Chapter 1358 - 759: Assembly of Heroes, Pill Corps Established, My Stronghold! (Part 2)

Chapter 1358: Chapter 759: Assembly of Heroes, Pill Corps Established, My Stronghold! (Part 2)

This is what it means to lose one’s mind...

"Yes, Secretary, I’ll go home first. As for the dinner, let’s talk about it another day."

Meng Chuan nodded. At this moment, he just wanted to see what the inside of the transformed Yong’an City was like, and to go home for a meal.

As for dinner gatherings, he respectfully declined.

"Haha, no problem, no problem."

Secretary Wang didn’t insist and watched him leave with a smile.

Looking at Meng Chuan’s back, he sighed endlessly in his heart:

"It hasn’t been long, the first generation..."

As the secretary of Yong’an City, he was well aware of the prestige behind that title.

Words are powerless; only four big characters suffice.

"Martial Arts Great Saint."

Anyone who rides the wave of an era, as long as no accidents happen, will become the mightiest of this world.

This is the trend of the times, the destiny of heaven, and the expectation of the people!

The news of Meng Chuan’s return to Yong’an after the competition gradually spread to every street and alley, eventually reaching the entire city.

A Level 3 preparatory state, nighttime control time is 22:00, and it’s not that time yet.

The city lights spread like stars, hazy at a glance, as if the deep outer space Meng Chuan had "been" to, with gentle flowing light yet without commotion, the unique steadiness of the northwest.

But with his arrival, this sense of calm was instantly broken.

Under the night, the silent city boiled like boiling water, stirring.

Walking towards home, Meng Chuan strolled down the street, observing the changes in Yong’an, sighing endlessly.

"Traveling eighty thousand miles in a day, it’s really different..."

In just half a year, the Yong’an City in his eyes not only changed in appearance, but its interior was also renewed.

"It truly is Master Meng..."

"Meng the God is not just any master, even Grandmasters are no match for him!"

"His aura seems even stronger..."

Upon hearing of his return, more people ran to the street to see him, and the crowd grew larger.

"Brother Chuan... is really amazing now..."

Amidst the crowd, Qin Mengya tightly clenched her boyfriend’s hand.

Wang Yue, who was craning his neck to get a look at Meng Chuan, felt someone tugging at him and came back to his senses.

"Yeah! Brother Chuan... has long been different from ordinary people."

Wang Yue was filled with emotion.

Having been admitted to Yong’an Martial Arts University, Wang Yue appeared much more composed than before, as if he had been through a lot.

He looked at his friend in the center of the crowd, feeling weak and instinctively sensing something he couldn’t comprehend, a wave of unease arose.

Wang Yue inexplicably felt a sense of fear from the heart, not daring to step forward to greet him.

Meng Chuan’s sense quickly found Wang Yue.

He turned his steps and walked towards the crowd, which parted like waves.

"Wang Yue, long time no see, Qin...Mengya?"

Qin Mengya pursed her lips tightly. The powerful aura naturally emanating from Meng Chuan made her tremble slightly involuntarily.

In her mind, images of the first time she saw Meng Chuan at the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo kept flashing.

At this moment, the scenes in her mind intertwined with the reality before her eyes, making everything seem so unreal.

"Brother Chuan."

Wang Yue smiled especially happily that Meng Chuan hadn’t forgotten him.

"Let’s go, join me for dinner at my place."

After saying this, Meng Chuan paused:

"You never contacted me. I have many things suitable for Qi Blood martial artists. Come, follow me to take them. With just a pile, you can become... a high-level martial artist."

As for the Martial Arts Family, Meng Chuan could not guarantee, not even the Great Saint could.

In the ’real world,’ feeling the Qi, outsiders have no say.

"Brother Chuan, maybe forget it..."

Wang Yue showed an apologetic look, but before finishing his sentence, his girlfriend pulled him. Her expression made him unable to speak further.

"Let’s go." Meng Chuan gave a slight smile, True Qi wrapped around the waists of the two, lifting them into the air:

"Fatty, I’m taking you on a ride."

"!!!"

The strong wind kept blowing into Wang Yue’s mouth, silencing his shouts.

Wang Yue’s expression was joyous, yet tears hung at the corners of his eyes.

Whether these tears were from the wind or from being moved... whom does one tell...

...

"Gone, I’m going back to school for a look."

Though the human environment became increasingly perilous, seeing his parents again, they still looked well-nourished.

Unlike people in their fifties about to age, under anti-aging injections and various natural supplements, they looked more like in their thirties or forties.

Seeing his family living well, Meng Chuan was at ease.

Of course, he wasn’t concerned that something might occur like the clichéd plot of the God of War’s daughter living in a doghouse happening to him.

The Golden Tiger Medal was real, the state was the strongest backing for his family.

However, there were indeed some with ulterior motives, seemingly members of the Demon Path trying to approach his uncle and aunt with bad intentions.

But with people from the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo secretly watching, once spotting such ill-intended people, they’d quickly disappear.

Disappear literally.

No matter if they were Demonic Martial Artists, or of any identity, as long as they had intentions, they would vanish from the world...

This was what Meng Chuan stressed to the dojo, bearing all consequences himself.

He left behind artificial heavenly materials and earthly treasures prepared for his uncle and aunt, suitable for ordinary people and Qi Blood martial artists alike.

After advising on the dosage intervals, Meng Chuan soared into the sky.

The artificial heavenly materials and earthly treasures were potent yet gentle.

Even without practicing martial arts, ordinary people consuming them would naturally generate Qi Blood in their bodies.

However, without the martial meridians to store Qi Blood, it would only disperse within the body, unable to gather and erupt.

But that sufficed.

Storing Qi Blood within, his elders would stay strong and healthy, free from ailments.

As long as they could prolong life, Meng Chuan’s objective was achieved.

He was now a major shareholder of the Boundless Sea, accessing items worth several tens of millions was almost like not spending money at all.