Chapter 819: A Different Heart and a Different Path

Within half an hour of Chen Chuan's arrival, some guests on vacation on Gaoshi Island received news that a fighter would be staying on the island.

Those who can come here are all people of status and identity. Although they are curious about the fighters so close to them, they will not be so tactless as to disturb them.

But fighters represent real power and naturally possess a certain status. You can't ignore it, so you still have to show the proper etiquette. The guests on vacation on the island will hold imported dances and traditional banquets every few days, so an invitation was also sent to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan had no interest in this. The gradual growth of his self-strength was enough for him to become obsessed with it. He might participate in these things during his rest time, but they would never occupy his main time.

Although he was only practicing one of the Great Bright Light Styles now, as he practiced more deeply, he found that even practicing just this one style could bring him a steady and slow improvement, and there was no end in sight for the time being.

It is no wonder that some fighters in the sect often only specialize in one or two styles, whether it is the Great Bright Light Style or the Great Blue Sky Style, while the others are only used as auxiliary, because these alone are enough to go deep into and tap into their potential and strengths.

When Mr. Zhuan taught him these, he didn't want him to learn them all, but to enable him to choose the one or several moves that suit him best and focus on practicing them.

But Chen Chuan knew that he was different from them. His unprecedented foundation in breaking limits gave him enough confidence, and he really had the possibility to complete these two sets of postures completely.

But on the other hand, more resources will be needed here. Just to complete the practice of one of the Great Bright Light Styles will require a lot of investment, and if you want to complete all the styles, it seems almost impossible at the moment. However, these can be put aside for now. Complete what you can do now, and think of ways to deal with the others as your strength gradually increases.

Because he was immersed in his cultivation, he did not respond to the invitation from outside, but even when he was away, the topic about him on the island never stopped. After all, a mysterious and powerful fighter, who was right next to them, was something that the guests could not ignore during the gathering.

A few days later, another imported dance party was held on the island, and Chu An went on stage to dance. Although he didn't like it very much, it was a necessary social activity in his circle. Moreover, as a fighter, his strong physical fitness allowed him to perform the most complicated movements while being distracted, so it was not difficult to deal with it.

After the dance, people gathered in groups of three or four to chat, and unknowingly brought up the topic of worshiping gods, which involved a lot of religious knowledge from the old times.

Chu An had only heard about it at first, but later he had unknowingly joined in. He had rarely come into contact with these things before, but for some reason it seemed to stick in his mind. Did his teacher tell him about it? Or maybe he had seen it before?

What he said was much more vivid and detailed than what he had heard from others. He described in great detail some of the bloody killings in the old times and the steps of various rituals.

This really attracted a large number of people, not only some young people who like to explore the unknown, but also some wealthy people and politicians who were present and listening from a distance.

In this day and age, because the great religions of the old era were so deeply bound to the old imperial family, they have also declined along with the collapse of the old dynasties in various countries around the world, leaving only many achievements to be taken over by various countries.

However, mysticism is still prevalent around the world, especially the existence of various anomalies, urban legends, and esoteric rituals that cannot be ignored.

Today, there are esoteric organizations of varying sizes all over the world. Some upper-class people are participants and promoters themselves. There are also many people in governments of various countries who are believers of small religions or even cults.

However, in the East Continent, the Dashun government cracked down on this severely. But being overseas and on an isolated island, listening to the strange stories of these esoteric rituals brought people a different kind of excitement, and many people came closer to listen.

The more Chu An spoke, the more excited he became, as if there was a force pushing him forward. As a fighter, he had actually sensed that something was wrong, but as he spoke, he felt very refreshed both physically and mentally. The alienated organization was also excited, which made him unable to stop at all, and he didn't want to stop.

Just as he was speaking more deeply, suddenly, the old man came closer and put his hand on his shoulder. He shuddered and came out of that state.

He said nervously, "Teacher?"

The old man also felt that his disciple was a little different from usual. He thought that Chu An wanted to build good relationships with the people around him. This was actually a very worthwhile thing to do. If there was no real matter, he didn't want to interrupt casually.

He said, "Follow me."

Chu An apologized to the people around him, exchanged contact information with a few people, and then followed the old man out. After he got outside, he was more clear-headed and asked, "Teacher, where are we going?"

The old man said, "I'll take you to see someone today." He looked at Chu An, "If everything goes well, he can accept you into the Fusion Sect."

"Fusion?"

Chu An was a little surprised. His teacher was from the Jingxiu School, and he also registered his name there. He originally thought that he would officially join the school later, but now he was asked to join the Fusion School?

"Because one of your brothers and sisters will definitely join the Jingxiu faction. Family resources, both within the faction and at the company, will tend to favor them. If you join them, you will gain very little and won't get a chance to stand out."

The old man said in a deep voice, "But if you join the Fusion Faction and take a different path from them, you will have a chance to gain momentum. Because even for the sake of diversifying investments, the family will give you a certain amount of support instead of treating you as a backup.

There's another place that suits you, and that's the secret teachings of the Fusion School, which can make up for your original shortcomings to a great extent. Maybe then you can find a way through a path that was previously blocked."

Chu An was actually a little resistant, because those who could enter the Jingxiu Sect were naturally proved to be elites, and if he did not join because of his background, it would mean that he was eliminated. He didn't want this, but there was a voice in his heart telling him to take this path. This path was better for him. Only strength is real, regardless of the path, so he suddenly felt relieved.

The old man wanted to comfort him, but seeing that he had no objection, he said nothing more and took him to a villa. After a quick inspection by the guard at the door, he entered the living room, where sat a man wearing an imported suit and a ghost mask.

After the two came in, the old man called him "Mr. Feng".

Mr. Feng asked the two to sit down, looked at the old man and said, "Since you, Brother Zhan, brought us here, we don't need to go through any tests or anything like that. But if you want to join the Fusion Faction, you need to pass a simple test."

He put his hand to the lamp on the side, and a centipede-shaped insect crawled out from under the lampshade. It was long, black and slender, and its whisker-like legs crawled onto the back of his hand.

He said to Chu An, "Stretch out your hand."

Chu An stretched out his hand, and saw the other party shaking his hand. The insect naturally crawled onto his hand, and the other party said, "Eat it."

"Eat it?"

Chu An was stunned. He felt the twisting limbs in his hands and the tingling sensation on his skin, and felt a little nauseous.

Mr. Feng didn't repeat himself, but just sat there looking at him.

He looked at the old man again, but the latter also remained silent and did not give him any hints.

Chu An's expression was a little unnatural. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still had some patience. And for some reason, he clearly hated the bug, but he smelled a sweet taste from it, so he brought it to his mouth.

At first he was still thinking about how to eat it, but the insect crawled into his mouth very quickly. He could feel the tentacles crawling over his teeth, piercing his tongue, and then crawling down his throat and esophagus quickly and entering his stomach.

He couldn't help but frown slightly.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Feng saw that he had no reaction, so he said, "This disciple of yours has a high endurance."

The old man said, "Isn't it good to be patient?"

"No, a high tolerance means he can accommodate higher-level fusions."

Mr. Feng turned to look at Chu An, "We in the Fusion Sect are not afraid of you having any congenital defects. In our view, there has never been a creature or existence that is born without defects. This is true for us, and it is also true for those on the other side of the world.

But it doesn’t matter. We can make up for our shortcomings through acquired compensation and integration, and thus achieve perfection. This is exactly what we, the fusionists, are pursuing.

It's actually a little late for you to join now, but it doesn't matter. Our Fusion School has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, with different factions all over the world. As for our Fusion path, as long as you have enough tolerance, we can carefully plan a Fusion path that suits you. If you can succeed at every step, you may be able to break through to a higher level."

Chu An hesitated for a moment, then stood up, bowed to him and said, "Please give me some advice, Teacher Feng."

Mr. Feng said, "We don't have teachers in our school. Only the elders guide and teach the younger ones. I can introduce you to the school and teach you the secrets and knowledge within it."

The old man said at the right moment: "We will provide Mr. Feng and your sect with some financial support for this."

Mr. Feng quickly took out a name card and handed it to him. "This is my account at Wansheng Bank. Just remember to transfer the money to it."

The old man took it and said, "It will be done tomorrow at the latest."

Mr. Feng was clearly in a good mood; he liked people who were quick and efficient. He said, "I have the materials your disciple needs for fusion. I'll be stationed on the island for a month, during which time I'll train him well." Then, as if remembering something, he added, "A martial artist recently arrived on the island. Did you know about this?"

The old man said, “I know.”

"That's good. I received news that this person might be a fighter from the Pure Faction, so you'd better stay away from him."

Chu An's heart tightened, and he asked, "Are the Pure Faction and the Fusion Faction enemies?"

Mr. Feng said, "We're not enemies, but our philosophies are at odds, so conflicts are inevitable. If you provoke him, no one in the faction will stand up for you. Of course, he won't come after you without a reason, because most people aren't qualified."

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(End of this chapter)