Chapter 985: Chapter 652: The Yang Prison, Anomalies, and Transcending the Star Universe! (6k)

The next morning.

A new batch of Moistening Vein Spirit Pills was produced in the pill room.

Meng Chuan received the message from the steward of the pill room and was about to make a trip there.

Although the cultivation pills he had were not in dire shortage, their quantity was limited.

Insufficient to sustain continuous use to cultivate to the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

Counting the remaining credits, previously he bought a batch of Wood Attribute True Spirit for the Dragon Demon, leaving just over ten thousand.

Meng Chuan thought to himself:

"Might as well go all in; eight hundred credits per pill would exchange for about ten pills. Counting the surplus from before, it should last until early next year.

By then, I’ll go to the Demon Nest again to earn some resources..."

Money was equally tight, and he still had to save up to repay Shen Shuo.

Moreover, his regular battle merits were also pitifully scarce, with the balance exhausted.

If it weren’t for killing the Bo Gang Divine Son and the state rewarding him with a thousand special battle merits, he would have returned to the state of having nothing...

But Meng Chuan remained calm and composed:

"It’s not a big deal, these resources have all converted into my strength. The expenditure is worth it; it’s all tangible improvement..."

Even so, whenever he thought of his empty wallet, Meng Chuan couldn’t help but show a pained expression.

Mouthing disapproval yet still acting decisively...

A little later.

When he returned from outside, besides two porcelain bottles filled with pills, he had an additional package.

Sent from Lianzhou, the sender’s name was "Yang Baobei"...

"..."

What is Yang Yuelian up to...

Meng Chuan opened the package, which contained a rectangular sandalwood box.

Sliding the cover open, the inside of the sandalwood box was neatly arranged in two layers of 3×5, totaling thirty round and lustrous small pills.

Taking a closer sniff, sure enough, they were Moistening Vein Spirit Pills...

One might say that the two were truly connected, he was just worrying about pills, and here the delivery arrived promptly...

Of course, Meng Chuan didn’t say a word to Yang Yuelian, insisting he was forced to rely on her!

"The increase in the world’s vitality has led to a growing number of Martial Arts families.

The demand for Qiao Armor and Moisture Nourishing Pills far exceeds supply, prices on the market reaching nearly twelve million each, these are worth over three hundred million..."

Meng Chuan suddenly felt the object in his hand was burning, realizing he owed the Yang Family too much and was reluctant to take more advantage, hurriedly called Yang Yuelian.

After some inquiries, Meng Chuan understood.

[Baby! These were sent by my grandfather for your cultivation use, don’t refuse his kindness.

We have plenty at home, they were hoarded from before and are not expensive. Let me know when they’re used up, I’ll send more!]

[Alright, no sending them next time!]

His tone slightly forceful, clearly taking advantage stubbornly...

Yang Yuelian said as much, what more could Meng Chuan say, he could only "reluctantly" accept.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Yuelian listened to his voice and nodded obediently:

[Got it~ Bye-bye, I’m hanging up now, going to practice my punches. Once I break three, I’ll come find you.]

[Okay.]

Hanging up the phone, looking at the thirty Moistening Vein Spirit Pills, Meng Chuan helplessly thought to himself, he’d never be able to repay the Yang family’s kindness...

...

After finishing fist technique practice in the afternoon, Meng Chuan stepped into the courtyard to assume the Celestial Posture.

The white breath he exhaled was like an arrow, striking the mutated pine with a clatter, as if it were the sound of metal clashing.

There was a Martial Arts Theory class this afternoon, one he hadn’t attended for over a year, Meng Chuan considered going but decided against it.

Currently, with his martial theory, Chen Qiushui could no longer teach him anything...

Recognize Heaven and Earth, even the other party hasn’t reached it.

Everyone’s path in martial theory is different, his is Yin-Yang Harmony within Five Elements, while others have their own paths.

At this stage, only self-cultivation could advance, outsiders couldn’t teach much.

Moreover, Grandmaster Chen hadn’t given him a pleasant face recently, Meng Chuan didn’t want to be attentive for cold shoulder treatment, opting to let time diffuse the situation...

Returning to his senses, as he stood in the posture, he silently comprehended the process of the star veins gathering within him.

After these months of cultivation, out of 199 star veins, nearly half have condensed.

He also noticed, as the number of star veins increased, the connection between the heavens and the Inner Realm grew stronger, making condensation increasingly difficult.

Especially recently, the speed of condensation halved, requiring twice the time it did when he first experienced a Realm Breakthrough to condense one.

This is still under the Eternal Certificate fortifying, with the meridians never retracting.

For others, unless their stand posture meridian cultivation path is innate, they must take auxiliary pulse-expanding pills to gain daily progression.

The difficulty of Martial Arts is comparable to ascending to the heavens.

Breaking Four is the first major hurdle in the Martial Arts family’s journey, after overcoming which one can master the abilities of flying and vanishing, extending life for four centuries, akin to a Land Immortal.

Yet less than one in ten make it past.

Many are stuck at the Three Limits, unable to move forward, and instead find their cultivation regressing with age, for natural reasons.

After becoming a Grandmaster, standing in the Celestial Posture is another hellish level of difficulty.

Developing brain regions, expanding meridians.

In this process, the slightest misstep could lead to nerve damage at best, and invoke a Heart Demon, resulting in death and the vanishing of one’s path!

Meng Chuan read a shocking report; the number of Martial Arts Grandmasters dying in the Demon Nest was far fewer than those who perished while standing in posture and awakening acupunctures!

Even if one stands in Celestial Posture steadily, progress is still slow.

Those capable of achieving Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and becoming Grandmasters, are at the very least talent figures within Martial Arts.

But even among talents, there are grades from highest to lowest.

Among them, 70% manage to only condense one or two brain region meridians a year, this rate essentially bans them from further breakthroughs.

Their utmost priority is to maintain physical peak condition.

In the remaining 30%, the majority only have a slim chance, before physical decline, to attempt the life-and-death "Celestial Being Mutual Perception" to achieve empowerment.