"Xiao Ning, don't overthink it. Since I gave you the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture, I naturally won't ask for it back."
Seeing the conflicted look on Ning Chuan's face, Father Guo hurriedly waved his hand.
After a pause, he continued, "Of course, I shamelessly made a point of mentioning that only one inheritance remained because I did want to ask you to do something for me, Xiao Ning."
"Please, go ahead!"
"In the future, if you can become a Knight and cultivate the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture to the Perfect Realm, I hope you can inscribe a new martial seal for the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture and return it to the Guo Family."
Father Guo spoke gravely.
There were two prerequisites for inscribing a martial seal.
First, one had to be at least a Knight.
Second, the corresponding martial art had to reach the Perfect Realm.
In all the years since the Guo Dynasty's fall, no one in the Guo Family had managed it, and Father Guo didn't believe his descendants would succeed either.
He had refrained from selling the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture merely to keep it as a memento.
But Ning Chuan's timely appearance had rekindled hope in Father Guo's heart.
Ning Chuan had saved his son's life, and Father Guo needed to repay the favor.
Since he could kill an official Martial Artist, his talent went without saying.
He also had a good character and kept his word.
And so Father Guo had given him the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture tonight.
"If you don't manage it, Xiao Ning, forget I ever asked. Don't feel like you owe me anything, either. To me, Renyu's life is more important than the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture!"
Father Guo smiled.
Ning Chuan only nodded, making no promises.
But he had made up his mind.
I'll definitely bring the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture to the Perfect Realm!
The three of them talked a little more about the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture.
Then Ning Chuan took his leave.
The old district.
The spring moon was especially bright tonight, its silver light pure and clear.
Ning Chuan lay on his bed, gazing at the crescent moon outside. Once his heart was as calm as still water, he pressed the golden martial seal to his forehead.
Profound information surged in like waves and tides.
Its intensity far surpassed that of the S-rank martial art Three Thousand Wind Shadows.
More than two hours later.
The inheritance finally ended.
It was downright frightening to think about!
The information contained in a martial seal roughly reflected the rank of the martial art within it.
Under normal circumstances, the more information there was, the higher the martial art's rank.
And the longer the inheritance took.
The inheritance of Three Thousand Wind Shadows, a top-tier S-rank martial art, took only fifteen minutes.
The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture had taken nearly ten times as long!
Hum!
The patterns on the golden martial seal dimmed, their luster no longer flowing.
A notification sounded in Ning Chuan's mind.
"A breathing technique is a unique martial art. The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture and Savage Bull Force have been detected. Please make a selection, host!"
The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture.
Ning Chuan made his choice silently.
"Beginning breathing technique replacement!"
"Replacing..."
"Replacement successful!"
Hearing this, Ning Chuan opened the system interface. Savage Bull Force had vanished from the first martial arts slot, replaced by the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture. The number following its realm progress was zero.
It seemed he hadn't absorbed any insights from Savage Bull Force.
Ning Chuan wasn't surprised.
The two breathing techniques had little in common.
Let's see how effective the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture is at tempering!
Ning Chuan got out of bed, opened the cabinet, and picked up a vial of Hundred Beasts Nutrient Solution, draining it in one gulp.
A notification sounded immediately.
"The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture has sensed surging energy and started competing of its own accord. Cultivation speed has soared!"
As soon as the voice fell.
An intense tingling sensation swept through his entire body in an instant, like a bolt of lightning.
Ning Chuan could even sense his muscles, bones, skin, flesh, and every organ growing stronger.
It's more than a whole level stronger than Savage Bull Force!
Ning Chuan thought.
Another notification soon confirmed Ning Chuan's conjecture.
"The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture is estimated to exhaust the energy in six hours!"
After Ning Chuan reached Awakening Stage Six, Savage Bull Force took exactly one day to consume a vial of Hundred Beasts Nutrient Solution.
In terms of efficiency alone.
The Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture was four times as effective as Savage Bull Force!
And the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture is only at zero percent in the basic realm. No wonder it can let someone move a great cauldron weighing thirty-six thousand jin!
Ning Chuan couldn't help smiling.
The next moment.
The corner of Ning Chuan's mouth twitched.
He had realized something.
At one vial of Hundred Beasts Nutrient Solution every six hours, he would need four a day.
Even if he could buy them from Lu Mengyue at the cost price of 150,000 each, that was 600,000 a day.
The price of a three-bedroom apartment with a living room in downtown Qingshan City.
And that was only for now.
Once the Ancient Dragon Elephant Scripture and his strength improved further, he would consume it even faster.
Add to that the medicinal packs needed for Vajra Body.
His assets of over twenty million didn't seem likely to last a month.
He was burning through money faster than an internet company!
"It's both painful and delightful!"
Ning Chuan fell backward, dropping onto the bed.
The next two days were the weekend.
Ning Chuan didn't go out, staying at home instead. With no need to worry about his martial arts, he devoted his energy to reviewing his academic subjects.
The Federation college entrance exam was worth 1,000 points in total.
The academic subjects accounted for 300 points. Though not as much as the martial exam, that was still nearly a third of the total and deserved attention.
To get into Galaxy University, he had to fight for every point.
Sunday.
After a morning of studying, Ning Chuan drank a vial of Hundred Beasts Nutrient Solution for lunch. He picked up his phone and opened the class group chat, intending to browse for a while and give his brain a rest.
With the monthly exam coming up on Monday, the class group was buzzing with discussion.
As was customary in previous years, dark horses would always stop hiding their strength in the last few monthly exams before the college entrance exam, bursting forth with a stunning debut.
As he read, Ning Chuan noticed someone in the group had mentioned him.
And it was no ordinary person.
Their homeroom teacher, Su Yun.
"Students, do you think Ning Chuan can break into the top 30?"
Ning Chuan stared at the message, momentarily stunned.
Barring any surprises, Awakening Eighth Stage was enough to make the top 30 at Qingshan No. 1 High School.
With his current strength.
An opponent at Awakening Eighth Stage wouldn't last ten seconds if he fought with all his might.
Su Yun had clearly watched the livestream of him killing Zhao Weiping, so why would she ask that?
Ning Chuan frowned and thought for a moment, then understood.
When he killed Zhao Weiping, dark clouds had covered the sky and rain had poured down, making the camera footage somewhat unclear.
On top of that, viewers watching through a screen couldn't sense the sharpness of his blade technique at all.
Anyone without deep mastery of martial arts couldn't discern his true level.
And Su Yun was only a First-Rank Martial Artist.
It was perfectly normal that she couldn't tell.
Ning Chuan had figured out the reason, but the class group had erupted.
As their homeroom teacher, Su Yun rarely spoke in the chat.
Much less mentioned Ning Chuan, who was currently in the spotlight.
Messages popped up one after another.
[Tang Xiaowan]: Teacher Su, Ning Chuan could even kill a Third-Rank Martial Artist who was a spy from Heavenly Martial. Shouldn't taking first place be no problem for him? As far as I know, there isn't a single official Martial Artist among the current seniors at Qingshan No. 1 High School.
This was clearly a victim of unscrupulous reporters.
[Wang Dong]: I've got the same question as our class belle.
Another victim.
[Li Shanyun]: Someone in my family is a police officer, so I know some of what really happened. Zhao Weiping was already injured, and before he faced Ning Chuan, he took a hundred-thousand-volt lightning strike from President Lu. His strength was severely impaired.
[Zhang Wensi]: That's right!!!
Another message followed immediately.
[Zhang Wensi]: Zhao Weiping's actual combat strength was at most comparable to Awakening Stage Seven. The media just hyped it up desperately for attention. Ning Chuan has absolutely no chance of making the top 30!
[Li Shanyun]: I knew it. How could Ning Chuan be that strong?!
[Zhang Wensi]: The media bears responsibility for this, but for someone to accept it so readily is a little too vain.
Holding his phone, Ning Chuan raised an eyebrow.
It seemed the lesson he had given Zhang Wensi last time hadn't been enough.
His skin was itching again!
The messages in the class group continued.
[Ma Hai]: Heh! Class Monitor Zhang, if Ning Chuan is just fishing for fame and can't make the top 30, are you saying you can?
Inside a villa.
Ma Hai's fingers flew over the keyboard as he typed his mocking remarks.
Ning Chuan had played word games with him and deliberately leaked the secret. Zhang Wensi had completely fallen out with Ma Hai and had spent the past few days finding every possible way to make trouble for him.
What galled him was that he couldn't retaliate.
He couldn't beat either Ning Chuan or Zhang Wensi.
He could only vent with his mouth.
[Zhang Wensi]: Frog at the bottom of a well, what do you know? Ning Chuan is absolutely no match for me!
[Ma Hai]: Anyone can talk big. Do you dare tell us how you got those two panda eyes after the selection match?!