Chapter 1170: Chapter 169 Meng Jingzhou: Which Great Power could this Sect Leader of the Tiger Roar Sect be?

"Ever since I arrived in the Extreme Northern Lands, I’ve been hiding my Cultivation Level and identity, teaching Fist at a Martial Arts Hall, living in a precise routine from sunrise to sunset."

Meng Jingzhou felt a surge of joy hearing Old Lu say this, indicating it was safe here, "So, since you came to the Extreme Northern Lands, you haven’t engaged in any combat?"

"Ah, I can’t say that I haven’t fought at all; there was one fight."

"One fight is still okay. Who was your opponent?"

"Four Great Demon Kings and countless Demon Beasts forming a beast tide."

"...Are you sure you came to the Extreme Northern Lands to retreat from worldly life?"

"That’s not important, let’s go, let me take you to our Martial Arts Hall. Encountering the Great Demon King and the beast tide was an accident; the Martial Arts Hall is where I truly retreat from worldly life."

"I heard you were at the Martial Arts Hall." Meng Jingzhou stated, citing Elder Brother Dai had said Old Lu had conveyed messages about dying, stating he was at the Martial Arts Hall in Muxue City of the Extreme Northern Lands.

"Our Martial Arts Hall is called Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall, a part of the Tiger Roar Sect."

Lu Yang led Meng Jingzhou to the Martial Arts Hall where the guard, Little Huo, was diligently guarding the gate, not letting outsiders enter.

"Old Meng, let me introduce you, this is our Martial Arts Hall’s guard, Little Huo."

Last night, Huo Huashen had arranged the defensive layout of Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall overnight, exerting considerable effort, now looking somewhat listless.

Hearing Lu Yang shout "Old Meng," he immediately perked up.

The only person Lu Yang would call Old Meng was none other than the eldest son of the Meng Family, Meng Jingzhou!

At this moment, Meng Jingzhou’s Realm showed fluctuations to the Body Integration Realm, seeing through Huo Huashen’s Cultivation Level with some astonishment.

A guard at the Divinity Transformation Stage?

Upon pushing the door, a Ten-thousand-year-old Coiled Dragon Wood?

"This is Snow Daoist from Xue Shilou."

"Snow Daoist, this is Meng Jingzhou, you should have heard of him."

Xue Shilou was slightly stunned, then gave a serious bow, "I have seen Fellow Daoist Meng."

Meng Jingzhou returned the bow, increasingly astonished, a teacher at the Peak of Divinity Transformation?

A small Martial Arts Hall hides dragons and crouching tigers, then who might the Sect Leader of Tiger Roar Sect, such a Great Power, be?

"This is Murong You, the Sect Leader of Tiger Roar Sect."

Meng Jingzhou stared at Murong You for a long time, stunned, at the Golden Core Stage?

"Is your Cultivation Level correct?"

Murong You oh-ed, stood up revealing a smile full of interest, pacing around Meng Jingzhou, sizing him up.

"Little Lu, your friend is quite remarkable, being able to tell that I’ve hidden my Cultivation Level."

Murong You stood still in front of them, his expression calm but with a hint of pride: "Indeed, although I’ve always told others that I’m at Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, in reality, I had cultivated to the Golden Core Early Stage long ago."

"I didn’t expect that you could sense even this bit of Golden Core energy I leaked!"

Both Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou showed astonished expressions simultaneously, greatly pleasing Murong You.

"Little Meng, I see you’re also at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage. How about becoming a teacher here for a while?" Before Lu Yang brought it up, Murong You voluntarily mentioned it.

Murong You, sharp and experienced, could guess quite a lot without explicit explanations, presumably, Little Meng and Snow Daoist were here accompanying memory-impaired Little Lu to slowly recover his memories.

"Ah? Me, a teacher?"

Lu Yang directly responded for Meng Jingzhou: "Murong You has great insight; I was just about to bring it up. The students are improving quickly in their Fist, and it’s difficult for me to teach them all by myself, Old Meng helping me would relieve some of the pressure."

"My brother’s Fist technique is quite remarkable; ever since he started, he has never met his match."

"Very good. In that case, Instructor Meng, you will receive the same monthly payment as Instructor Xue, which is five spirit stones per month."

"...Okay."

After Lu Yang and another left, a glint of intelligence flashed in Murong You’s eyes.

"Little Lu said he had profound fortune, and it seems to be true. In less than two months of being here, the martial arts hall has gained three Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators and a third-level Qi Refinement doorman, and even the doors have been replaced."

Meng Jingzhou considered, feeling that five spirit stones a month was quite good. Previously, he had earned money by selling blood, which was somewhat shameful to mention, but this time was different. He was earning money through his skills.

"Old Meng, I need to discuss something with you."

"What is it?"

"I have a student who performs well academically, but he suffers from a cold body. Could you give him a drop of your blood to help warm him up and dispel the cold?"

"..."

So the young master needs to sell his blood for a monthly allowance of five spirit stones?

While they were talking in the courtyard, a snowy-white figure leapt over the wall, shaking its head and its mane flickering.

"Elder Brother Ma!"

Old Ma was pure white, blending into the snowy landscape, and glanced at Lu Yang and the other with pride, but said nothing.

At this moment, loud voices came from outside the wall, followed by Huo Huashen rushing over.

"Two teachers, I heard a horse jumped into our martial arts hall?" Huo Huashen had heard it from the guards patrolling the perimeter and rushed over to check.

It was reported that the white horse was agile, and twenty Nascent Soul Stage cultivators couldn’t stop it from jumping the wall.

"It’s nothing; the horse came here with Old Meng and will be staying at the martial arts hall for a while."

Huo Huashen looked around the courtyard and volunteered, "I see our martial arts hall has no stable. Should I build one? Don’t worry, teachers, it’ll be very comfortable!"

"That would be troublesome."

"No trouble at all, it’s my duty."

After Lu Yang and another left, Huo Huashen whistled, and a group of people in black carrying bricks and wood climbed over the wall, shouting ’Boss’.

"You all know what to do?"

"Yes, build the best stable in the shortest time!"

"Right, remember, don’t get caught!"

"Yes!"

Old Ma scraped the frozen ground with its hooves, revealing the ice-crystal-covered wild grass, took a bite, and shook its tail.

The grass from the Extreme Northern Lands really did taste different.

When class began, Lu Yang introduced Master Meng, the boxing master. During the break, Meng Jingzhou pulled Lu Yang aside.

"Are you saying that this Gong Che person has a cold qi in his body and needs my blood to remove it?"

"Right, any problem?"

"Damn it, although the kid had a cold qi before, now he practices Tiger Roar Fist every day, and the cold qi is almost gone. In a few more days, it’ll be completely expelled!"

"It’s just removing it one day earlier."

"And what’s with these students of yours? One has a hint of flood dragon blood awakening in his human bloodline, another is outright a cultivator, and another has scary high spiritual power and always talks to himself."

"You don’t get it. Though we often say the ’general public,’ meaning that ordinary people are very ordinary, in reality, how can people be exactly the same? These students are just ordinary people with some quirks; don’t overthink it."

Meng Jingzhou was momentarily dazed, feeling there was some truth in Old Lu’s words: "Are these your insights from transcending the mundane world?"

"That’s just a line I made up on the spot to fool you."