Chapter 1288 - 737: The Miraculous Power of Earth Demon, A Grand Gift for True Inheritance! (Part 3)

Chapter 1288: Chapter 737: The Miraculous Power of Earth Demon, A Grand Gift for True Inheritance! (Part 3)

The thoughts drifted freely with the breathing exercises, suddenly.

Meng Chuan’s eyes flickered as he looked towards the door with a somewhat strange expression.

"Why is he here..."

He gestured with one hand, summoning from afar.

The Yin-Yang True Qi transformed into a large hand, skillfully opening the door.

"Friend Chen, please come in, what brings you here?"

Meng Chuan ceased his movements and stood up, looking towards the door.

Chen Zhiming, in a simple blue robe, stood under the corridor, his face calm yet carrying his usual coolness.

He walked into the meditation room, slightly clasped his hands towards Meng Chuan, and after a moment of silence said directly:

"The day after tomorrow, you will face Colby, while I am set to match Seviss first."

He paused, his gaze serious:

"Although I consider it hard to defeat Seviss, I shall try my best to force him to display more of his techniques.

His mastery of Dao Principle, True Dragon techniques, and the hidden techniques of his fighting path, as long as I can make him reveal them, I will take note and report back to you after the battle.

For... the ultimate victory of Great Chu."

"Oh?"

Meng Chuan raised an eyebrow, this young man, he has a broad perspective.

Though it may not be very useful, after all, if the gap in strength is too great, no amount of analysis would help.

Nonetheless, it was kind-hearted, and Meng Chuan solemnly clasped his hands to express gratitude:

"Thank you very much."

There were neither tables nor chairs in the meditation room, let alone tea, so sitting down to chat was unnecessary...

"You are too polite, friend."

Chen Zhiming nodded.

There was no trace of bitterness in his words about defeat, clearly indicating his inner conflicts were resolved.

Soon, a rare hint of hesitation flashed across his brow, and he looked directly at Meng Chuan.

"Sure enough, this fellow still has something to ask me..."

Meng Chuan heard Chen Zhiming’s voice lower slightly:

"I’ve come today, and I have another thing to inquire of you."

"Go ahead."

"That day in our battle..."

Chen Zhiming paused:

"My Star True Gang, although not perfected, is by no means something that ordinary True Qi or Fist Intent can penetrate.

Your attack technique carries an essence of ’ignoring defense’, upon contact, the Gang Qi seemingly disintegrates on its own...

What exactly is this Fist Intent? And how was it cultivated?"

His tone remained calm, but deep uncomprehension and inquiry lay hidden in his eyes.

Meng Chuan’s inexplicable, almost rule-breaking Gang-destroying technique was truly hard for him to let go of.

During this time, he had watched the playback of their battle hundreds of times, and searched through martial arts texts, but found nothing.

Thus, Chen Zhiming had concluded that this "peculiar" Fist Intent was likely another of Meng Chuan’s creations...

Given that Meng Chuan was already extraordinary, having created Horizontal Divine Skill that amazed the world.

Creating something else... was perhaps normal.

Those capable of defeating him were extraordinary indeed.

Having finished speaking, Chen Zhiming showed no embarrassment, asking frankly if he wanted to learn.

He also understood the etiquette well...

He patted his waist bell, which was also his storage treasure.

In an instant, a vague energy mass flew out and enlarged.

As the mist cleared, a tungsten-colored lychee-sized glazed bead hovered into Meng Chuan’s palm.

Under its transparent shell, it was filled with a complex crystal filament structure.

"The Divine Weapon held by a Great Demon True Spirit that your friend uses, should be an Eagle Demon, right?

This Tier Five Eagle Demon True Spirit should be sufficient as a learning fee from me, please accept it."

"This..."

Meng Chuan looked slightly surprised at the item in his palm, brushing his chest as if calming his heart.

In fact... the True Spirit held in his palm deftly slid into the Magic Mirror on his chest...

Ahem...

This is why "our Dao Faith prospers," it must be because a disciple of the Dao sect has such perceptive eyes!

A Tier Five leader-level Great Demon True Spirit, and an Eagle Demon at that, was exactly what was needed for Demon Subduer to advance to the fifth-grade.

With this True Spirit, only sufficient Earth Demons need to be refined for Demon Subduer to upgrade on the spot to fifth-grade!

Xiaochen, you’re very insightful and understand his needs well...

Since that’s the case...

"This gift greatly pleases me, it would indeed be unreasonable not to teach a thing or two..."

Master Meng is a man of principles — having accepted a gift, he must get the task done well.

As his Heart Spirit returned in a moment, he clasped his hands and smiled:

"You are too polite, Dao Brother! My Martial Arts Research Institute is about to be established, right at Lishan Mountain’s Northern United University branch campus.

Eagle Lake is only a few thousand kilometers from Lishan, I would trouble Dao Brother to make a trip, I will definitely share all I know!"

Seeing Meng Chuan’s attitude, even Chen Zhiming, who normally doesn’t easily smile, exhibited a slight smile and thanked him:

"Alright, then I will trouble you, friend. I am dull and will ask for your guidance then."

"Hahaha, you are too kind!"

There wasn’t much to offer in the meditation room, and there was preparation to be done for the upcoming competition the day after tomorrow.

They exchanged contact information, both satisfied, and Chen Zhiming took his leave.

At the same time, in another meditation room within the Martial Arts Association.

Liao Huo sat cross-legged, adjusting his breathing.

Even though it was unfortunate to stop at the ’Final Battle’, the upcoming ranking match for places 5 to 10 was equally crucial.

This directly affects the number of times precious rewards are exchanged, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.

Among his future opponents was Wudang’s Wang Chongyi. This youngster seemed to underperform in the competition, but that was relative, depending on who his opponents were.

"He is by no means an easy opponent, one must not be careless..."

Liao Huo collected his Heart Spirit and operated the mental method [Silent Illumination Bright King Karma Sea], plunging his awareness deep into the sea, where tidal sounds arose by his ears.

In his mind’s contemplation, an endless, dark and turbulent "Sea of Karmic Forces" slowly emerged.

On the sea’s surface, turbid waves tossed, each wave seemingly burdened with a large amount of karmic force.

At the center of this sea of thoughts, a "Bright King Dharma Form" radiating gentle golden light, merely palm-sized, silently hovered.

It swayed slightly with the tide of karmic waves in the mental sea, yet remained stable, continuously purifying, transforming, and absorbing the surrounding turbulent karmic forces.

As the contemplation deepened, Liao Huo’s expression moved slightly.

His mind looked up, "seeing" the network of causal threads composed of countless intertwined lines.

At this moment, the relatively calm line connecting the nodes representing Meng Chuan and Chen Zhiming began to emanate an unusual pulse.

The threads of connection seemed more distinct and vibrant than usual.

"Hmm?"

Liao Huo’s thick brows furrowed with surprise, pondering internally:

"These two... have both been in seclusion since their last encounter, with rare activity on the line of causality. Why does today mark such a clear shift?"

Moreover, what puzzled him further was that in addition to the node fluctuations, a faint connection extended towards the direction where he was located.

"Hmm?! Does it involve this poor monk too?"

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and immersed more of his Heart Spirit into the perception of the causal network.

This time, the perception was clearer.

The connection between Meng Chuan and Chen Zhiming wasn’t one of conflict or tension, but rather an odd... harmony and resonance?

Seemingly having undergone some deep exchange or shared experience, a deeper bond emerged between them.

"??"

Liao Huo suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of surprise:

"What could this mean? They fought each other and became sympathetic... blood brothers, huh?"

Meng Chuan and Chen Zhiming, these two, began to constantly exchange and improve themselves?

At this thought, an inexplicable sense of urgency rose in his heart.

"Would it relate to Senior Brother Meng’s Fist Intent?"

Liao Huo’s innate wisdom wasn’t small, came upon the truth unwittingly...

He considered inwardly that if he continued to work behind closed doors, the gap might widen.

Thinking of this, he decisively made a decision:

"I must hurry to seek advice from Senior Brother Meng; this poor monk cannot delay any longer..."