Chapter 143 – Seize the Moon, New Blood Assessment

On the rapidly moving High-speed train.

Lu Yuan glanced sideways to see Lu Jing, wrapped in a small blanket, sleeping soundly. He then comfortably turned his attention back to the small box in front of him.

The box contained many items.

Most of them were cards.

Various types of bank cards.

The money on these cards ranged from tens of thousands to millions.

All were gifts from the “junior generation.”

At Lu Yuan’s apprenticeship banquet, even Liu Daoyuan gave him a present. Naturally, the True Disciples of the Crane Style couldn’t miss out on giving their “Little Senior Brother” a “congratulatory gift.”

Perhaps due to the time constraints, or maybe because they didn’t really take this “Little Senior Brother” seriously, the majority of the True Disciples gave money.

There were a few who put in more thought.

For example, Zhuang Xiujie, the Fourth Direct Disciple, gifted him a martial arts gym.

Yes, a legitimate martial arts gym.

But it wasn’t part of the Crane Style. All Crane Style properties theoretically belonged to the sect leader, Liu Daoyuan.

The True Disciples could only help manage them and take some profits, but they didn’t have the right to transfer ownership.

This martial arts gym was personally founded by Zhuang Xiujie and was named “Crane Legacy.”

It was located in Lanping, two hours by high-speed train from Jiaoyan.

Lu Yuan hadn’t visited it yet, and he didn’t actually need to manage it. Every year at the end of the year, a dividend would naturally be transferred to his personal account.

It was a solid money tree for him, a hen that laid golden eggs.

Another similar gift came from Qin Feng.

Qin Feng gave him a house and two shops, all in Jiaoyan city.

It seemed to be a thoughtful gift based on Lu Yuan’s family situation, which pleased him greatly.

He planned to check them out with Lu Jing when they returned to Jiaoyan.

Lastly, there was the gift from Zhao Qiancheng, the Second Senior Brother of the Crane Style.

——

A pair of boxing gloves.

They were entirely black with a hint of blue.

Lu Yuan didn’t know what material they were made of, but they had a layered, scale-like appearance.

He put them on.

They were quite heavy, probably weighing dozens of pounds.

Surprisingly, they fit perfectly and were very comfortable inside, dry and not sweaty.

Lu Yuan tried moving his hands and found that they didn’t hinder any finger joint movements.

Although called boxing gloves, they also functioned as finger gloves.

The fully covered fingertips had a small, sharp point, with a touch of scarlet, exuding a chilling gleam.

Zhao Qiancheng had specifically emphasized when he gave the boxing gloves to Lu Yuan that they had excellent flexibility and could even be coated with poison.

“…”

Lu Yuan tried making a fist, and immediately, the sharp tips at the fingertips of the gloves retracted, while slight sharp protrusions appeared at the knuckles.

When he opened his palm, he could clearly see the small characters “Seize the Moon” engraved in the center of the glove.

The intricate design and the various enhancements to the hands were truly astonishing.

“I wonder if I can try catching Zhou Ling’s energy cannon with these gloves,” Lu Yuan thought to himself.

Catching bullets would certainly be no problem.

If there were any issues with catching bullets, he might as well not wear them, and Zhao Qiancheng wouldn’t have given them to him.

Since Lu Jing was sleeping beside him and they were on a High-speed train, Lu Yuan didn’t dare to experiment too much.

After briefly trying them on to feel the fit, he carefully stored them away.

Aside from these, the remaining items in the box were some miscellaneous things he had gotten from Old Liu.

For instance, Bone-Tempering Pills and secret ointments specifically for the Organ Training Level.

Lu Yuan didn’t need to worry about these, as Liu Daoyuan had instructed him to visit Weishan once a month, where all the secret ointments he needed would be prepared for him.

There were also a few sets of specially made clothes.

They were similar to the ones he wore at his apprenticeship banquet, with excellent elasticity, so they wouldn’t tear even if he activated Level 3 special exertion and his body expanded.

Additionally, there were notes and a USB flash drive containing the “Ten Thousand Refined Domain Breaking Technique.” One of the USB drives had the body training techniques of the Steel Bone Sect recorded on it.

Lu Yuan hadn’t looked at them yet and planned to study them slowly when he got back.

“Sir.”

A gentle voice came to his ears.

Lu Yuan looked up to see a beautiful train attendant pushing a small cart, asking if he wanted something to drink.

Lu Jing, who was sleeping beside him, stirred a bit. Lu Yuan made a “quiet” gesture and took two bottles of water, then asked the attendant to leave.

He pulled up the blanket that had slipped off Lu Jing, unscrewed the bottle cap, and sipped slowly.

His eyes gazed out of the train window.

The high-speed train blurred the scenery along its path into streaks of indistinct lines.

Lu Yuan focused slightly, and with 18 agility points, the hurried outside world gradually slowed down and became clearer.

One by one, the electric poles alongside the tracks passed by, and Lu Yuan stared dazedly at the vast green fields in the distance.

His mind was filled with many strange thoughts.

Just over three months ago, he was an ordinary senior high school student.

Even though he had a unique professional panel, his daily concerns were about getting good grades and getting into a good university.

But now, he had transformed into a True Disciple of an ancient martial arts sect.

Fighting and competing with others, with an even broader world awaiting him in the future.

Three months ago, he was racking his brains and worrying about his family’s heavy financial burden.

Now, the items just in the box at his feet were goals that ordinary people couldn’t achieve even after a lifetime of hard work.

He had spent over ten days at Linghexuan being treated like a young master, attended by dozens of people every day.

Now, returning home, he would once again play the role of an ordinary 17-year-old senior high school student.

In a daze, Lu Yuan felt a sense of spatial shift and temporal dislocation.

An hour later, the train arrived at the station.

“In Banshan Town’s Zhuhua Village, an illegal fireworks and firecrackers explosion occurred at a pig farm. The site rescue and cleanup have been completed, confirming five deaths, with two people missing and still under further verification.”

“The 13th Jiaoyan City National Sports Games have officially begun, featuring a total of 130 sports events, with participants from all over the country…”

“…”

In the bedroom.

Lu Yuan casually flipped through the news that had occurred in Jiaoyan during his absence. Besides several familiar explosion case reports and a mention of Mosa’s “Boiling Night” martial arts tournament by the city news channel, there wasn’t much of significance.

“It seems Yellow Bear is still carrying out the operation against the Crow Deity sect. Who knows how much longer it will last.”

Lu Yuan thought to himself as he connected his Mental Power to a few crow assistants perched on an electric pole by the roadside outside the house.

During the days he was away, the crow assistants had “inquired” and found several hiding spots of the Crow Deity sect’s Divine Servants for him.

Speaking of which, the Crow Deity sect had already lost many members in Jiaoyan, yet these guys still refused to leave. It was unclear what they were after.

This situation made Lu Yuan itch for action.

After all, his strength had significantly improved now.

“Beep beep—”

At that moment, a new message popped up on his computer screen.

It was from “Quiet Bamboo Treasure.”

She had sent him a new painting—

The painting depicted a handsome and upright young man wearing a traditional satin Chinese jacket with a large “Crane” character on his back.

Lu Yuan recognized that the person in the painting was himself. He thought Xia Zhiqing had done a pretty good job and was about to compliment her as usual.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan blinked and realized something.

“Were you at the apprenticeship banquet that day too?”

He quickly typed out the message.

After a while, she replied with a simple “Mm.”

Lu Yuan then recalled that Xia Zhiqing had sent him a picture of a dress before, probably to hint that she would wear it to the apprenticeship banquet. Unfortunately, there were too many people that day, and a series of events had occurred.

He had too many things to focus on and completely overlooked this detail.

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

Because a large part of his becoming a True Disciple of the crane style sect was due to the 20 million that Xia Zhiqing’s dad had provided.

Lin Zhiqin was constantly marginalized within the crane style sect and was of no help at all.

Without that 20 million, he wouldn’t have even gotten close to the core of the crane style sect.

Speaking of Lin Zhiqin, Lu Yuan had been in contact with him over the past few days and had even sent him the video that Lu Jing had taken at the apprenticeship banquet.

Lin Zhiqin said he would give him a “congratulatory gift” when he returned, though Lu Yuan had no idea what it would be.

Sometimes, Lu Yuan felt that Lin Zhiqin’s struggles in the crane style sect might be related to his personality and way of handling things.

Coach Lin was quite “righteous,” while the crane style sect, though not exactly evil, had members like Old Liu.

Poison-Handed Crane Demon.

The disciples under him also followed his example, each with a bit of “evil” aura.

A “righteous” person like Lin Zhiqin, mingling among a group of “evil” sect members, was bound to be ostracized.

Lu Yuan was lost in thought, and by the time he came to his senses, he remembered to reply to Xia Zhiqing.

But he noticed her avatar had already dimmed.

“I’ll explain it to her in person next time,” Lu Yuan thought as he continued to deal with a pile of unread messages.

With the start of the school year approaching, people were constantly messaging him, asking to borrow his summer homework to copy.

When Lu Yuan told them he hadn’t done it either, they didn’t believe him, which was incredibly annoying.

After handling everything, Lu Yuan took out the USB flash drive that Liu Daoyuan had given him, which contained the Steel Bone Sect’s body training techniques.

He was just about to plug it into his computer to study it when suddenly, the phone on his desk rang.

“Ring ring…”

Lu Yuan glanced at it, furrowing his brows slightly.

Then he quickly walked out of his bedroom, calling out, “Lu Jing, are we out of toilet paper, or is there a cockroach in your room?”

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Lu Jing sitting on the sofa with a bag of chips, looking at him in bewilderment.

Lu Yuan was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure.

He returned to his bedroom and calmly pressed the answer button on his mobile phone, which displayed “Lu Jing” as the caller.

A familiar, slightly cold female voice soon came through the phone.

“It’s me, Gao Qing.”

“I know,” Lu Yuan responded expressionlessly. “Next time, you can just call me directly with your own number. I’ll answer.”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.

Soon, Gao Qing’s voice came through again.

“Be sure to check your express delivery in the next couple of days. I’ve sent you some materials and information related to the upcoming new blood trial assessment. Review them carefully and prepare yourself. The assessment will begin soon. Zhou Ling will come to pick you up then.”

“Beep beep beep…”

Lu Yuan put down his phone, his eyes flickering slightly.

“Yellow Bear’s new blood trial assessment.”

He had almost forgotten about it.