C18 That Kid Is an Outstanding Talent!

An experienced old man like him naturally could see the doubt in Meng Ran’s heart with just one glance.

“Have you ever thought that if there really is no martial arts in this world, where did those Wuxia worlds in movies and novels come from? Were they really fabricated by someone? Some were indeed fabricated. While others were probably true. Take, for example, Wudang Sect’s Zhang Sanfeng. That guy is likely to be God of Martial Dao! At the very least, he’s got to be a big shot in the Peak Grandmaster realm!”

Meng Ran found Old Master Mu’s words to be shocking to the core. Zhang Sanfeng existed and wasn’t just some character in a story? Furthermore, he was a God of Martial Dao? What was this?

The old man continued explaining, “Regarding the Martial Dao, our country is pretty neutral about it. They neither completely advocate nor oppose it. It’s like a double-edged sword, so it’s impossible for such a thing to really appear on TV or the newspaper.”

Meng Ran had also come to the same conclusion. Indeed, if everyone could cultivate the Inner Force Martial Cultivator, wouldn’t it be one huge stinking mess? Who’d want to clean that up?

Meng Ran did a small calculation in his head. It seemed the Inner Force Martial Cultivator corresponded to the Foundation Establishment stage! As it were, the Foundation Establishment stage was divided into three realms: Essence Congealing Period, Essence Forming Stage, and Essence Perishing Stage.

As the name indicated, the Essence Congealing Period could be used to condense ‘origin’ energy. This so-called origin energy could also be known as Divine Sense. It could be used to condense one’s soul energy to a higher level. This Divine Sense could leave one’s body or be attached to a sword or other weapons. Using such a Divine Sense weapon, one could use it to pulverize their enemies.

The Divine Sense could also be used to help cultivators investigate the area they are in. Just like how Meng Ran was standing in this room, once he cultivated his Divine Sense, he could use the Divine Sense to take a look at the room next door without even leaving his spot.

With the Essence Forming Stage, one could form the Divine Sense into all things, like the sword or dagger, and use it to attack. While an Essence Perishing Stage could compress one’s own magical strength, thereby, transforming themselves into another form and use that to attack their enemies.

If that was the case, then the corresponding Essence Congealing Period had to be in the Martial Arts Grandmaster’s realm! And an Essence Forming Stage would have to correspond with a God of Martial Dao! Of course, this was only Meng Ran’s rough estimation. As for specifics, he still had a lot to learn. He decided the only thing he could do was take this to the battlefield and learn as he fought.

Knowing that his opponent existed in this world, Meng Ran wanted to fight more than anything. He really looked forward to fighting an expert martial cultivator!

Just as Meng Ran became lost in thought, he heard the old man sigh. There seemed to be something on the old man’s mind. Meng Ran asked him, “Old mister, is something bothering you?” From Meng Ran’s perspective, the old man should be rejoicing now that he was better and should be in a good mood. What was it that was making him sigh so listlessly?

The old man smiled apologetically at Meng Ran and let out another long sigh. “Master Meng, you might not know this, but I happened to cultivate late in the game. I only started cultivating the Martial Dao at the age of forty. I’ve thrown myself into cultivating these past few decades, and the result is that I’ve reached the Great Completion of the Internal Arts, but little did I expect to be sabotaged by a traitor. If it weren’t for Master Meng, I still wouldn’t know why I had suddenly fallen ill. The covert force he left in my body has already eaten away most of my internal energy. Right now, I might only be an Inner Energy Entry. I’m afraid I won’t be good enough to fight a Martial Arts Grandmaster in my lifetime.”

Mu Qingya, who was standing at the side at the moment, ran up to comfort her grandfather. “Grandfather, smile. Your safety is the most important issue of all. Everything else falls to the wayside.”

Mu Qingya’s words were the wake-up call he needed, and he laughed. “Yes, I was originally at death’s door. Being able to get my life back is a gift from the heavens. So how can I still hope to fight a Martial Arts Grandmaster? That’s just asking for too much. You are right about that.”

Suddenly, it occurred to Meng Ran that the fine white Qi in the old man’s body had to be the old man’s internal energy. Meng Ran said in a deep, sonorous voice, “Old Sir, I’ve thought of a way to help you recover your strength and even break through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster’s realm, but…”

When they heard this, both old man and Mu Qingya were jumping for joy. The old man even put his feet on the sofa and stared straight at Meng Ran with a scorching gaze. His voice was trembling as he said, “Master Meng, is what you’re saying true?”

Meng Ran nodded his head. “But…”

The old man immediately burst out laughing heartily. He said in a bold voice, “If Master Meng faces any difficulties, then out with it! Speak your mind!

Mu Qingya also looked like she was electrified by electricity. Excitement was written all over her face. She didn’t expect that this boy whom she had met by chance could not only save her grandfather but also allow him to recover his cultivation. Does this mean that such a thing like fate really existed in this world?

Meng Ran said, “I know of a prescription. The refined pills should be able to help you recover your cultivation realm. In addition to that, it might even help you to break through. The only thing I’m worried about is getting these medicinal ingredients. Such things are scarce and hard to find.”

There was a faint light in the old man’s eyes. This matter of finding the medicinal ingredients didn’t concern him. “Master Meng can refine pills?”

Meng Ran proceeded to nod. The old man twirled his white beard as he mulled it over in his head, and he said, “Master Meng, you only need to write down the ingredients, and I’ll worry about the rest.”

Meng Ran wrote down the name of the herbs on a piece of paper. A total of seven or eight types of herbs were on the list. Meng Ran was worried that Earth’s natural environment might not allow these herbs to flourish.

After he was done chatting with the old man, Meng Ran left. After all, he still had class tomorrow and needed to get ready.

Meng Ran turned down Mu Qingya’s offer to drive him back personally. Besides, the old man had just recovered his health after being seriously ill and needed someone there to take care of him. Mu Qingya thought it was a good idea that she stayed behind, too, and arranged for a car to take Meng Ran back.

After sending Meng Ran off, Mu Qingya, who was walking back to the sanatorium, saw her grandfather suddenly rushing over. “What happened, grandfather?”

The old man said with some regret in his voice, “Sigh, we chatted so happily, I forgot to properly thank Master Meng for helping me today!”

Mu Qingya had a sweet smile on her face. “I’ve already thanked him.”

The old man shook his head, and his next words were very solemn. “I’m not only talking about saying thanks verbally, but there’s also something else on my mind. This kid has actually reached the Martial Arts Master stage at such a young age, and he has even mastered pill refinement. He’s a rare talent that you’d almost hardly ever come across. We, the Mu family, must do everything we can to win him over!”

The old man slightly lifted his head as his gaze seemed to pass right through Xiufeng Mountain. It was as if he was looking directly at the young man’s figure. He enunciated proudly:

“That kid is truly an outstanding talent!”