Chapter 141: Chapter 130: A Promise as Strong as Iron, I Shall Fulfill It! (3k)
The situation is clearly as he guessed; the father and daughter broke because of this cultivation technique.
But this is a matter of agreement between men.
Meng Chuan didn’t speak; he wanted to hear the reason.
"Do you know about the divine skill ultimate techniques?"
Meng Chuan nodded.
"I consulted Principal Sui of the United University, and his words were:
This technique is both righteous and evil, transitioning from taking others to taking oneself, a single misstep will make one devoured by the Thunder Seed."
Meng Chuan said:
"Master Luo has told me about this."
Luo Meng pursed her lips and nodded:
"Old Luo still seems human, but do you think achieving perfection in practice will let you rest easy?"
Without waiting for Meng Chuan to answer, Luo Meng continued:
"Principal Sui said, using the divine skill level inner power he’s practiced, [Great Sun Burning Heaven] as an example.
According to his understanding as a Peak Celestial King, the existing Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill can only be called a damaged and incomplete piece.
Its true upper limit rivals Great Sun Burning Heaven!"
"Meng Chuan, do you know what this means? Even if a Six-Limit Celestial King or even a Seven-Limit Great Saint were to learn it, they couldn’t achieve perfection!"
From ancient times to the present, including the Great Saints, no one has ever cultivated an ultimate divine skill to perfection.
His words brought a certain shock to Meng Chuan.
According to what Master Luo said, [Primordial Spirit Thunder Planting Skill] is only at the top true skill level, not reaching the edge of ultimate skills.
Luo Meng is exceptionally intelligent; she immediately guessed Meng Chuan’s thoughts.
"Old Luo studied at United University back then and consulted with the then United University principal, [Northern Sword Saint Yi Wuji] senior.
Principal Yi excelled in the true interpretation of swordsmanship and specialized in ultimate sword techniques; his understanding of inner power related to Form and Intent Five Elements was slightly inferior to Principal Sui.
Hence, there was a misunderstanding regarding the upper limit of the Thunder skill."
Luo Meng stated solemnly:
"The conclusion is, whether it’s Luo Guanyun or you and me, we cannot grasp this cultivation technique; the Thunder skill can never be cultivated to perfection."
"With your talent, there’s great hope for advancing to Grandmaster; don’t let a moment of... impulsivity delay yourself."
Hearing Luo Meng’s words, Meng Chuan remained silent.
A clean official can’t judge family matters; what happened between Luo Guanyun and Luo Meng that made Luo Meng harden her heart and abandon the Pile Skill.
But he doesn’t care about these, Master Luo treats him like a son; what to do and what to act, he knows in his heart.
At the same time, Luo Meng’s sincere words didn’t seem to be sowing discord.
Moreover, as a mere Qi and Blood Martial Artist himself, he held no value for sowing discord.
The fact that Luo Meng could consult Principal Sui indicates she does care about Master Luo’s fate, rather...
"Even someone as talented in martial arts as her, and even a Celestial King Great Saint, are powerless."
...
"Can I practice it? Can I improve the part where the Thunder skill devours oneself and save Master Luo?"
Living together day and night, if Meng Chuan didn’t see Luo Guanyun’s hints unless he were blind.
But some things don’t need to be mentioned, they only add grief and trouble.
Having revealed the heavy stone in his heart, Luo Meng’s mood wasn’t good either at this moment.
Seeing Meng Chuan lowering his head silently, she said:
"You should think carefully, I’m considering your future from the perspective of a Northern United University teacher, don’t be stubborn."
After speaking, Luo Meng swung her arm; a blue jade belt whipped up a light breeze and disappeared.
She wanted to forget some things, but ultimately cannot, and today brought them up again to counsel Meng Chuan.
"Ah... why does the Primordial Spirit Thunder Skill exist..."
...
At this moment, Meng Chuan no longer had the fighting spirit for the championship; he was confident before.
Now knowing the following difficulty of the Thunder skill, equivalent to the legendary ultimate skill [Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill], he felt a bit lost.
"With the potential I currently exhibit, it’s merely considered being of Grandmaster caliber."
The gap between Grandmaster and Great Saint is much bigger than that of a dog compared to a Grandmaster.
"Though this is only my current standard, with more special qualities added in the future, how far I can go remains unknown."
Meng Chuan has never doubted himself; the Martial Arts Limit Breaking panel and his diligence are his greatest reliance.
"But time waits for no one, can Master Luo wait for me to break the limit?"
"Concerning the Thunder skill, Master Luo has never rushed me..."
Regarding Luo Meng’s persuasion, Meng Chuan from start to finish.
Never wavered in his heart!
Master Luo’s kindness to him is etched in his heart, how could he be ungrateful?
"The teacher’s kindness is like a mountain, I must honor it. Promises are like iron, I will fulfill them!"
But the sense of urgency surrounds him, only day and night advancement, and persistent studying...
...
Meanwhile, at the foot of Xiang King’s Tomb Mountain.
In front of a silver business car, Principal Zong and Qi Fei are still waiting for Meng Chuan, to return triumphantly from the mountain.
"Yes, yes, Director Wang, the banner must be of the best quality, the largest size.
Red background with gold letters and gold border, [Warmly celebrate our school student Meng Chuan, winning the championship of the twenty-four school joint exam]."
Meng Chuan just came down the mountain, still a hundred meters away, could already sense what Principal Zong was talking about on the phone...
"Principal, Qi Fei."
Meng Chuan walked up calmly.
"The champion is back, come, come, get in the car, let’s find a place for the three of us to eat first!"
"Okay."
Meng Chuan sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest. After a day of continuous battles, even a strongman would be exhausted.
When he was coming down the mountain, he had already informed his master and uncle and aunt, who were constantly calling for the results of the competition.
At this moment, Meng Chuan just wanted to rest quietly and think about the path ahead and how he could save Master Luo.
Principal Zong held the steering wheel with one hand and made a smooth U-turn, looking high-spirited.
The moment the final competition results were announced at the foot of the mountain, he was the brightest person among the leaders from the twenty-four schools.
"Xiaomeng, how about we use your enrollment photo for the school corridor wall? I think it’s quite handsome.
Also, there’s a large empty space in the middle of our teaching building’s lobby, a statue would..."
Meng Chuan listened as Principal Zong continued to speak more outlandishly and quickly opened his eyes to interrupt:
"Stop, Principal, I’m still alive, don’t go through this..."
A banner hanging would be okay for the school’s publicity.
A wall display and a monument are a bit ominous.
"Okay, okay, I won’t do it, I was just a bit excited."
Principal Zong, ever since holding the steering wheel, had been trembling with excitement, his face flushed red.
Meng Chuan kindly reminded him:
"You should focus on driving; let’s discuss everything when we get back."
Meng Chuan feared that if Principal Zong was too excited while driving, an accident could occur.
If anything happened, with his reaction speed, he wouldn’t worry, but Qi Fei might suffer...
After the excitement passed, Principal Zong gradually calmed down.
He spoke:
"Meng Chuan, what the principal promised you won’t change; a total of 16 million in martial arts incentive education funds, our Ping’an Middle School can get 9.6 million.
I’ve already checked out a Qi and Blood Tester, the quality is above average, and maintenance costs will be lower in the future.
Setting up one will cost about five million, and the rest is for you to use; at that time, it will go through the school’s account, and I will transfer it to your card."
Without even thinking, Meng Chuan directly refused.
It’s true that this money was earned by him, but it wasn’t just his; it needed to be used for the development of the champion’s school.
Ping’an Middle School was already poor and lacked funds; giving it all to him wouldn’t make sense.
Meng Chuan spoke to Principal Zong, but the latter remained firm.
"The school didn’t contribute much to your growth; this money was won entirely by you.
I’ve already felt a bit embarrassed to use most of the money to install the Qi and Blood Tester for the school; don’t push it anymore with the rest."
"You can’t say that, you, Chen Tie, and Teacher Liang have all helped me a lot.
I still have money with me; using this money for school development is more suitable."
Principal Zong sighed and said calmly:
"Xiaomeng, let me speak frankly to you, and Qi Fei, don’t take it the wrong way when you hear it."
Hearing the principal call him, Qi Fei nodded repeatedly.
With two hundred thousand falling from the sky, everyone bent over to pick it up; he had no other thoughts.
Then he privately thought:
"If I were to covet the remaining school bonus again, such behavior in novels online would be courting death.
I’d be slapped to death and instantly refined..."
After a pause, Principal Zong looked into the rearview mirror, earnestly saying to Meng Chuan:
"Xiaomeng, since this money was approved by the education bureau for the school’s development,
now you are the school’s development, its golden signboard.
The stronger you are, the better your martial arts exam results will be in the future,
and the school’s earnings will far exceed this few million.
Although our Ping’an Middle School is limited in strength, as long as this educational funding can bring you a bit of improvement, it means this money was well spent.
You should not have any psychological burden or guilt; I will make this transaction public in school, anyone who has an opinion can come to me."
Meng Chuan didn’t even think about this; understanding what Principal Zong meant, he had to agree.
There were too many benefactors on his path of growth.
"In the future, I’ll return home in glory to thank the school and teaching halls."
...
Meanwhile.
Because the preparatory class is fully enclosed, and Meng Chuan had no time to eat, a few from Northern United University directly returned to school.
Zhao Jian had already been sent to the school hospital to recover, and Xu Qingfeng also went to treat his hand fracture.
The Northern United University’s school hospital has long had martial artists of the First Limit level in charge of medical services.
Xu Qingfeng endured the pain and spent many school credits to seek treatment, aiming to recover soon for another duel with Meng Chuan.
After settling everyone, the female teacher An Jing headed to Hongwu Tower to report the related work of this competition to the principal.
The Yong’an branch of the Northern United University was just established not long ago, and the current principal is the eldest disciple of Celestial King Sui.
The Five Limit Venerable [Unrivaled Flying General Yang Huan].
Although they didn’t win the championship in this joint exam, An Jing wasn’t very worried that the principal would scold her.
Because the second and third places were both students from Northern United University, which was barely acceptable compared to Yanhua Preparatory School.
Moreover, although Principal Yang’s title sounds formidable, he is still a very kind person.
A few years ago, Yang Huan was still a professor at the main campus, before being appointed as the principal at Yong’an.
On the school forum, a poll was initiated by students, [Who’s the friendliest professor in United University?].
Yang Huan was way ahead of the second place.