You dare to cultivate without money?!
Chapter 169 - 169 141 Arrange Ten for Him Requesting Monthly Votes

169: Chapter 141: Arrange Ten for Him (Requesting Monthly Votes) 169: Chapter 141: Arrange Ten for Him (Requesting Monthly Votes) At this moment.

Deng Bingding was watching the performances of the candidates in the Daoist Heart Test along with the other four Little Gods.

“All four of you have come this far, having experienced countless tests, and know that often the most important thing in an exam is to fathom the examiner’s intentions and understand the main theme of the test.”

“This is the same for us as examiners now.

By understanding the intentions above, we can select the talented individuals who will serve the Ten Major Sects and the Heavenly Court in the future.”

Deng Bingding continued, “The authorities are dissatisfied with the weaklings selected in recent years, with assessment results declining year after year.”

“This reform aims to have people climb up from the lower levels of Kunxu, who have ambition, desire, courage, and can withstand temptation and pressure, to go further on the Immortal Path.”

“And among this, resisting temptation is the key to this round of tests.”

Gazing at the candidates on the screen, Deng Bingding went on to say, “Like in this Dao Heart Test’s illusion, the wealthy face even greater temptations.

If one layer isn’t enough, then the temptation comes from the second layer.”

“It can be said that among these people, no matter who finally obtains the Foundation Establishment Certificate, they will invariably encounter similar situations.”

“So, our scoring criteria, as you all should know, are critical in terms of how much financial temptation the candidates can resist.”

“If an exceptionally outstanding candidate appears, reporting them will be a credit to us.”

Just as Deng Bingding finished speaking, Little God Huang Zichou looked at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen in the illusion and exclaimed, “This exam actually has two poor students?”

The other Little Gods also turned their attention upon hearing the term “poor people.”

After all, seeing poor people in this Foundation Establishment Exam is indeed a rare sight.

Deng Bingding also looked over and realized it was the student she had registered earlier.

She remembered the name was Zhang Yu, supposedly a high school student from Songyang.

“Debts of seven hundred thousand, bank savings in five figures, a mere ant.”

“Ant,” this was Deng Bingding’s evaluation of Zhang Yu.

This was not an insult but a classification from a system of evaluation in her heart.

Just like gods having nine ranks and the Immortal Path having ten stages, in Deng Bingding’s view, people can naturally be divided into different levels too.

Like those without even a high school education are dust.

With a high school education and savings of only five to six digits for years, they’re ants.

High school graduates, at the Qi Refining Peak, able to find a job, are cattle and horses.

Only a university graduate with a company job counts as barely a person in Deng Bingding’s eyes.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Yu’s savings, Deng Bingding had already labeled him a failure in her mind.

This wasn’t Deng Bingding being biased against the poor but based on her years of experience as a god…

“Rich people, though far superior to the poor in mana, body, martial arts, and talisman skills, often outdo them in the Dao Heart as well.”

This was Deng Bingding’s experienced observation after watching various exams and test performances, where the poor seemed inferior to the rich in every aspect.

Even if a few poor climbers made it, their biggest trait usually was a lower buying price, asking for the least money while working the most overtime.

Conversely, the wealthy had been trained and honed since childhood, so…

“The richer someone is, the stronger, the more resistant to pressure, the broader their vision, the stronger their ambition, and better at resisting temptation.

They are the most needed cultivation candidates above.”

“As for ants…

sigh, without money, why cultivate immortality in the first place?”

“If it weren’t for the company manipulating media channels, desperately luring people in to compete, they wouldn’t have been suited for immortality cultivation at all.”

…

At that moment, Zhang Yu in the light screen had already awakened.

The air he breathed was incredibly fresh, and each breath felt as if countless tiny hands were massaging inside his body, nurturing every piece of his flesh.

He found himself lying on a very soft bed, with an indescribable sense of relaxation throughout his entire body.

He glanced around, realizing he was in a room flooded with exceptional sunlight, surrounded by various pieces of furniture that seemed valuable yet unfamiliar to him in use.

Beyond the massive floor-to-ceiling window, a rolling ocean of clouds surged.

Zhang Yu took a step, noticing forests and lakes within the sea of clouds…

even a giant dragon inhaling and exhaling clouds, soaring up from within the sea of clouds.

And surrounding the sea of clouds, were countless sky-high skyscrapers and pavilions stretching beyond the eye could see.

…

Huang Zichou remarked, “The rich person in the illusion says he appreciates him and wants to entertain him.”

“Hmm, he indeed refused.”

“Initially, it’s always like this, being very cautious and decisive.”

Another Little God analyzed, “Although with their cultivation and Dao Heart, they can’t perceive it’s an illusion, suddenly being taken to a rich household, they’d naturally be very cautious about such a situation.”

Huang Zichou said, “But the house has free Spirit Veins, elixirs, and nutritional supplements available.

Surely such a poor person would stay to take advantage…”

“Hmm?

He actually asked to reduce the spirit machine concentration on his own?”

Another Little God was just as surprised, “Not eating the dragon meat from the nutritious meal, actively choosing synthetic food?”

“What on earth is this poor person thinking?”

…

In the illusion.

Zhang Yu didn’t even glance at the grand feast before him.

Especially when a servant explained that the meal was made from various mighty Demon Beasts and even dragons.

This made Zhang Yu even more reluctant to eat and only asked for some synthetic food to feel assured and at ease while eating.