. What exactly was stuffed inside this kid's head?

"Teacher, we're just opening a project first. As for how it concludes when the time comes, that'll be up to you. I'm only proposing a hypothesis."

Yet Chu Wen's words stirred Yuchi Yu's competitive spirit.

"What do you mean, the conclusion is up to me? If it can't be concluded, then it can't be concluded! We have to let facts speak."

Chu Wen neither agreed nor disagreed, merely continuing, "Then, Teacher, do you agree?"

"Of course I agree. Why wouldn't I?" Yuchi Yu went with the flow in one smooth motion.

Chu Wen was speechless at this shameless fellow. He raised his right index finger. "One more condition. Let me take a lap around your cold storage?"

Yuchi Yu immediately had a bad feeling. "You don't mean you want to practice that martial skill of yours, do you? The things in there are very expensive."

"Oh, Teacher, your dried meat has all been sitting around for ages. It's spoiled! You can buy new ones. When the time comes, just say there's a Blood Bodhi Fruit here, and the school's research funding will come pouring in."

Yuchi Yu looked at Chu Wen with a complicated expression. Why did this kid seem even craftier than him? He had not even graduated from university—how did he understand so much?

After hesitating for a few moments, Yuchi Yu waved his hand grandly and cast a regretful glance at the cold storage. "Go on, go on. Just don't suck everything dry."

As he spoke, he eagerly accepted the jar from Chu Wen.

He shifted in his seat and placed it onto several characterization instruments.

Bit by bit, he began testing the quality of the Blood Bodhi Fruit.

Just as Chu Wen had said, the liquid wrapping the fruit was also remarkable. Its ability to lock in freshness was exceptionally strong, no less effective than the preservation methods of an Internal Biofilm Coating.

"It really is insectoid saliva. This kid's run of fortuitous encounters never ends..."

Yuchi Yu happily held the Blood Bodhi Fruit, handling it with utmost care.

It was said that just a tiny amount of this could grant intelligence to some low-level demon beasts. The stronger the demon beast, the more fruit flesh it needed to awaken its intelligence. As for physically handling one, this truly was his first time.

Usually, Kyoto Martial University controlled the primary supply of such things. This time, it was his turn.

He wondered what expressions those old fellows at Kyoto Martial University would wear if they learned that his laboratory possessed a Blood Bodhi Fruit.

Once inside the cold storage, Chu Wen headed straight for the deepest section, the -80°C freezing zone. He wore only a lab coat over his martial arts uniform. He felt slightly cool, but not enough to shiver.

"Begin, all-you-can-eat!"

The cabinet doors opened one after another.

The Primordial Source Pearl within his body began madly devouring the blood energy in the surrounding area.

His blood energy value rapidly soared from 0 to 100. The excess blood energy automatically converted into potential points.

Potential points: +1, +1, +1...

Chu Wen opened freezer after freezer, his expression unchanged as he absorbed blood energy.

"Primordial Source Pearl, let me see your limit."

At the same time, Chu Wen wanted to know what his own limit was.

The Beast King-grade flesh in this cold storage was nearly all of Yuchi Yu's accumulated research materials to date. Some of it was even material for projects that had yet to begin, kept in storage because he had never found the time to work on them.

After all, the reputation of the White-Haired Yama was well known. Almost no one dared apply to become his graduate student...

"While I'm at it, I'll grow a few more fruits."

With a thought from Chu Wen, Blood Bodhi Fruits sprouted from his hands one after another. Three grew in succession before he carefully placed them inside one of the freezers.

The preservation technology in the freezing zone was enough to keep those three fruits for a long time. He just did not know when Teacher Yuchi would discover them.

After doing all that, Chu Wen still felt it was not enough. He sat cross-legged on the ground and operated the Primordial Origin Breathing Method. He could not waste a single wisp of dissipating blood energy!

Only after draining all the flesh on an entire shelf would Chu Wen open the freezer doors on another rack.

He also thoughtfully placed the useless flesh onto a large cart. Before long, the cart was piled high with all manner of unidentifiable meat chunks.

As more and more chunks of meat were loaded onto the cart—

Sweat began to bead on Chu Wen's body. In such frigid surroundings, heat billowed from his entire body, as though he were soaring through clouds and riding mist.

His potential points had also reached the grand threshold of 620!

"No, if I keep increasing it, something might happen."

Realizing this, Chu Wen hurriedly withdrew from the area. He swiftly shut the freezer doors and left the cold storage.

Time passed bit by bit. Yuchi Yu watched the clock on the wall with an aching heart, occasionally glancing toward the cold storage with an expression of resigned acceptance.

"Why has this kid been in there so long? Nothing happened to him, did it...?"

He had no idea what that martial skill actually was, but absorbing so much martial sense would surely exceed the limits of the human body!

Bang!

Chu Wen burst through the door. Behind him, a cart full of demon beast torsos slowly rolled out, its wheels visibly compressed downward.

"Gasp! You brat, you used up this many meat chunks?!"

Yuchi Yu's heart bled. At a glance, he spotted many rare Beast King tissue samples. He had spent who knew how much money buying and storing those...

He instantly regretted it. It seemed he had fallen into a trap!

Out in the world, how could Chu Wen possibly have so easily acquired so much Beast King flesh to cultivate with?

Chu Wen spent 10 potential points on the Primordial Origin Breathing Method before his body returned to normal.

Only then did he notice the green light blazing from Yuchi Yu's eyes.

"You brat!"

Seeing Yuchi Yu so menacing, Chu Wen immediately pulled another Blood Bodhi Fruit from his pocket.

Yuchi Yu froze on the spot. His eyes blinked again and again as he looked toward the fruit stored on his laboratory bench.

Another one?!

Chu Wen gave a light cough. "Teacher Yuchi, you wouldn't want anyone to know your secret, would you?"

"I'm the laboratory's sponsor—in other words, the client."