No Money To Cultivate Immortality? Chapter 237: Fame Spreads Across Songyang - Novel Cool

Chapter 237: Fame Spreads Across Songyang

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Looking up at the sky, where the Flying Sword Cluster had formed words in midair, Zhang Bi of Tianwu Group narrowed her eyes, her mind racing. "Luzhou Group is really going to pull off something like this?"

Though she’d occasionally heard rumors during her time in Xian Du—whispers about Luzhou Group joining forces with the Ye family and several other clans to push certain technologies into the First Layer—she hadn’t expected this.

Now, it seemed they were openly revealing the High School Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate exam.

"What are they even planning? Are they trying to use this Foundation Establishment Exam as a platform to promote their new technology?"

Zhang Bi understood that every major technological advancement required a bold, attention-grabbing campaign. Clearly, Luzhou Group had seized on the exam’s massive visibility as the perfect stage.

As for the old, unspoken rules of the First Layer...

"They don’t care at all." A bitter laugh formed in her chest. "So the rumors were true. A Second Layer powerhouse is coming down to take charge of Luzhou Group."

Around her, other company representatives wore a mix of expressions—shocked, calculating, intrigued—each silently weighing the implications of Luzhou Group’s move.

Meanwhile, the principal and school leadership had already stepped forward to greet the arriving delegation from Luzhou Group.

Zhou Chichen trailed behind, dazed, his eyes repeatedly drawn upward to the glowing, pulsing sword characters still hovering in the sky.

"Foundation Establishment Certificate?"

"Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen passed the Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate exam?"

"That’s impossible!"

Zhou Chichen’s first reaction was disbelief. In everything he’d learned, in every rule he knew, high school students simply couldn’t pass such an exam.

At his side, Lan Ling had quietly appeared, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

"Can high schoolers really pass the Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate exam?"

"Isn’t that something only university students take?"

Zhou Chichen didn’t answer. Instead, he followed the school leaders as they met the Luzhou Group representatives.

A crowd of students had gathered nearby, drawn by the spectacle—something far more exciting than any ordinary school event. Normally, the principal, the faculty, and the Student Union would have already cleared the area, shooing everyone back to class or cultivation practice. But the sheer magnitude of this moment had left everyone too stunned to act.

Then, from the direction of the school gate, the principal and several staff members stepped forward—only to be met by a delegation from Luzhou Group.

At their head stood a middle-aged man with blood-red eyes, his silver hair perfectly combed, exuding an aura of quiet menace, as if the faint scent of blood clung to him like a second skin.

Seeing the bewildered school leaders, the crimson-eyed man smiled warmly.

"Are you the leadership of Songyang High School?"

"I’m Chi He, General Manager of Luzhou Group’s Songyang City branch.

Our company’s Wang Zong heard about the achievements of your students, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen. He was deeply moved.

To support Songyang’s education, he has decided to donate ten million to reward them—hoping they’ll continue striving, remain grateful to Kunxu, loyal to the company, and capable of shouldering responsibility at the university level."

The mention of ten million caused a collective gasp among the students.

Ten million? That was beyond imagination.

They’d heard of people buying limbs, hiring muscle, or taking loans with collateral—but donating money to reward students? That was an alien concept.

The school leaders, meanwhile, were even more flustered. Shocked by the sheer scale of the gift, yet utterly clueless about what Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had actually done to earn such praise.

One of them wanted to ask what exactly the Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate was, but hesitated—was it appropriate to ask? The silence stretched.

Luckily, Chi He had anticipated this. With a knowing smile, he said:

"Your students, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, recently traveled to Xian Du to take the High School Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate exam. They excelled, won top honors, and were awarded the certificate by the Heavenly Court—granting them the right to begin foundation establishment."

He then briefly explained the exam itself—the significance of the qualification, how it practically guaranteed a spot in the Top Ten, even if they just chose any university after the College Entrance Exam.

As he spoke, the crowd erupted in shock.

"Zhang Yu’s practically already in the Top Ten—almost in the Second Layer!"

"Half a foot? You’re kidding. Didn’t you hear? They can just pick any university after the exam. That’s not half a foot—it’s the whole body already in the Second Layer!"

"Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen are already standing at the 1.9 Layer."

"One family, two foundation-establishing cultivators! From now on, Songyang City should be known as the Four Great High Schools. And Songyang High School? It’s the number one!"

The students nodded eagerly, their pride swelling. Their school emblem suddenly seemed brighter. Their high school diploma—once just a piece of paper—now felt like a golden ticket.

A few meters away, Wang Hai silently exhaled in relief.

"Thank goodness I didn’t get involved in Zhou Chichen’s plan last time."

Meanwhile, the teachers who had once made life difficult for Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen paled. The female PE teacher, the one who had drugged Zhang Yu, looked utterly hollow.

Then, she snapped back to reality and rushed to Wang Hai’s side.

"Teacher Wang, I heard you had a falling out with Zhang Yu before, but you reconciled. How did you manage that?"

Wang Hai raised an eyebrow, idly rubbing his finger.

"Such a critical matter… you just blurt it out like that?"

After she handed over a thousand yuan, Wang Hai chuckled.

"Just like you did."

"That’s how I made peace with him."

"I gave him 66,000 back then. You… well, let’s just say it’s not the same."

He shook his head. "Hard to say."

Lei Jun, standing in the crowd, felt like lightning had struck him. His mind reeled.

"Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate?"

"They… they got it in high school?"

He thought of his own decade-long university struggle—failed attempts, endless exams—and now these two second-years had already achieved what he never could. A wave of disbelief, envy, and sorrow washed over him. He almost cried.

He couldn’t help it.

"People compared to people… it’s just not fair. They’re still in high school, and already they’ve left me behind."

Zhou Chichen staggered, barely keeping his balance—only Lan Ling’s quick hand saved him from falling.

"Foundation Establishment Certificate for high schoolers? There’s such a thing? Why did my elders never tell me about this?"

Lan Ling snapped, frustrated.

"I knew it! If we’d just taken the chance when they were weak, we could’ve crushed them with a delivery man—done it all in one go! Look! Look at what happened!"

She kept saying "look" over and over, but Zhou Chichen didn’t know what she wanted him to see.

With a cold glare, he shoved her away.

"Crush them? You forgot about Zheng Shen last time! If you’d tried that half a year ago, we’d all be dead. Do you think someone without connections could get a certificate like this? One we’ve never even heard of?"

He turned away, muttering bitterly:

"Why do I have to be stuck with someone like Lan Ling? And Zhang Yu… he’s got Bai Zhenzhen by his side—true prodigies!"

Amid the noise, Zhao Tianxing trembled.

"Foundation Establishment Certificate? Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen… once they pass the College Entrance Exam, they can just lie down and enter the Top Ten?"

Qian Shen nodded slowly.

"Looks like it."

His expression darkened.

"So that’s how it is. There’s a high school-level Foundation Establishment Exam I never knew about."

"I thought Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had already transcended the limits of Six Subject Scores and Competition Rankings—beyond any measurable standard."

"But I was wrong. I just didn’t know the full system. There’s another layer—this High School Foundation Establishment Exam—that completely redefines their potential."

He exhaled deeply, relieved.

"Of course. The College Entrance Exam system has no flaws. It’s been tested, refined, and validated by countless experts and immortals. It’s truly the most scientific, optimal, and Dao-true way to evaluate a person."

Outside the school gates, Le Mulan had already seen the sword formation in the sky and now listened to Chi He’s words.

"Us, the poor… we’ve outperformed every rich kid in Songyang?"

For a year, Zhang Yu had been slowly dismantling her preconceived notions of poverty. Now, her entire worldview shattered.

She thought, "So… will Zhang Yu also enter the Top Ten? Which one will he choose?"

"If so, getting his class will be impossible from now on. Even if I can get in, it won’t be cheap anymore."

A strange emotion stirred in her chest—like someone who suddenly realizes their favorite massage therapist has become a famous livestreamer, skyrocketing to fame.

She felt both pride in having once been able to “book” him—and regret that she’d never be able to again.

Shaking her head, she pushed the thoughts aside and immediately texted her brother, Le Jingchen.

After hearing the news, Le Jingchen froze—then fell into silence. After a long pause, he said:

"When he returns, you must contact him. Try to get his sweat, saliva, urine—anything bodily."

"And make sure it’s original. No contamination from your own fluids."

"Do your best. If you need help, call me."

Hanging up, Le Jingchen muttered:

"It must be Luzhou Group’s Immortal Dao Technology that lifted Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen to this level."

"No wonder they’ve been rising so fast. No wonder the Six-Grade Gods backed them. Luzhou Group was always the real mastermind."

"If I could get a sample… just a tiny bit… I could study it and maybe unlock something."

On the other end, Le Mulan stared blankly at her phone.

"Getting his class? Impossible now."

"But I have the apartment’s electronic key… maybe I could hide under their bed?"

"Wait… they don’t even have a bed in the apartment. Maybe the closet?"

She was lost.

It felt like her family had handed her an impossible task.

(End of Chapter)

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