With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 84: The Assessment Begins, Facing the Celestial Demon Directly

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: The Assessment Begins, Facing the Celestial Demon Directly

Time flies, and a week has quickly passed.

Outside the city, the Level Four Demon Nest remains under lockdown, military vehicles densely pass by.

On the other side, the hunt for Fang Jianxing continues within the city.

Meanwhile, the police department seizes this opportunity to conduct a series of special operations against followers of the Demon Path, catching numerous stragglers.

Every day for Meng Chuan is quite fulfilling; he practices breathing exercises in the morning and diligently studies at school in the afternoon. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

Occasionally, on weekends, he goes to the martial arts school to measure Qi Blood and teach a few moves to the students.

"Haven’t seen the Hu brothers for several days now, heard they recently took leave, saying they’re undergoing special training at the martial arts school."

"Is that so, Teacher Chen? Their master indeed has quite the presence, worthy of being a Limit-Breaking Level Martial Arts Family grandmaster; standing there with an immortal aura."

Chatting idly with Teacher Chen Tie, Meng Chuan’s mind wanders to the student named Wang Xudong, inwardly lamenting with a sense of pity.

"Stop talking about that, I feel your hard skills talent is quite good too. After just a few days of practice, you’ve made great progress. Are you a prodigy?"

Chen Tie says, puzzlingly, as he applies ointment to Meng Chuan’s back.

Meng Chuan enjoys the sore sensation after being massaged, then adjusts his breathing rhythm; after a week of rigorous armor-training exercises, his lower dantian breathing becomes increasingly smooth.

At school, after his session with Teacher Chen Tie, Meng Chuan applies ointment while his phone pings with a message notification.

[Examinee with ID ending 8085, please report to the comprehensive building of the New City Police Department for the exam at 3 PM today]

The Martial Arts Association had notified him in advance for the assessment, today serves as a reminder for Meng Chuan to be punctual to avoid wasting manpower and resources.

Once the medicinal effects of the ointment are absorbed fully by his body, Meng Chuan stretches his limbs briefly, feeling his body growing stronger.

He’s already arranged for afternoon off, and with some spare time, Meng Chuan practices punches against a wooden post.

"Heading to take the Armor Holding Certificate exam this afternoon, the final segment is combat; I’ll accumulate some combat feel now."

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PM.

New City Police Department Comprehensive Building.

Meng Chuan jumps off the tram and rushes to the entrance.

"Phew, almost late."

He approaches the security gate, opens his phone displaying the appointment message, handing it to the security guard who, glancing at it, lets him through.

After Meng Chuan leaves, the guard mutters admiringly:

"So young and possessing a Silver Medal, the youth is truly formidable."

"Wonder if he can pass the Armor Holding Certificate exam."

Though the assessment level requires Intermediate Martial Artists, the final combat test typically involves high-level Martial Artists and Martial Arts families.

Because the last segment of the combat test involves facing a Celestial Demon!

Inside the building, Meng Chuan proceeds to the registration desk, leaving his information; the staff look puzzled.

"Are you really 16 years old?"

"Turning 17 soon, can’t minors take the exam?"

The staff ominously warns:

"Yes... but you must be very careful; the last segment involves a Celestial Demon."

After confirming the information accuracy, the staff direct Meng Chuan:

"Proceed to Room 202 to the left on the second floor for the psyche test; after passing the test, go for the combat examination, this way upstairs."

Regarding the psyche test, Meng Chuan had researched online beforehand.

Every exam pulls questions randomly from a test bank compiled by psychology experts.

Through these questions, they assess candidates’ moral level and ensure the psychological health of Armor holders.

Meng Chuan sits at the exam table, connects to the heart rate monitor, and starts answering questions.

The instrument can accurately judge if the examinee is answering truthfully.

There are only fifty questions; Meng Chuan answers quickly, following his heart, then stands to leave and wait for the results.

Ten minutes later, the results are out; psyche test passed.

Meng Chuan breathes a sigh of relief; despite feeling confident, exams inevitably cause a bit of nervousness.

"Examinee, please wait a moment, we’re re-checking the combat arena."

A few minutes later.

An energetic female officer, wearing a dark blue uniform, comes out to guide Meng Chuan.

"Examinee, please follow me."

The lady officer leads Meng Chuan to the basement, explaining as they walk.

"There will be a simulated micro Demon Nest below, with genuine Celestial Demons inside; if you pass through wearing our provided protective suit, the exam is successful."

Meng Chuan nods, indicating understanding.

After wearing the protective suit, he arrives at a spacious simulation area, pushes the door open, and stands ready.

The interior space is engulfed in darkness, seemingly imbued with a horror movie atmosphere.

However, the overhead broadcast breaks the mood.

"Examinee Meng Chuan, are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Exam starting now, the examinee may explore freely; the exit is hidden somewhere in the simulated Demon Nest, reach it and your exam is considered passed."

"Kind reminder, there might be ’surprises’ in certain areas; the protective suit’s defense can last only five minutes, encountering a surprise without finding the exit after five minutes results in failure."

"Understood."

Facing the pitch-black surroundings, it’s impossible not to be anxious; humans naturally fear dark environments.

But it’s just a minor physiological trait, Meng Chuan is not afraid.

He carefully explores inward, initially not using the provided flashlight, instead feeling around the objects nearby.

The tactile sensation in his hand seems damp, accompanied by a faint putrid smell, resembling a Demon Nest indeed.

Meng Chuan reaches the center of the room, turns on the flashlight, sweeping around the walls.

"Feels like the haunted houses I visited in past lives..."

Finding the door, Meng Chuan gently pushes it and moves into the next scene.

Another enclosed room; before he could discern the layout, his flashlight suddenly dims.

Meng Chuan attempts to flick the switch several times, with no response from the flashlight.

"Battery drained or malfunctioning?"

He doubts the exam equipment’s quality would be this poor.

Suddenly, Meng Chuan feels an eerie chill within; his Eight Extremes sense warns him.

"The flashlight malfunctioned due to Celestial Demon Force Field coverage!"

Meng Chuan shocks, immediately rotates and punches hard driven by Power, aiming behind him!

The air vibrates with the punch yet hits nothing.

"Nothing there?"

Suddenly!

Meng Chuan feels his head spinning, slightly dazed.

This familiar sensation.

Tong Family Lane, void-type Celestial Demon!

Grating whispers squeal near his ear.

Above!

Meng Chuan realizes swiftly; he bursts out with Limit-Breaking Level Inch Step, flickering aside to dodge the corrosion.

His body instinctively trembles slightly, as familiar chilling sensations gradually numb his limbs, attempting once more to seize control.

At this critical moment, Meng Chuan follows correct procedures to activate the protective suit’s defense feature.

The nanofiber within the protective suit functions actively, repelling Celestial Demon’s corroding energy through its entangling characteristics.

Meng Chuan moves his limbs quickly, marveling at the protective suit’s wonder.

"Only five minutes; must hurry to find the exit."

Two icy and greasy hands grab his shoulders; he senses the corrosion worsening.

Once five minutes pass, complete corrosion may cause exam failure; he must quickly find the exit.

Meng Chuan attempts counterattacks initially; lacking Martial Arts Will and True Qi, his punches sweep through white shadows, striking the air, leaving a hint of frustration.

"Need to become a Martial Arts Family quickly."

Experiencing the helpless feeling against a visible Celestial Demon is something he never wishes to encounter again.

Time ticks away second by second; Meng Chuan storms through the room akin to a heavy tank.

Two or three minutes later, despite the chilling sensations on his neck, he punches through the desk, reaching for the door handle ahead.

Twisting it firmly, he dashes out instantly.

The overhead mechanical broadcast voice echoes.

[Congratulations to the examinee for passing the assessment.]

As he exits the room, the Celestial Demon gets confined by some unknown force, unable to escape; the chill on him dissipates gradually.

A tiny door seemingly separates two worlds.

Removing the protective suit and placing it in the designated area, just before leaving, the broadcast sends crackling noises overhead.

Moments later, a deep male voice announces via broadcast.

[Examinee Meng Chuan, please settle the venue damage fee in the miscellaneous room before collecting your certificate.]

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