Chapter 362: Blocking His Immortal Path is Like Blocking My Own
That night.
As Zhang Yu channeled Magic Power into Le Mulan, the promotional video he’d seen earlier flashed through his mind, filling him with restlessness.
Le Mulan, cradled in his arms, felt increasingly hot to the touch.
Zhang Yu couldn’t help but think, “Should I go to the bathroom?”
Fu Ji retorted, “Is that really what you want? Remember your goal — to join the Ten Great Sects! You can’t afford distractions that will compromise your performance.”
Le Mulan shifted uncomfortably from the heat, murmuring softly, “Zhang Yu, you’re getting a little too hot down there.”
Just as Zhang Yu’s breathing grew heavier, Bai Zhenzhen’s communicator lit up again, like a bucket of cold water dousing his rising passion. He managed to suppress his impulses for the moment.
Activating the communication, Bai Zhenzhen scanned the scene before speaking sternly, “You’re selling Magic Power to Le Mulan?”
Unable to explain the Feather Book and Dao Seed, Zhang Yu could only nod in tacit admission.
Bai Zhenzhen frowned. “You know you’re putting yourself in serious danger right now, don’t you?”
“What about your own situation? Don’t you realize how fragile you are right now?”
“Can you even handle this? Just sitting there, holding Le Mulan and selling your Magic Power?”
Bai Zhenzhen said, her voice filled with pain and frustration, “You’re not holding Le Mulan — you’re clinging to a one-way ticket to plummeting grades.”
“If you lose control and backfire, all your days of cultivation will have been for nothing!”
“Don’t sacrifice your future for a little money. Don’t lose sight of the bigger picture.”
“Remember our promise to compete together in the Ten Greats League?”
Zhang Yu nodded. “Don’t worry, A-Zhen. I still have things under control. I can manage.”
Bai Zhenzhen replied, “Then from now on, record complete videos of every transaction with Le Mulan and send them to me.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, this is just a precaution. It’ll serve as a reminder for you, like adding an extra lock for safety.”
Zhang Yu felt reluctant, but he knew Bai Zhenzhen meant well. He thought about his demanding university coursework and his lofty ambitions…
“An extra layer of insurance wouldn’t hurt.”
“Alright, A-Zhen, I promise.”
After ending the call, Le Mulan asked, “Was that Bai Zhenzhen?”
Seeing Zhang Yu nod, Le Mulan wasn’t surprised. She’d noticed him frequently taking Bai Zhenzhen’s calls at all hours lately.
But at that moment, Le Mulan finally voiced a question that had been weighing on her mind for a long time.
“Zhang Yu, do you want to have children?”
“Hiss…” Zhang Yu gasped, feeling as if he’d been reduced to his last shred of health.
He glared at Le Mulan, annoyed, and snapped, “What nonsense are you spouting?”
Le Mulan replied, “The company wants to buy your reproductive rights…”
Zhang Yu rejected the offer without hesitation. “No sale.”
“And remember this,” he added sternly, “from now on, at times like these… don’t just blurt things out.”
Time continued to flow relentlessly through Zhang Yu’s struggles and torment. Another month passed in the blink of an eye, bringing them to the end of October.
Zhang Yu had mastered four cultivation arts of his Martial Dao Sacred Body. His savings, bolstered by multiple salary increases, finally exceeded 9 Spirit Coins. Adding the 5 Spirit Coins his Elder Sister repaid that month, his total reached 14 Spirit Coins.
Inside the simulated construction site, Yu Xinghan was massaging Che Yufei, channeling potent Dao energy through his Bionic fingertips deep into Che Yufei’s body.
Che Yufei’s brow relaxed as he asked, “Are you really offering a discount?”
Yu Xinghan replied, “Of course, teammates get discounts! If you like my massage, Senior, please recommend me to your classmates. Add me as a friend, and I’ll give you a referral bonus for every successful referral.”
“By the way, does Senior Sister Shi Huaiyu ever get massages? I can tell at a glance that her body is damp and cold — she really needs one!”
As he spoke, Yu Xinghan continued to observe the battle between Shi Huaiyu and Zhang Yu through his Third Eye Mystic Power, constantly analyzing their techniques.
Shi Huaiyu’s every move stirred up massive amounts of sand and gravel, which crashed down on Zhang Yu like an overwhelming tidal wave.
“Zhang Yu, in the upcoming matches, we’re likely to face opponents who have consistently ranked first in their classes for three consecutive years. They’ve mastered three of the Seven Absolutes of Civil Engineering and can execute the Minor Threefold Combination.”
As wave after wave of sand and gravel crashed down like a tsunami, threatening to engulf him completely, Zhang Yu repeatedly reinforced the onslaught with the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal, then blasted it apart with the explosive force of the Heaven-Turning Seal.
Meanwhile, his mind flashed back to Ma Xuan, who had also mastered the Minor Threefold Combination.
It was from Ma Xuan’s attacks that Zhang Yu had first witnessed the power of this technique.
The Minor Threefold Combination, formed by mastering the first three of the Seven Absolutes of Civil Engineering, allows one to wield earth energy, manipulating the ground beneath their feet with an invisible force field that controls the vast majority of metals and minerals.
Shi Huaiyu continued, “Your body is remarkably resilient, and your defenses are formidable. Once they realize this, they won’t try to defeat you outright but will aim to trap you.”
“That’s where the Minor Threefold Combination becomes even more crucial.”
“You need to learn how to defend against the Minor Threefold Combination for long periods.”
Zhang Yu stomped his feet, channeling a surge of Profound Yellow Qi into the ground. The rising sand and gravel immediately grew heavier, temporarily suppressed.
He shouted, “Are you broke, you paupers? Can’t even put any strength into your attacks!”
Just then, the swirling sand and dust abruptly dispersed. Shi Huaiyu clutched her lower back, her brows furrowed in pain.
“Senior Sister…” Zhang Yu exclaimed, surprised.
Shi Huaiyu shook her head. “This has nothing to do with you. If I can’t withstand your taunts during training, how will I cope during the competition?”
“It’s just my kidney acting up again. I thought I briefly saw a family of three flash before my eyes.”
“No worries. I’ll browse some ads and earn some coupons to calm myself down. You guys continue training.”
Zhang Yu thought to himself, “My Senior Sister was consistently ranked first in her class for years. How can she be so poor?”
Shi Huaiyu: “Failed stock trader, declared bankruptcy last year. Now not only is her Bionic second-hand, but even her right kidney is a Ghost Kidney imbued with residual consciousness.”
Che Yufei: “Hanging by a thread, a poor wretch racing against death every day. He might just drop dead on a construction site someday.”
Shi Yunxiang: “Hah… a monsterfolk.”
Tian Yang: “A mediocre talent with unremarkable grades across the board.”
Xiao Qingxuan: “The one to watch in this team.”
Ji Yuanshu studied the profiles of each member of Zhang Yu’s competition team, thinking, “Apart from Xiao Qingxuan, what a bunch of useless trash!”
“Zhang Yu, is this the best competition team you could assemble?”
Ji Yuanshu shook his head, his earlier apprehension completely gone.
“From now on, I just need to focus on myself and ensure our team secures a top spot.”
In Ji Yuanshu’s mind, no matter what happened, his team would undoubtedly outrank Zhang Yu’s.
Outside Zhang Yu’s dormitory.
Li Xiao looked at Xuan Ge, nodding familiarly. “Here again?”
Although they weren’t exactly friends, their frequent encounters at Zhang Yu’s door had forged a casual acquaintance.
“This kid… he’s trying to weasel his way into Zhang Yu’s circle, isn’t he?” Li Xiao thought.
“This guy… he wants to cultivate with Zhang Yu and the others too? I’ve seen him around since last year. What a persistent pest,” Xuan Ge mused.
A moment later, the door opened, and Le Mulan emerged. Zhang Yu’s voice called out from inside, “Xuan Ge, come in.”
Xuan Ge smirked triumphantly, glancing at Li Xiao. “I’m already one step ahead of you. You can keep waiting outside.”
Watching the door close behind him, Xuan Ge felt a pang of recognition — it was like seeing his own past self.
Li Xiao’s heart sank. “Why does it feel like this kid is even closer to Zhang Yu than I am?”
Recalling how he hadn’t been able to sit next to Zhang Yu in class lately and how his application to the competition team had been rejected, Li Xiao felt the distance between him and Zhang Yu growing ever wider.
Meanwhile, inside the dormitory, Zhang Yu sent the video he had just recorded with Le Mulan to Bai Zhenzhen.
Heavenly Sword University.
Bai Zhenzhen quickly scanned the video Zhang Yu had sent, a puzzled expression forming on her face.
“Why does it feel like Zhang Yu is both in pain and incredibly happy at the same time?”
Just then, the Divine Monarch Seven Emotions’ voice echoed in Bai Zhenzhen’s mind: “That’s lust. If you want to understand it, you could undergo a restoration surgery and experience it for yourself.”
Bai Zhenzhen instantly rejected the suggestion. “Who would want to experience that? It’s useless for cultivation and a waste of time.”
The Divine Monarch Seven Emotions countered, “Lust is an integral part of the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao. How could it be useless?”
“Every emotion can be transformed into sustenance for the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao.”
“For example, when you heard their conversation about having children, didn’t you feel any emotional stirrings?”
Bai Zhenzhen frowned slightly. “At first, I was indeed a little surprised.”
“But from the rest of the content, they were just discussing selling reproduction rights. When it comes to selling seeds, every detail needs to be clarified. Zhang Yu and Le Mulan’s discussion was perfectly reasonable. What’s the problem?”
The Divine Monarch Seven Emotions pressed further, “Considering Zhang Yu’s interest in biological women, don’t you think he’ll eventually start a family and even have children?”
“He’ll have a real family.”
“You won’t be the closest person to him anymore.”
“Your bond will gradually fade…”
Upon hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen chuckled. “How could that be? Zhang Yu is currently at a critical juncture in his Immortal Dao cultivation. There’s no way he’d get distracted by such matters.”
“Building a family and having children is something one should only consider when they’ve reached a bottleneck on their immortal path, with no hope of further progress.”
“Besides, we’ve already agreed to participate in the Ten Greats League together. He would never squander his Immortal Dao Potential on something so trivial.”
Divine Monarch Seven Emotions asked, “But what if that’s what he truly wants?”
Without hesitation, Bai Zhenzhen replied, “He’s my best brother, and I’m like his second mother. Hindering his immortal path is like hindering my own.”
“Of course I’ll stop him from making such a foolish choice.”
“If necessary, I’ll personally perform a vasectomy on him.”
“Honestly, I’ve long wanted to sever that root of misfortune with my sword.”
“Though he might resist now, he’s just being controlled by his hormones. I believe once he returns to normal, he’ll understand my good intentions.”
After a moment of silence, Divine Monarch Seven Emotions sighed. “You young people these days… your ideas are so different from the past. But I suppose that’s a good thing.”
Bai Zhenzhen stood up. “Alright, I should get back to my cultivation.”
“The Flying Sword Tournament is just around the corner.”
Time flew by. As Bai Zhenzhen continued her cultivation, most of November passed in the blink of an eye, and she soon embarked on her journey to Myriad Laws University.