You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 115 - 115 93 Zhang Yu's Secret

115: Chapter 93 Zhang Yu’s Secret 115: Chapter 93 Zhang Yu’s Secret That night, as he swallowed the Primordial Pill down, the potent medicine spread throughout his entire body.

Zhang Yu immediately activated the Red Marrow Primordial Qi, directing all his muscles, organs, and bones to exert full strength, striving to absorb the surging medicinal power.

Every time at this moment, Zhang Yu could clearly feel that the 30,000 yuan he spent on the medicine wasn’t wasted.

Instead, it became a part of his body, merging with his flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed, and Zhang Yu looked at his physical strength on the Yu Shu, seeing it at level 2.08, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

It had been two weeks since the Martial Arts competition.

There were still two weeks left to confirm whether Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen would qualify for the top five sports results to join the sports competition team.

And there were six weeks until the start of the sports competition.

During this time, while Zhang Yu focused mainly on physical strength, his Dao Heart and Mana also improved under the support of mental methods and passive intake.

The Yu Shu showed Dao Heart level 3 (93%), Mana 25.5.

“The improvement of Dao Heart and Mana seems to have slowed down a bit, but it’s still fine for now.

I don’t need to consider changing to a stronger cultivation technique yet.

For now, it’s best to focus on physical strength.”

“With my current income, not only can I continuously use Primordial Pills, but if my income rises a bit in the future, I could even get more nutritional supplements.”

“By continuously using level 10 Red Marrow Primordial Qi to improve physical strength, entering the top five physical strength rankings in two weeks shouldn’t be a problem.

Raising it above 4.0 for the sports competition in six weeks also seems possible.”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at his savings.

During this period, although he had been tutoring Song Halong, and giving more lessons in the district, with the new month coming in, after deducting 15,000 yuan for loan interest, less than 2,000 for rent and utilities, and expenses for Primordial Pills and food, Zhang Yu now had just over 5,000 left in his account.

“Alas, still so poor, I hope I can get more classes arranged for me soon.”

Thoughts flashed through his mind as Zhang Yu rushed to school.

When he arrived at the school gate, he saw the display of this month’s exam results.

On the day of announcing the month exam results, inside Songyang High School, the teachers and students were in a joyful mood, welcoming the new scores with jubilation.

Recalling the exams two days ago, Zhang Yu sighed slightly: “What a pity, if the month exam could have been a few days later, after I took the second Primordial Pill and refined my body, my scores might have been higher.”

“But it’s not a big deal, my sports scores should be higher next time.”

He glanced casually at the monthly exam rankings and then walked towards the classroom.

To him, the monthly exams were something to pay slight attention to, whereas competitions were what he truly valued.

He still remembered the words Zhang Pianpian had said to him.

Zhang Yu murmured in his heart: “If I want to get into the top ten universities, I must win all the remaining competitions in my freshman year, and become the strongest freshman in Songyang City.”

But just before Zhang Yu entered the teaching building.

Accompanied by a thunderous bang, a figure descended from the sky, plummeting towards the ground.

Instinctively, Zhang Yu’s figure flickered, then reached out, and with the gentle power of the Formless Cloud Gang that erupted in a burst, he caught the falling figure, dissipating the descending force.

Looking at the person he saved, Zhang Yu was slightly taken aback: “You are…

Shuang Youpeng?”

He still remembered this person who used to be the top scorer in the freshman year, now a sophomore student who was tamed completely by Zhou Chechen, the vice president of the student council, during practical classes.

“You know, jumping off a building at school incurs a fine.

Luckily, I saved you.”

“And at your level, this height wouldn’t kill you, right?

Getting seriously injured and needing treatment would be worse, wouldn’t it?”

But then Zhang Yu realized something was wrong.

Shuang Youpeng, though his appearance hadn’t changed much, felt…

light, incomparably light, to Zhang Yu.

It was as if the flesh and blood under his clothes had vanished halfway, not what a sophomore should be physically.

Facing Zhang Yu’s puzzled gaze, Shuang Youpeng said nothing, neither thanking for being saved nor blaming for being saved.

He just stood up silently and walked towards the teaching building.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

From the other person’s demeanor, he sensed a kind of numbness as if all hope was lost.

Finally, Zhang Yu said: “Are you okay?”

Shuang Youpeng paused and said blandly: “I’m fine now, just had a moment of weakness.

I still have debts to pay, so I won’t jump again.

Please don’t tell anyone about today, or the school will fine me.”

Pausing for a moment, Shuang Youpeng said: “About that sports competition…

you’d best give it up, it’s not going to end well.”

…

Inside the classroom of Grade 1, Class 1.

A few students were surrounding He Dayou, congratulating him.

“Dayou, you’ve improved a lot recently, scoring first in the grade this time.”

“662 points, with this score you can even get a free visit to White Dragon High School, right?”

“General knowledge 49 points, Dao Heart 130 points, Mana 143 points, sports 150 points, Martial Arts 95 points, Daoism 95 points…

even the top students of the three major high schools are at this level, right?”

He Dayou looked at these sycophants who would follow whoever had good scores, a hint of disdain flashing across his lips.

In this month’s Martial Arts practical exam, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were grouped together, allowing He Dayou to finally score a grade that matched his level.

“Martial Arts gave me back the scores I deserved.”

As for Daoism, it’s always been his forte, and with the training in the competition team, sports had become the strongest in the grade during this period.

At that moment, his phone vibrated; a message from someone he asked to inquire about Zhang Yu’s current physical strength came in.

“That Zhang Yu kid, never attending sports class, now I finally get to see his physical strength measured yesterday during the exam… 2.05 level, huh?”

“No wonder he’s been like Zhang Pianpian’s dog, must have been fed a lot to improve to this level.”

“But…

compared to my 2.3 level physical strength, he’s far behind, and the gap between us will only grow larger.”

Seeing Zhang Yu’s physical strength, He Dayou finally exhaled, feeling that all the effort and money spent with the competition team hadn’t gone to waste.

“Zhang Yu, in due course, you’ll understand the futility of giving your all and still not catching up to me.”

Contrary to He Dayou’s joy, Zhao Tianxing felt stressed.

“Even Yu Zi and Azhen have been completely surpassed by He Dayou?”

Although a bit envious of He Dayou and others, Zhao Tianxing, like Qian Shen, ultimately quit the sports competition team, watching another student fill the spot and then quickly improve physical strength, surpassing him in this month’s exam.

Zhao Tianxing thought: “Qian Shen quit the competition team because he looked down on buying scores and physical strength with money.”

And after Zhao Tianxing left the team, he could feel that Qian Shen had a bit more respect for him.

But he knew his situation was completely different from Qian Shen’s; he didn’t have Qian Shen’s charisma and boldness.

He knew he quit the competition team only because of his cowardice.

He lacked the confidence to get excellent results even after his parents spent half their lives’ savings on him.

“The sponsorship fee for joining the competition team would have to come from my parents selling the house to afford it.”

“I’m only in my first year, what about the more money needed for the future?”

“With my talent, can I really earn it back after spending so much?”

Zhao Tianxing had no certainty, fearing he would squander his parents’ savings and end up deeply in debt and achieving nothing, he chose to give up.

“I’m such a failure, saying I didn’t want to buy scores like Qian Shen, but in truth, I want them and am afraid of failure.”

…

In the cafeteria, Zhao Tianxing put down his tray with a face full of melancholy.

He saw Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen devouring the synthetic food before them like it was a contest.

“Alas, Yu Zi and Azhen are always so optimistic.

Despite being surpassed in rankings this time, they seem unbothered.

I wish I could be like them.”

Bai Zhenzhen watched Zhang Yu’s protein shake while eating, thinking to herself: “Yu Zi’s been eating better and better, did he find money somewhere?

Or sell something he shouldn’t have?”

Zhang Yu glanced at the gruel in Bai Zhenzhen’s tray while eating, thinking: “Azhen also needs to improve her physical strength, she’s probably short on money as well.

I wonder if she’d be interested in the underground tutoring market.”

The doll hanging on Zhang Yu’s chest was also observing Bai Zhenzhen, and after these few days of watching, it had come to a conclusion.

Thus, the doll whispered to Zhang Yu: “Hey, Zhang Yu, did you know this woman has something inside her belly?”

“Pfft!”

Zhang Yu felt himself choke, unable to help but spit out the food in his mouth.

He turned his head and, lowering his voice to a level only he could hear, said to the doll: “Is Azhen pregnant?”

On the other side, Bai Zhenzhen saw the gruel in her bowl spat into by Zhang Yu, and she was genuinely furious: “Are you dying, Zhang Yu, using such underhanded tactics to grab food?

I’ll pee in your bowl!”

The doll said in Zhang Yu’s mind: “What I’m referring to is a Spirit Root, this woman has one inside her belly.”

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes: “Of course, Azhen rented a Spirit Root.”

The doll chuckled: “Really?

According to my observations, the Spirit Root inside this woman should belong to her.”

“However, this Spirit Root can conceal itself very skillfully.

If you weren’t with her all the time, and if she didn’t constantly use that Spirit Root openly in front of you, even I wouldn’t have noticed it.”

Zhang Yu looked at Bai Zhenzhen in shock, pondering: “Azhen has a Spirit Root growing inside her?”

Bai Zhenzhen retorted angrily: “What are you muttering about?

Hurry up and buy me another lunch!”

While Zhang Yu was still thinking about the Spirit Root, he ran off with his student card to buy Bai Zhenzhen lunch.

Bai Zhenzhen noticed Zhang Yu’s phone vibrating gently on the table; it was a message notification.

Lian Tianji: Sell me a piece of clothing you’ve worn.

Upon seeing the message, Bai Zhenzhen became silent, quietly turning off the phone’s screen for him.

“No wonder it seems like Yu Zi’s been well-off recently.”

“Little by little, he’s unknowingly come this far, hasn’t he?”

Ah Yu!

To earn money and pursue the Immortal Path, have you really gone to such lengths?