Chapter 392: The End
Spirit Realm Space.
Watching Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan swiftly suppress Su Yanyang, many teachers from the Civil Engineering Department wore expressions of astonishment. This outcome was beyond their wildest expectations.
Tu Lishan thought, “Zhang Yu’s Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal has reached this level in just three months?”
Lang Yougong wondered, “Is Su Yanyang’s Bionic malfunctioning? Did Zhang Yu do something? What kind of cultivation art is this?”
Director Gao mused, “Magnetic Pole really taught him a lot. It seems she took this seriously after all. These 30 Spirit Coins were well spent.”
True Monarch Magnetic Pole thought, “That flying sword was refined using techniques from the Extreme Emotion Sword Dao.”
“As far as I know, Wen Wuya isn’t a disciple of Divine Monarch Seven Emotions.”
“Old Gao actually has connections with two Spirit Transformation Divine Monarchs from Heavenly Sword University? Has he betrayed Myriad Laws University and sold out the institution?”
Director Gao: “Thanks for your efforts this time.”
True Monarch Magnetic Pole: “No need. You’re the one who’s been hiding your true abilities. Your disciples are exceptionally well-trained.”
On the other side, Director Lin watched Su Yanyang and Xiao Qingxuan locked in a fierce, evenly matched battle on the screen. He suddenly realized that Ji Yuanshu’s defeat wasn’t entirely unjustified.
“That Zhang Yu,” Director Lin thought, “has clearly received guidance from a master and enjoys widespread support. His innate talent far surpasses his peers.”
“It seems the War Faction is truly pushing him forward, investing considerable effort in his advancement.”
Recalling Ji Yuanshu’s claims about the War Faction targeting him, Director Lin mused, “Ji Yuanshu wasn’t entirely wrong. He may indeed have been caught in the crossfire of the War Faction’s support for Zhang Yu.”
“And I originally intended for Ji Yuanshu to block Zhang Yu… I clearly underestimated Zhang Yu and the War Faction.”
Meanwhile, during the brief window Xiao Qingxuan had bought him, Zhang Yu had already charged toward the construction materials scattered by the shockwave.
Tu Lishan’s gaze sharpened, recognizing this as the critical moment of the match.
In this round, Su Yanyang, as the defending side, needed to use the prepared materials to build a bunker.
Many of the construction materials used for the bunker couldn’t be refined on-site.
Tu Lishan thought, “That means if the materials disappear, it’ll be a major problem.”
But how could construction materials vanish without a trace from the site, leaving no trace behind?
The Civil Engineering Teachers present all had the same answer in mind.
“That kid Zhang Yu is about to start eating, isn’t he?”
Tu Lishan mused inwardly, “After all, even if he went back to join Xiao Qingxuan in attacking Su Yanyang, they wouldn’t be able to defeat him quickly. It’s better to seize the opportunity to destroy the materials and reduce their bunker’s completion rate.”
As they predicted, Zhang Yu’s muscles bulged, his body already expanding under the influence of the Mountain True Form Manual. With a single gulp, he swallowed a handful of construction materials whole.
But immediately afterward, Zhang Yu’s body stiffened, blood streamed from his mouth and nose, and his flesh convulsed, occasionally turning a sickly purplish-blue.
Tu Lishan thought, “Poisoned? Did Su Yanyang poison the construction materials?”
Lang Yougong mused, “It probably won’t affect construction, but the poison will take effect after ingestion, right?”
“Well done!” Wei Huai smiled faintly. “All construction materials should be poisoned!”
“Su Yanyang has clearly learned from his previous defeat and came prepared.”
In the image, Zhang Yu stopped consuming the materials. Even if he could withstand the poison, enduring its effects while eating was too taxing.
Then, with a surge of Gang Qi, he began processing the materials on-site, crafting makeshift walls and crumbling ruins.
Tu Lishan’s eyes lit up as he watched. “Excellent! He’s using the enemy’s materials to create shoddy structures!”
“Once these materials have been refined and used, retrieving them becomes difficult, if not impossible,” Lang Yougong added. “Many can’t even be reused.”
“Moreover,” Lang Yougong continued, “Zhang Yu is integrating these makeshift structures into a formation, reinforcing the shoddy construction with magic. Even dismantling and recycling them will be even harder now.”
In the arena, Zhang Yu knew the competition had reached its critical moment. With a ferocious roar, his muscles bulged as he pushed every cultivation art that could enhance his construction efficiency to its limit: the Battle Demon Life-Shattering Art, Spring and Autumn Endless Zen, Mountain True Form Manual…
Simultaneously, Formless Warriors materialized around him. More than a dozen of these warriors, resembling a small construction team, began working alongside him.
“So fast,” Tu Lishan marveled. “Has Zhang Yu’s construction efficiency really reached such heights without me noticing?”
Meanwhile, the arena underwent another transformation.
A figure charged forward, one of Su Yanyang’s teammates.
As this teammate unleashed a blast of Gang Qi toward Xiao Qingxuan, Su Yanyang himself flashed across the battlefield, intercepting the Iron Coffin hurtling toward him.
Several streaks of light erupted, instantly replacing the Bionic armor on his body.
Shi Huaiyu arrived moments later, stirring up a blinding sandstorm to shield Zhang Yu.
Tu Lishan watched as combatants poured into the arena one after another, forming a chaotic web of intersecting battle lines centered around the half-finished, shoddy construction.
The conflict wasn’t confined to the Material World; in the Spirit Realm Network, Soul Cultivators from both sides clashed fiercely for control of the formation, attempting to manipulate its power to influence the battlefield.
Even though Tu Lishan’s sympathies lay with Zhang Yu’s team, he couldn’t deny the vast disparity in their resources.
“They won’t last much longer at this rate,” Tu Lishan thought.
Wei Huai chimed in, “They’re too poor… This team is full of paupers who’ve already endured grueling battles. They can’t possibly sustain this fight much longer. They’re likely to be eliminated soon.”
Tu Lishan wondered, “Zhang Yu, can you work even faster?”
In the arena, Zhang Yu listened to the fierce sounds of battle all around him. His Fourfold Thinking operated at its peak, frantically squeezing every ounce of flesh, blood, and Magic Power from his body as he worked at the fastest speed of his life.
“Faster.”
“Even faster!”
At that moment, Zhang Yu’s mind was completely focused on consuming the building materials before him as quickly as possible.
After activating every cultivation art he could and mobilizing every ounce of strength, he began to switch his Chain Formation Diagram.
He gradually replaced the Qi Meridian Everflow, which restored Magic Power, with the Martial Dao Sacred Body.
He no longer needed digestive abilities, learning capacity, Magic Power recovery speed, or various resistances. His sole focus now was to amplify the power of his cultivation arts.
As the Martial Dao Sacred Body descended, every ounce of strength within him, every surge of power he unleashed, and every wisp of Gang Qi became crystal clear in his mind.
Under the pounding, heating, shaping, and stirring of his flesh, blood, and Gang Qi, the building materials began to feel as natural as his own limbs.
Intuitive answers flooded his mind, revealing precisely how to execute each cultivation art and how to manipulate it to maximize its effect on the materials.
In an instant, propelled by the Martial Dao Sacred Body, the power of his cultivation arts surged again, and his construction efficiency leaped to a new level.
“Another breakthrough?”
Director Gao’s heart skipped a beat. “This comprehensive breakthrough… is it a breakthrough in his martial dao cultivation realm?”
“To break through during work… just how much dedication has Zhang Yu poured into this construction project?”
“He might actually change the Civil Engineering Department at Myriad Laws University.”
True Monarch Magnetic Pole, standing nearby, was equally astonished. “To achieve a breakthrough under such circumstances… it’s like a swordsman reaching a new level of Sword Dao during a duel, or a blacksmith mastering a new technique while forging iron.”
“Without a heart utterly devoted to one’s profession and skills — a heart filled with extreme focus, reverence, and passion — such a feat would be impossible.”
Curiosity stirred within True Monarch Magnetic Pole. “If he loves Civil Engineering so much, why would he want to transfer departments? Will he really go through with it?”
“Wait… could this kid be scheming with Old Gao to deceive me?”
The thought of Director Gao’s connections to two Spirit Transformation Divine Monarchs suddenly made the director seem even more profound and unfathomable.
Meanwhile, many of the combatants on the battlefield were reaching their limits.
Red warning lights flashed incessantly in Che Yufei’s Bionic Eyes, indicating that his estimated costs for bionic repairs and medical treatment were nearing their maximum.
“This is it,” he announced, posting a screenshot of his bill in the contest group. “Sorry, everyone, I can’t hold out any longer.”
Shi Yunxiang similarly shared his estimated losses and remaining balance, adding, “😭 I’m sorry, I’ve reached my limit too.”
Shi Yunxiang: “If only I’d taken on more part-time jobs…”
Shi Huaiyu’s Bionic Eyes continuously displayed depreciation data for her Ghost Kidney, leaving her torn between choices.
Zhao Tianxing sent Zhang Yu a private message: “Zhang Yu, my Spirit Realm Calculation Pool balance is almost depleted.”
Mo Tianyi: “I can last another five minutes”.
Zhang Yu, who was frantically consuming construction materials, felt a surge of resentment. “How can we lose at a time like this?”
He immediately sent 3 Spirit Coins each to Zhao Tianxing and Mo Tianyi, then distributed 15 Spirit Coins in Red Packets to the group, causing his savings to plummet.
Zhang Yu: “Everyone, hang in there! We still have a chance to win, a chance to make it into the top seven!”
Yu Xinghan: “[0.5 Spirit Coins] That’s all I’ve got left. Hold on!”
Ying Xin: “[1 Spirit Coin] Let’s go, everyone!”
Gongshu Jin: “[20 Spirit Coins]”
Gongshu Jin: “If that’s not enough, I’ll borrow more. I still have some reserves.”
In an instant, the team’s fighting spirit reignited. Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang, who had been on the verge of surrendering, threw themselves back into the fray with renewed ferocity.
Zhang Yu knew that university students typically had limited savings; any spare funds were quickly converted into Immortal Dao strength. The group members were now burning their Immortal Dao potential to the limit.
Under this immense pressure, the Four-Headed White Ox in Zhang Yu’s mind roared, driving his mental cultivation technique to operate even more fiercely. He felt his thoughts, actions, and the execution of his cultivation arts accelerate noticeably.
Many teachers in the Spirit Realm Space marveled at Zhang Yu’s performance.
However, many others saw through the facade. While Zhang Yu continued to break through his limits, his construction efficiency soaring higher and higher, his teammates were on the verge of collapse under the relentless assault led by Su Yanyang and his forces.
In their eyes, Su Yanyang was like a massive corporation with endless capital, throwing money around to crush Zhang Yu’s small construction team.
Under such overwhelming pressure, it seemed that no matter how desperately Zhang Yu worked, no matter how frantically he built, he couldn’t escape his inevitable fate of being crushed.
Wei Huai remarked, “No matter how skilled the individual workers are, they’re ultimately powerless against the onslaught of big capital and the crushing weight of financial pressure…”
But suddenly, he noticed Che Yufei, Shi Yunxiang, and the others fighting with a frenzy as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
Wei Huai frowned. “Have they gone mad?”
The fury in Su Yanyang’s heart burned hotter with each passing moment.
He loathed this battle, loathed the unnecessary wear and tear on his Bionics, loathed the spiraling costs, and loathed the uncontrollable feeling that surged through him after such intense combat.
Especially frustrating was the enemy’s desperate, all-out assault, coupled with his inability to truly kill them, which severely restrained his actions.
From the start, Su Yanyang had preferred to crush his opponents with overwhelming construction capabilities.
Now, he was forced to plunge into the muddy swamp, brawling with them in the muck.
Su Yanyang sent a message to the Soul Cultivators within the formation: “Drive out the enemy Soul Cultivators within three minutes, or you won’t see a single Spirit Coin of your wages.”
In the contest group chat, Su Yanyang typed: “What are you all doing?”
Su Yanyang: “According to team rules, the member with the lowest score this round pays a 10 Spirit Coin fine, to be distributed among the others.”
Fueled by Su Yanyang’s relentless pressure, the team’s morale surged, and their attacks grew even more ferocious.
Moments later, Shi Yunxiang was the first to be slammed into the ground by the Profound Yellow Great Hand Seal.
Within the Spirit Realm Space, Tu Lishan watched as Zhang Yu’s team members were subdued one by one. The Soul Cultivator had completely withdrawn from the battlefield, leaving only Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan remaining.
Tu Lishan felt like he was watching the Civil Engineering Department being swept away by the Great Flood of capital. Despite their tireless efforts in construction and project work, despite risking their lives and fortunes, they still seemed on the verge of collapse.
Yet Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan displayed remarkable resilience.
With their combined offense and defense, they retreated while carrying a massive load of construction materials, stubbornly holding out for another ten minutes before finally being forced back.
After Su Yanyang finally defeated all their opponents, they ignored the retreating Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan and immediately began dismantling the shattered walls and rubble Zhang Yu had created, salvaging the construction materials.
Since Zhang Yu had used up most of the critical materials that were difficult to refine on-site, they had no choice but to recover and reuse them by any means necessary.
In the blink of an eye, as the competition time ran out, the final results were displayed for all to see.
“Completion rate: 34%?” Su Yanyang murmured. “Impossible! How could we be lower than them? I demand a re-evaluation…”
On the other side, Zhang Yu saw the result and felt a wave of relief wash over him, his entire body relaxing.
“We should make it into the top seven now.”
“We’ve reached our current limit. The rest of the competition has nothing to do with us.”