Chapter 420: Chapter 385: Core Inheritance of Mahabrahma, National Talent Pool Assessment!
The audience, mostly local people from Yong’an and even San Qin, are eighty percent familiar with him.
What Meng Chuan had done was representing the land of San Qin to win the championship, eradicate the Demon Path, and eliminate the Celestial Demon, among other things.
He had long become the pride of the people of Yong’an.
"Look quickly, Steel Spear Xiaomeng is here too!"
"..."
With the intensity of Meng Chuan’s five senses, he could already hear the "disharmonious" voices coming from the direction of the audience seats.
It’s been so long, why does this "title" still linger...
"What’s Steel Spear, do you understand the Infinite Fist? That’s the war god in the hearts of us Yong’an people!"
"I’m from Jin land, Steel Spear is also the war god in my heart."
At the judges’ table, Chen Jing heard the audience’s discussions and laughed too.
Unexpectedly, the nickname Xiaomeng didn’t make a name at United University; instead, it became famous here down the mountain...
Mainly because there’s already a steel spear on Lishan Mountain.
And that is Steel Spear General Dong Yue!
"..."
Meng Chuan shook his head and closed his eyes to meditate while waiting.
"Speaking of which, why hasn’t Uncle Bai come yet, the competition is about to start..."
Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.
Bai Junfeng arrived fashionably late, pulled out the chair beside him, sat down, and said with a smile:
"The Martial Arts Association had some matters so I’m late; Xiaomeng, seems like your presence has more popularity than today’s participants."
Meng Chuan smiled, said nothing.
The virtual celestial device was still undergoing its final adjustment, so the two seized the chance to chat.
"Your mentor is still not back from Japan? He stayed for so long that I’m wondering if the country assigned him some secret mission there, Cherry Blossom Operation? Agent Luo?"
Bai Junfeng joked, as he and Luo Guanyun were classmates and close friends, he would tease him whenever the chance arises...
"No, Uncle Bai, my mentor has some personal matters to handle; he will be back before the year’s end."
"Coming back soon, huh? For a moment, I thought your mentor was captivated by some cherry blossom maiden over there and couldn’t bear to leave."
"..."
Meng Chuan found that the "seniors" around him were all like gentlemen when he first met them.
Once familiar, most of them turned out to be quite cheeky...
Seeing Meng Chuan not responding, Bai Junfeng finally said seriously:
"By the way, you have a package sent from the Western Regions that arrived for you, stored in the Martial Arts Association’s safe.
After the competition ends, remember to pick it up."
He was quite curious about what could be inside the package.
To be placed in the highest specification, S-level Martial Arts Association safe, it was at the same level as a Fifth-Grade Divine Weapon.
Even he, the vice president of the branch, had no authority to handle or inquire about it.
Except for specific dispatch agents from Quan Du Tong, no one in the Martial Arts Association had the qualification to ask or view it.
Since Meng Chuan didn’t speak, Bai Junfeng didn’t proactively ask...
Meng Chuan smiled and said:
"Alright."
It looks like the core inheritance item from Mahavira has arrived.
He saw from Quan Du Tong software a few days ago, the package was just being dispatched.
It was delivered today, indeed quite fast.
Recalling this, Meng Chuan couldn’t help but admire how quick and efficient Great Chu handled things.
Completing the transformation from temple to martial shrine so rapidly.
Firstly, the harm of Demon Path was significant, special cases had to be dealt with;
Secondly, with prior experience of such matters, handling it was smooth.
Seeing Uncle Bai’s expression a bit constrained, Meng Chuan couldn’t say anything, it was beyond his ability.
Involving "divine temple," Uncle Bai’s level was a bit low; keep striving...
...
In the afternoon competition, Meng Chuan commentary made viewing enjoyable.
Although the level couldn’t match, the one battle with Luo Qin at that time.
But the Tao and Buddhist battle was also sufficiently exciting.
Eight o’clock in the evening.
Brother Chen Jing was not a local; after the competition, he directly returned to United University.
Meng Chuan went home casually for dinner, now he just left the Martial Arts Association with a big black box heading for Lishan Mountain.
The box contained what is supposedly the "Mahavira inheritance."
The mountain road was slightly bumpy, shaking in his hand with a rustle.
Considering the current situation of Mahavira, Meng Chuan felt, he was carrying a large-sized urn...
Huaqing Pool.
Back to his small courtyard, before replenishing the day’s fist skill practice, Meng Chuan curiously opened the box.
"What exactly is the ’core inheritance’."
Most importantly, for his martial arts practice, he didn’t know if it would be useful...
Meng Chuan estimated it wouldn’t.
He guessed it was mostly scrolls or magic artifacts; the help for martial arts was limited.
Lifting the black lid, there were only two items inside.
One was an exceptionally large golden robe.
Adorned with golden leaves all over, reaching out to gently touch, a sound crispy like wind chimes echoed.
"No wonder it rustled when going up the mountain with the box..."
Meng Chuan estimated this was the one covering the Mahavira deity statue from the Western Regions.
Since this robe was seven or eight meters long, extraordinarily large.
Even his form after "Final Liberation" could wear it...
But he wasn’t interested in this robe, sensing over its surface didn’t detect any energy fluctuations.
Meaning this robe wasn’t a "battle armor," just ordinary fabric.
If he wore it in battle, with one punch, it would dismantle itself, what a sin...
"However, when practicing Mahavira Prison Suppression, I can try wearing it to see if there’s any mystical gain..."
Thinking about it, Meng Chuan dismissed the idea.
This robe had been touched plenty by many Mahavira followers.
Wearing it for practice, he felt somewhat uneasy...
Besides, below the robe was covered a scripture.
"Mahavira Celestial King Asks Buddha to Resolve Doubts"
"There is actually this scripture..."
Meng Chuan was surprised and flipped through it.
Although he couldn’t understand it, he remembered the Buddhist knowledge he had learned to practice the Treasure Appearance Golden Venerable Skill.
Among them, there is an anecdote known as "Flower Twirling Smile," which comes from this scripture.
However, this scripture is often questioned as a false scripture due to the absence of a translator’s name.
Unexpectedly, it really exists, and Meng Chuan marveled at it with a click of his tongue.
After glancing at it two more times, Meng Chuan put it back in the box for safekeeping and didn’t bother with it further.
This scripture is not something he can understand.
After all, he is just the pseudo-believer with the most "Sanskrit Wisdom"...
The terms within are obscure and convoluted.
He couldn’t comprehend or understand it.
In the future, when his grasp of Buddhist doctrines improves, he hopes to study it well.
...
Early the next morning, after finishing his mind cultivation practice,
Meng Chuan got up to fetch his phone and called Chen Xuan.
The other party had just accepted his friend request a minute ago.
This indicated that Chen Xuan had just finished his cultivation and had free time, making it an appropriate time to call.
After three rings, the call connected.
[Hello, is this Chen Xuan? Hi, this is Meng Chuan.]
[Yes, my cousin mentioned you. Do you have something to discuss?]
The other party’s demeanor was indifferent, but this was within Meng Chuan’s expectations.
Senior Brother Chen Jing had informed him that his cousin, Chen Xuan, was a human iceberg, treating everyone with a lack of enthusiasm.
[Sorry to bother you, I wanted to ask about the state talent pool affairs.]
Upon hearing these five words, Chen Xuan’s interest was piqued for a rare moment:
[Have you submitted a nomination quota?]
[Yes, I was wondering how you were assessed at the time, as I haven’t heard anything, and wanted to know for peace of mind.]
[You’re Meng Chuan, right? Let me think...]
Chen Xuan fell into contemplation. It was indeed not easy for him to answer...
He had discovered a [Temple] in a Demon Nest by the East Sea.
Immediately afterward, Great Chu conducted a secret investigation into his past.
Not until the official personnel informed him that he had passed the assessment did he suddenly realize...
If Meng Chuan had encountered the temple in the Yellow Sand 011,
The matter of the temple involved high-level strategies.
The other party would undoubtedly enter the national view because of this.
In combination with the nomination quota, a covert investigation similar to his would likely arrive soon.
As for other methods, Chen Xuan hadn’t experienced them, so he didn’t know.
Meng Chuan quietly waited, and nearly a minute later, he finally heard Chen Xuan say:
[If your experiences are peculiar enough... no, shocking, shocking yourself.
The official personnel will start to observe your situation secretly until you pass... the assessment.]
"..."
It sounded a bit awkward, but Meng Chuan instantly understood.
[Recently... might what I experienced in the Demon Nest count?]
Chen Xuan felt relieved; he pondered for a long time on preventing information leakage, thankfully, the other party understood.
This Meng Chuan isn’t just skilled; he also thinks swiftly.
[Yes, is there anything else?]
[That’s all, thank you.]
The other party hung up the call, and Meng Chuan put away his phone, joy filling his heart.
What Chen Xuan referred to was undoubtedly the temple.
Firstly, it’s unclear if he stumbled upon it, and secondly, since they were speaking by phone, Chen Xuan spoke this way.
"No problem, clever as always..."
Upon pondering what the other party said, Meng Chuan further considered.
The nation’s covert observation assessment... should unfold on Lishan Mountain, right?
If someone suddenly appeared, entering his circle of life,
it would feel a bit unlike the term "covert."
"Hidden within United University... Great Chu’s special envoy?"
The first suspect in Meng Chuan’s mind was Principal Yang.
From a positional standpoint, the other party’s status seemed most fitting.
The "special envoy" might be a fabrication of his own, possibly a task delegated by the nation to United University, executed under official personnel with a neutral stance.
Or perhaps... a "special envoy" has really climbed the mountain recently?
Meng Chuan also thought of Taoist Qi...
But no matter who the assessing official is, fairness in executing the assessment standards is necessary.
Thus, he realized there was no need to care who conducts the assessment.
He simply needs to showcase a "value" that merits the country’s investment.
His national championship in the Supernova competition and his past merits in the Demon Nest battle are scoring points.
Following this, let things take their course...
...
A month later, on January 20th,
The new year, but the old weather persists.
The weather in Yong’an is becoming ever colder.
Although the town hall increased heating subsidies, for the people at the bottom,
facing extreme cold of negative thirty to forty degrees, is like a drop in the bucket.
Meng Chuan was on the phone with his family:
[Aunt, be sure to remind Uncle to wear more clothes when going out to work.]
On the other end, Xue Na, at home in the Huayun Prefecture villa, was cooking as she said:
[Okay, I will definitely remind that old guy. The New Year is approaching, when are you coming home, Chuan’er?]
Huayun Prefecture, as Yong’an City’s most high-end neighborhood,
benefits from a top-class fresh air system that regulates the indoor temperature throughout the year, unfazed by severe cold or heat.
Being able to live in such a good home, Xue Na knew, was all thanks to her child’s achievements.
Thinking back to when Meng Yongzhi persuaded her to support Meng Chuan in practicing martial arts,
Perhaps he never thought a day like this would truly come...
