Luo Guanyun felt that even if Meng Chuan broke through the Limit Breaking with Guoyi Fist and cultivated to the Master Realm, it could only prove his unyielding perseverance.
In addition, he was not naturally gifted but only broke through due to enlightenment in a life-and-death crisis.
Meng Chuan insisted, so Luo Guanyun continued to explain:
"Learning other martial arts, even though your bone quality is ordinary, with your perseverance, you still have hope of becoming a Martial Arts Family member in this life.
Learning my Thunder Skill True Qi, I'm not afraid to tell you, even if you luckily succeed, the speed of breaking limits can't match the growth speed of the Thunder Seed, and your outcome will be one word, death!
Give up unrealistic fantasies and think about your family."
In the end, Luo Guanyun still rejected Meng Chuan. He saw Meng Chuan's diligence every day in the martial arts hall, for which he held great admiration.
But the path of martial arts is so cruel; talent in bone quality is insufficient, everything is just empty talk, and saying anything is useless.
"It's getting late, you should go to sleep first, the innermost room. I talked to your uncle about your situation. Tomorrow, someone from the police station will come to test, and you can go home after confirming everything is fine."
Luo Guanyun didn't give Meng Chuan a chance to speak, he reached out a hand with a single gesture, using the operation of the magnetic field, and floated Meng Chuan steadily into the room, even thoughtfully covering him with a blanket.
Lying in bed, Meng Chuan pondered the meaning of Luo Guanyun's words. He understood that the Thunder Skill is hard to cultivate; without enough talent, practicing it would be planting hidden dangers in the body.
However, with the "One Truth Eternally True", no matter how difficult the cultivation technique, as long as he persists in practicing, he will definitely succeed.
Moreover, he still has a panel, which can gain more comprehension related traits, or improve bone quality, making cultivation faster and faster.
For example, the fourth function of the "One Truth Eternally True" trait has already increased his comprehension of Xingyi Martial Arts, and once his body recovers, he can practice martial arts and experience a sensation.
In this way, the Thunder Skill is only slightly difficult for him currently but far from being impossible to cultivate.
Moreover, True Skill level martial arts require reaching the peak of the Qi Blood Gate to attempt cultivation. By then, his various traits will stack up, making the learning process undoubtedly smooth and enjoyable.
After understanding this, Meng Chuan was no longer anxious; he already had a plan in mind. Once his body recovered, he would formally seek Hall Master Luo to learn his skills, using "One Truth Eternally True" as his stepping stone.
Besides, with what happened tonight as a precedent, if the hall master is surprised by his talent change, he can easily attribute it to enlightenment at a critical moment.
With this thought, the night's experiences were too thrilling; his spirit and body had reached their limits, and he gradually fell asleep.
If someone were to enter now, they would find that Meng Chuan's pores were exuding a black substance, impurities in his body, being expelled under the influence of "One Truth Eternally True".
In ancient times, this phenomenon was known as marrow cleansing among those in the martial world.
Early next morning, Meng Chuan slept very comfortably. He was having a strange dream; in his dream, an elderly man, possibly Taishang Laojun, was hovering with celestial aura while scrubbing his back, shedding all his grime...
Upon waking up, Meng Chuan smelled a peculiar stench and instantly jumped up in fright.
"Holy crap, did I just poop..."
Getting up, he realized his body was covered from head to toe in sticky black stuff, staining the bed, which emitted a foul odor akin to black mud.
Luo Guanyun was in the living room at the moment, having tea with Chief Long from last night, heard the commotion inside and walked over to knock on the door.
"The police are here; once tested, you can go home."
Meng Chuan, through the door, told Luo Guanyun upon waking that he found himself inexplicably covered in black mud.
This didn't need to be concealed; the dirty sheets could be washed, so there was no need to come up with ways to fool Luo Guanyun, who has a temper but wouldn't kill him.
Luo Guanyun opened the door and entered, looking at the scene in surprise, neither blaming Meng Chuan for dirtying the room nor judging the pungent smell, standing at the entrance deep in thought.
"Go take a shower first, and we can talk afterward. Don't worry about the sheets; the housekeeping will handle it."
While showering, Meng Chuan found that after rinsing off the black mud, his body felt rejuvenated.
The small scars left from previous martial arts practice were nowhere to be seen, and as he tried to punch with force, the crisp sound of an explosion echoed in the air.
"I should have entered the first Qi and Blood Gate already."
Through the "One Truth Eternally True", he could clearly perceive that the power transmitted through his arm just now was faster than when he used to punch, with strength focused at a single point, more solid and not scattered.
Meng Chuan tried capturing the water stream flowing from the shower, eyeing the flow's momentary descent; Meng Chuan timed his punch precisely, and as his fist struck the water stream, it burst into sprays, unlike before where the arm directly passed through the flow.
This surface explosive force with precise focus should be Ming Strength.
Ming Strength is a special power technique, controlling force towards a single point, exerting power directly, making the force solid and not scattered.
Like setting a blue brick vertically on a tabletop, punching the upper half of the brick, the upper half shatters while the lower half remains intact and motionless, signifying the attainment of Ming Strength.
Feeling his strength significantly increase, Meng Chuan was quite happy, repeatedly punching the burst water sprays, venting twelve years of frustration.
Quickly regaining composure, merely the "One Truth Eternally True" brought him many benefits; if he could push all martial arts in the world to breaking limits, what heights would he reach?
A Martial God on Earth? A living deity? Could he completely banish the Celestial Demon?
Becoming somewhat excited, Meng Chuan quickly adjusted the water to a cool temperature, calming his restless mind.
Thinking too much is useless; the key is unity of knowing and doing. Since his body has already recovered, he should quickly start practicing martial arts.
...
[No Celestial Demon factor detected]
"Alright, next, you can reunite with your family; everything is fine, young man, your body is in excellent condition."
Chief Long personally used the machine to test Meng Chuan, wanting to thank and commend him.
"On behalf of our Qindu District Police Station, I thank you for your contribution last night. Had you not delayed the Celestial Demon's escape, I would be ashamed to face all district residents."
Meng Chuan recognized the bald police chief who scolded him while waiting for the bus that day.
He made no claims of contribution, just playing a minor role; all credit belonged to Hall Master Luo, who arrived powerfully and not only eradicated the Celestial Demon but rescued him.
"Your persistence until Hall Master Luo arrived is already very remarkable; if it were me before entering the first gate, I might not have held on."
Meng Chuan wanted to say more, but Long Jiu waved his hand directly to indicate:
"There's no need to say more. Your uncle Meng Yongzhi is also an officer, so you are considered part of our police's kin. Credit is credit; excessive humility equates to arrogance."