With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Chapter 1071 - 675: Divine Wandering, Fist Seal, and a Gaze Across Time and Space! (Part 2)

The yellow fog rolled on, lifting the sand at the bottom of the mental realm, as the mercury-like thick spiritual power scattered and splashed.Ever since this object appeared in the mental realm, the black mist gradually dispersed.

In an instant of withdrawing from the previous spirit world, Meng Chuan’s perception immediately followed into the mental realm, looking intently.

The yellow-brown fragmented fog born from the Mirage Crystal of the Sand Sea suddenly exploded.

Only to see, among the mist, at the bottom of the mental realm, a fist imprint deeply embedded within.

The outline of the fist was clear, the imprints of the knuckles distinctly layered.

Sand and stones sunk around it, the mental realm gradually calmed, yet not a speck of ’dust’ could cover this fist imprint.

Meng Chuan showed a puzzled expression:

"...What is this?"

His perception touched it, immediately realizing that the fist imprint was like a branding iron, or a tattoo carved at the depths of the mental realm.

At the same time, he had a sudden understanding.

Unless peeling off a layer of skin, meaning self-harm to the mental realm, it couldn’t be removed.

Looking around, the original silhouetted fragments had all disappeared.

Only various cultivation technique legacy marks remained, spinning alone on the sea surface.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

Forget about it for now, I can’t actually harm my mental realm, I would become an idiot...

Meng Chuan then withdrew his gaze and recounted the experience to Master Bai Bao, requesting his analysis.

"...

So, Master, could this be some great power crossing time and space, coming to the spirit world and giving me a punch, leaving an imprint?

Did Elder Zhao mention having similar marks when he ascended earlier?"

"..."

Bai Bao hesitantly speculated:

"I have not heard of such a thing, but I suspect it might be a legacy method from some great corporeal power in the universe.

They deemed you worthy, hence did so.

Breaking Eight breaks the human-divine shackles, entering the celestial path, with unpredictable methods. This legacy method seems astonishing to us, but for such beings, it may be simple.

Didn’t you see similar legacy methods in the intelligence from the Dragon Realm?"

Meng Chuan suddenly realized, recalling it immediately.

He was oblivious as a bystander just now.

"Hopefully so..."

But he tested, and no matter how he ’provoked’ the fist imprint, there was no reaction.

It seemed that after crossing the spirit world and reaching reality, it completed its entire mission...

Moreover...

Elder Zhao only sensed the call from the top of the Water Dao, the proven mighty patriarch.

While he...

Within the just spirit world, the mighty ones were more than just one or two, there were quite a few...

Hence, he felt, it was not quite the same.

Then he heard Master Bai Bao laugh and say:

"Divine Dragon Great Saint Xun San is currently overseeing the diplomatic affairs of the Dragon Realm; perhaps you can ask him to inquire from the visiting ambassadors, they might know something.

The outside world claims that Junior Brother Meng and Saint Xun have a good relationship, like father and son after visiting the Demon Nest and riding the Azure Dragon.

Such small assistance should be a trivial matter."

"..."

Meng Chuan nodded silently, saying no more.

Not disturbing Master Bai Bao’s cultivation, he bid farewell and left.

The rumors are getting more and more exaggerated!

It was just once pulling a tiger’s skin, and now they say I’m like an ’adopted son’...

Besides, what good relationship did he have with Saint Xun? He merely hitched a ride with him at the time...

But it wasn’t much of a problem.

He knew another Great Saint...

...

"Extraterrestrial dragons have come to Blue Star?"

Meng Chuan planted his stance, lost in thought.

He originally thought these beings, species from other planets in the universe, were quite mysterious.

On one hand, slowly getting in touch more, on the other, recalling the ’noble Candle Dragon’ tortured and imprisoned by Principal Yin...

Thinking about it, just felt it was like that...

At this moment, Meng Chuan had no sleepiness at all.

After entering the initial stage of Prajna Dragon Elephant, he only felt as energetic as a robust bull, needing a fierce release.

Practicing boxing till the next day when daylight lit up the sky.

Just finished practicing, with a red glow emanating from his body, Meng Chuan sat on a stone stool in the courtyard to meditate.

He had not had tea for quite a while.

From a magical mirror, he took out a tea table, spread a tablecloth.

Poured three grams of old sprouts into the pot, guiding dew into the copper pot from the air with his right hand while holding the pot to heat with the left.

Soon enough, the aroma of tea diffused.

"Ah... fragrant!"

Took a sip, exhaled hot air.

Glancing at the time, Meng Chuan picked up the phone beside him, dialing Principal Sui.

Although Celestial King Yi Lan is the current principal of Northern United University, Meng Chuan still habitually called him that.

The phone rang for quite a while, with no answer, Meng Chuan was about to hang up.

Expectedly considering Principal Sui likely busy with cultivation and official duties after recently Breaking Seven.

Unexpectedly, the call was connected the next moment.

[Principal Sui, it’s Meng Chuan, hope I’m not disturbing you...]

On the other end, a familiar, deep voice of Meng Chuan responded:

[No problem, I’ve got some time now, feel free to speak.]

Hearing it, Meng Chuan was relieved.

He then relayed the ’fist imprint’ at the bottom of the mental realm in vivid detail.

Sui Chunqiu nodded silently as he listened.

Meng Chuan’s activities never left Northern United University’s sight, regularly reported by someone to his secretary, who then relayed it to him.

Thus, even after stepping down as principal, he was aware of Meng Chuan’s movements.

Prepared to provide protection, should he be able to arrive in time.

But this was not told to Meng Chuan, avoiding any prideful tendencies in him.

"This boy really went to Shaolin to learn this Divine Skill..."

The name of the first horizontal practice in the world resonated loudly, Sui Chunqiu naturally knew of it.

But he hadn’t practiced it, as it wasn’t his path.

However, what Meng Chuan described did indeed make him slightly surprised.

The human dimension is limited. To maintain stability in the Demon Nest, besides the Seven-Limit Great Saint level experts not intervening often,

The most crucial part is leaving Earth upon Breaking Eight, venturing into the universe to break through, not harming the human dimension.