So, with a simple explanation, they walked to the first floor, and Meng Chuan turned around, saying:
"From nurturing the True Martial Will to advancing through practical combat, this whole learning plan only requires... five cubic meters of Dragon Fall Fiend."
Dragon Fall Fiend is a specialty of Wudang, and Meng Chuan didn't make things difficult for Wang Chongyi since he was a local.
As for anything better, the other party likely couldn't afford it or didn't want to.
After all, the child's competition prize exchange opportunities were quite limited...
"Wait, True Martial? What True Martial?"
Wang Chongyi was very sensitive.
As a devout believer of the True Martial Emperor and a determined provider of incense and fortune.
At this moment, "True Martial" was so unfamiliar to him concerning what Meng Chuan had mentioned.
"This True Martial is not that True Martial." Meng Chuan shook his head and said:
