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Chapter 119 - 119 97 Borrowing Azhen's Spirit Root Repay Monthly Ticket Loan 4

119: Chapter 97 Borrowing Azhen’s Spirit Root (Repay Monthly Ticket Loan 4) 119: Chapter 97 Borrowing Azhen’s Spirit Root (Repay Monthly Ticket Loan 4) Zhang Yu only felt a chill at his lower back, as if something had drilled into his dantian and Qi Sea, and then began to “take root and sprout”.

Zhang Yu was not new to renting Spirit Roots.

Almost at the first feeling of the changes in his dantian, he thought of a Spirit Root.

“Why do I suddenly have a Spirit Root in my dantian?”

Immediately, he felt…

after the Spirit Root quickly “took root and sprouted”, it spread all over his body, like nerves covering every inch of his flesh, as if it was originally a part of his body.

Even as he passively practiced the Circulation Qi Gathering Method, the “Spirit Root” spreading throughout his body breathed with him, quickly drawing in the mystical energy from the air to him.

“Hiss!”

Like a drought met with sweet dew, as streams of mystical energy rushed into his body, Zhang Yu felt every fiber of his flesh crazily thirsting for the influx of mystical energy.

After all, for Zhang Yu, who had no Spirit Root but was determined to cultivate, most of the time, his body was in a state lacking in mystical energy.

Now that mystical energy suddenly surged into every fiber of his being, Zhang Yu immediately felt a comfortable sensation throughout his entire body, and the operation of the level 10 Circulation Qi Gathering Method became even more vigorous, stirring the mystical energy around him to swarm in.

Zhang Yu’s state immediately caught Bai Zhenzhen’s attention.

Especially since she could vaguely sense her Spirit Root in Zhang Yu’s body at that moment.

“Did my Spirit Root run into Yu Zi’s belly?”

Bai Zhenzhen felt a bit surprised: “What on earth, I wanted to lend Yu Zi for fun, but that was after he begged me, calling me mom.

Why did you run over on your own, Spirit Root?”

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen felt anger rising in her heart, and she reached out her hand to Zhang Yu’s belly, searching chaotically to pull her Spirit Root back.

Feeling Bai Zhenzhen’s palm fumbling around his lower abdomen, a ticklish sensation emerged, and Zhang Yu quickly said, “What are you doing, Azhen!

Stop groping around!

We’ll get into a car accident!

We can’t afford to compensate if we hit someone!”

Zhang Yu’s stride slowed, his Running Car Leg gradually decelerated, finally stopping by the roadside, and he let Bai Zhenzhen down.

Bai Zhenzhen didn’t retrieve her Spirit Root, unwillingly saying, “Did my Spirit Root run into your belly?”

Zhang Yu instinctively touched his belly and said, “This is your Spirit Root?”

Zhang Yu thought to himself, “Didn’t that Evil God say…

this is Azhen’s own Spirit Root, not a rented one?

How can it end up in my belly?”

The doll disguised as prayer beads also expressed surprise: “This woman’s Spirit Root can transfer?”

Naturally, Bai Zhenzhen didn’t know what Zhang Yu was thinking, considering that to her, Zhang Yu shouldn’t know the secret of her Spirit Root.

Now that her Spirit Root had already drilled into the other’s body, Bai Zhenzhen candidly nodded, and with clenched teeth, she said, “I’ve been nurturing this Spirit Root for more than ten years, does it feel good to use?”

Zhang Yu wanted to say it indeed felt good, but seeing Bai Zhenzhen’s irritated expression, he left the words unsaid.

He simply touched his belly, curious, “Why did your Spirit Root come to me?”

“Actually, I’ve had a Spirit Root in my belly since I was little.” Bai Zhenzhen sighed and continued, “This thing is different from ordinary Spirit Roots, it seems to grow along with me.”

“In recent years, it can even adapt and grow in different directions according to my heart’s intention.”

“Like last time when you said you wanted to borrow a Spirit Root, I was thinking if it could be done.”

“Unexpectedly, it just drilled into your belly on its own today!”

Upon hearing Bai Zhenzhen’s words, Zhang Yu couldn’t help showing a look of astonishment on his face: “Is there really such a ridiculous Spirit Root?”

When Bai Zhenzhen mentioned the Spirit Root jumping into Zhang Yu’s belly, she got irritated again, reaching her hand toward Zhang Yu’s belly to fumble around.

Then she looked a bit disdainful, clicking her tongue: “It’s really troublesome without removal.

How come you have a reaction just by touching your belly a few times?

Do you need time to settle it?”

Do you freaking know how vigorous my vital energy is every day, and you’re just touching randomly?

Zhang Yu suddenly felt like a good friend barged into the room, catching him with one hand holding tissue and the other hand inside his pants.

At that very moment, Zhang Yu suddenly understood Songyang High School’s strict celibacy policy on a deeper level.

If not for the policy, with a bunch of hormonally charged, idol-worshipping teenagers mingling every day in high school, can’t the scores decline over three years?

Under Bai Zhenzhen’s disdainful gaze, Zhang Yu stepped back repeatedly and said, “Don’t rush, think carefully about how the Spirit Root managed to get into my belly just now.”

After some discussion and research, Bai Zhenzhen had Zhang Yu carry her again.

As Bai Zhenzhen hugged Zhang Yu from behind, constantly chanting in her heart for the Spirit Root to return, she suddenly felt a warmth in her belly, her precious Spirit Root came back.

With the return of the Spirit Root, a surge of mystical energy also rushed into Bai Zhenzhen’s body, flooding into her limbs and bones.

“Hiss!”

She gasped, startled: “Why does it seem like this thing gathers mystical energy even more fiercely than before?

And it’s going to places I usually don’t exercise mana?”

But soon the Spirit Root seemed to be readjusting to Bai Zhenzhen’s body condition, restoring to its usual state.

A thought suddenly surfaced in Bai Zhenzhen’s heart: “Could it be that after entering Yu Zi’s body, this thing adapted to his flesh, becoming his shape…

and only then changed?”

“But it recovered quickly, changing back into my shape…

was it because the time in Yu Zi’s body was too short?”

Bai Zhenzhen became curious: “If it stays longer, adapting more to Yu Zi’s flesh…

what will happen?”

On the other side, as the Spirit Root within Zhang Yu’s dantian disappeared, and the phenomenon of mystical energy saturation receded, a sense of loss arose in his heart.

Just then, he heard Bai Zhenzhen say, “Yu Zi, let me try letting you have the Spirit Root again, be ready to catch it.”

The next moment, Zhang Yu felt the Spirit Root return to his body, once more taking root and sprouting in his dantian.

The mystical energy in the air rushed into his body swiftly, making Zhang Yu’s body feel full.

“Indeed, a cultivator has to have a Spirit Root to feel right.”

Although feeling quite satisfied inside, Zhang Yu understood that the Spirit Root in his belly was crucial for Bai Zhenzhen to become stronger and get admitted to the Top Ten.

So, Zhang Yu restrained his reluctance and said, “Alright Azhen, take your Spirit Root back quickly, don’t break it by going in and out.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen replied, “No worries, let it stay with you for a few hours longer, I have an idea I want to test.”

“Huh?” Zhang Yu exclaimed joyfully, “Then…

then I’ll lend you my talismanic book to play with.”

“Hand it over!” Bai Zhenzhen reached into Zhang Yu’s arms and pulled out the talismanic book: “My Spirit Root is worth at least a few billion, so I’ll temporarily mortgage this talismanic book here with me.”

Then she patted Zhang Yu’s shoulder and said, “Hurry to school, don’t be late or Su Haifeng will be hard on you.”

Then, Zhang Yu carried Bai Zhenzhen all the way to school.

On the way, Bai Zhenzhen held onto Zhang Yu, leaning against his back, playing with the talismanic book, occasionally discussing with Zhang Yu the current capabilities of the Spirit Root.

Zhang Yu suddenly said, “Always saying Spirit Root, Spirit Root, feels like it’s easy to mix up with other Spirit Roots in conversation, shouldn’t we give it a name?”

Bai Zhenzhen paused, since childhood she only thought of hiding the Spirit Root, and after entering high school, she never mentioned the Spirit Root in her belly to anyone.

So all along, she simply referred to the Spirit Root as Spirit Root in her heart, after all, she herself knew which Spirit Root she was talking about.

Upon hearing Zhang Yu’s suggestion, Bai Zhenzhen couldn’t help but nod slightly: “Hmm…

what should it be called?”

Zhang Yu said, “Since it’s your Spirit Root, let’s call it Zhenzhen Root.”

“That’s tacky.” Bai Zhenzhen curled her lips: “Just call it True Spirit Root, oh right, when we go back, let’s just say I lent you a rented Spirit Root.”

Bai Zhenzhen laughed, “Hehe, this will further confirm that my Spirit Root is rented.”

Throughout the journey, Bai Zhenzhen continued to convey to Zhang Yu the various wonders of the True Spirit Root.

Hidden Spirit Root, concealment, accelerated martial arts cultivation, identifying battle weaknesses, mana refining acceleration, and her recently used body refinement auxiliary function.

Zhang Yu listened with glowing eyes, wishing to immediately dive into diligent cultivation.

And through this whole process, including the conversation between Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, the doll disguised as prayer beads naturally observed and listened all the way.

The Evil God doll’s evaluation of this was simply…

foolishness.

“Fools!

Fools!

Zhang Yu is such a fool!

With this heaven-defying Spirit Root, immediately act to kill and seize the treasure!

I have a hundred ways to dispose of Bai Zhenzhen’s corpse, ensuring you won’t get caught.”

“With the aid of this heaven-defying Spirit Root, forget about getting into the Top Ten, you could potentially pursue graduate studies…

no, even aim for a PhD!”

“Not acting now means you might get stabbed in the back by this woman later!

How could she let such a shocking secret always be in someone else’s hands?”

Looking at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen trusting each other, the Evil God knew that speaking up would only increase Zhang Yu’s aversion.

“Damn it, this is the inferior nature of being poor, always believing in friends, emotions, trust, these intangible things…

which are of no use at all, only impacting your financial gain!”

“Money!

Only money matters the most!”

After returning to school, besides Chinese, math, and other courses Zhang Yu long mastered throughout the three years of high school, he deliberately skipped Magic Power Class and practical combat classes.

Teacher Yan from Magic Power Class and Mr.

Lei from Practicum were both old acquaintances of Zhang Yu.

Knowing his proficiency in mana control and martial arts, the first-year courses were indeed of little help to him, thus they agreed to his absence.

This way, alongside not attending Physical Education Class originally, Zhang Yu found he had most of the day at school free for dedicated cultivation.

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