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Chapter 241: Wang Zong's Kindness
Listening to Zhang Pianpian’s detailed intel on university majors, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of awe.
"This choice of major is like a second rebirth."
"Even within the same university, a good pick can make you a noble, while a bad one could reduce you to a commoner."
Then Zhang Yu asked about teachers—specifically, that after passing the Foundation Establishment Exam, he’d be allowed to choose one mentor. Zhang Pianpian offered to help investigate, promising to let him know when she had more info. But she admitted she could only dig into Wanfa University’s details—nothing beyond that.
With all this new information about Wanfa University in hand, Zhang Yu’s desire to attend it only grew stronger.
"With my sister’s help, joining Wanfa University would give me a serious edge."
After ending the call, as Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen walked home, he shared his thoughts.
Bai Zhenzhen nodded in agreement. "Going to the same university as Mom? That’s perfect. I’m all for it."
At that moment, Fujie chimed in: "Wanfa University belongs to the Wanfa Sect. The Wanfa Sect ranks among the Top Ten Sects—right alongside Youming Palace and Tianmo Sect. They’re considered one of the top three in the elite group."
"Wanfa University, Youming University, and Tianmo University—those are naturally the strongest three among the Top Ten."
Zhang Yu understood: even though the Top Ten stood atop all universities, there were still differences in strength among them. Learning that Wanfa University was one of the top-tier three only deepened his resolve.
And then came the names: Youming University? Tianmo University?
What kind of schools were these? Zhang Yu couldn’t even imagine.
But just as Fujie had praised Wanfa University, her tone shifted sharply.
"Sure, Zhang Pianpian’s help is a big advantage for you both when entering Wanfa University."
"But she’s under Zheng Shen’s watchful eye. She’s a student in the Spellcraft Department. The closer you get to her, the more likely Zheng Shen will notice you. And the more likely he’ll uncover my existence."
Hearing that, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen froze—suddenly torn.
Then, as Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen returned to campus, more representatives from various universities began approaching them.
Thanks to Luzhou Group exposing the truth, the representatives no longer held back. They came straight to the point, offering deals from their respective schools.
A few days passed. After each conversation, the representatives left, handing over contact details before departing. The campus slowly settled back into quiet normalcy.
Zhang Yu stared at the digital document on his phone—his notes on all the offers he’d received.
Thanks to the Ritual, he’d already eliminated every non-Top Ten university.
Now, only ten schools and their programs remained on the list.
Zhang Yu mused: Wanfa University has a major suited for me, and another suited for A Zhen. The benefits aren’t the best, but they’re solid. Plus, I’ve got my sister’s support.
But…
His gaze shifted to Jin Gang University—the direct school of the Jin Gang Sect. They were deeply impressed by Zhang Yu’s Body Refining potential. They offered a direct PhD path, promised sponsorship for a Celestial Spirit Root, and even committed to helping him secure a military-side job upon enrollment. They’d also help him apply for military-grade Technique permissions in the future.
"Jin Gang Sect’s offer is the most generous."
"But their terms for A Zhen are weak."
He then looked at Tianjian University—the school tied to the Tianjian Gate. They were drawn to Bai Zhenzhen’s outstanding performance in the Foundation Establishment Exam and offered her the best package.
"From a benefits standpoint, I should go to Jin Gang Sect. A Zhen should go to Tianjian Gate."
"But if we both attend Wanfa University… even if the rewards aren’t top-tier, we’d have my sister’s help. We’d have better choices in majors and mentors."
"And we still have Fujie’s situation to consider…"
Ugh…
After hours of thinking, Zhang Yu still couldn’t make up his mind.
Choosing a university and major—this was like a second chance at life. Both he and Bai Zhenzhen were painfully cautious. The more they thought, the more they realized how hard this decision truly was.
Fujie spoke calmly: "Don’t rush. You can decide before the College Entrance Exam registration closes."
"And if you manage to gather enough money before the exam, buy a Spirit Root, and complete your Foundation Establishment… then the terms can be renegotiated. Might even make the choice easier."
Zhang Yu nodded. He decided to take his time.
Then, after wrapping up talks with all the university representatives, that night, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen received an invitation from Wang Zong of Luzhou Group.
They arrived at the 999th floor of Central Tower, as agreed.
Zhang Yu remembered last time they’d come here—during Li Xuelian, Xinghuo Immortal’s daughter, hosted an art exhibition.
But now, the 999th floor was completely transformed. The former exhibition hall had become a lavish mansion and office complex.
A young man in a crimson robe stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the night skyline of Songyang City.
As Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen arrived, the man turned.
He smiled gently. "Luzhou Tower isn’t finished yet. I had to make do here for now."
"I wanted to visit you at school, but I remembered you’ve been busy talking with university reps. Didn’t want to disturb you."
The moment Zhang Yu saw the crimson-haired, crimson-robed youth, his first impression was pure warmth.
There was no hint of hostility in those crystal-clear eyes—only sincerity, kindness, and openness.
It was a look Zhang Yu hadn’t seen in Kunxu… not for a very long time. He paused, momentarily stunned.
The man stepped forward.
"My name is Wang Yin. You can call me Wang Zong."
"We’ve met before. I watched your match in the final round of the Foundation Establishment Exam. Right then, I told myself: These two are mine."
Hearing this, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen both stiffened—realizing the same thing.
This guy’s from above.
Wang Yin smiled again. "I’m straightforward in how I speak and act. I like someone? I’ll throw money at them."
As he spoke, both Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s phones gave a soft vibration.
Wang Yin gestured. "Check your phones. Should be a transfer notification."
They glanced down.
Each saw a message: 5 million yuan deposited.
Their breaths hitched. Their hearts raced.
Was this the promised ten million?
Zhang Yu had expected some conditions—certain demands, strings attached. But this? A direct, instant transfer—no strings, no formalities.
In that moment, he had to admit: Wang Zong was the most generous, noble, and bold person he’d ever met. The kind of man who’d be the perfect Father Lord.
With a few more moves like this, they could easily afford a Celestial Spirit Root.
As Zhang Yu thought this, Bai Zhenzhen dropped to one knee—ready to bow and call him “Dad.”
But suddenly, golden light flared in the air. Runes materialized out of nowhere, instantly blocking her.
Zhang Yu blinked. Divine Power? He just cast a spell… without a Lushu, without drawing anything.
Fujie spoke, her tone grave: "Semi-Automatic Runeless Casting. His faith level is at least Level 8. He’s constantly connected to the Divine Power Network. Thought, and the spell follows."
"He’s definitely a top target for Zheng Shen’s surveillance. I’ll have to go into full hiding now."
As Fujie’s voice faded, Wang Yin waved his hand.
"I don’t like kneeling. I hate formalities."
"Keep studying. Keep cultivating. If you join a company later, work hard, contribute to Kunxu. Be a diligent person. Then my money won’t have been wasted."
Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were stunned—not by the ten million, but by the man’s sheer presence. He was charismatic, genuine, and utterly admirable.
Wang Yin continued: "This ten million? It’s purely because I admire you two. No strings. Talented people should earn more. That’s how Kunxu works."
"My next request? Decide freely. No pressure. Ask for whatever terms you want. Just be honest with yourselves."
With that, golden light flared again. A presentation slide materialized in midair.
"Luzhou Group has a few products we want to launch across the First Layer market."
"Originally, we planned to use the Foundation Establishment Exam as a hook—feature Ye Lingshao, and have other winners help promote them."
"But Ye Lingshao lost."
"Fortunately, you two are better."
"So I’d like you to be our ambassadors. Represent Oasis Company. What do you think?"
Zhang Yu responded immediately. "No problem."
He wasn’t a materialist. He agreed so fast not because of the money—he truly believed Wang Zong was different from every other Kunxu figure he’d met.
Wang Zong… maybe he’ll change the First Layer of Kunxu forever.
Bai Zhenzhen hesitated. "S-so… uh… what’s the pay?"
Zhang Yu glanced at her, thinking: A Zhen still thinks too much about money. With a man like Wang Zong, how could we ever run out?
Wang Yin chuckled. "My bad. Almost forgot to mention."
"Three million."
When Zhang Yu heard that, he had to admit—he felt a little disappointed.
Compared to the 5 million just moments ago, 3 million seemed… small.
Zhang Yu hesitated. "Uh… is that… uh… maybe a bit low?"
"Low?" Wang Yin’s eyes flashed with mild offense. He hated being told something was too little.
"I’ll raise it to four million. Two million each per month, starting next month, lasting until the end of next June—after your College Entrance Exam."
"Total: 68 million each."
Wait… so it was two million per month?
Now it’s four million?
Total 68 million?
Zhang Yu admitted he’d been shallow.
He stood up, his expression serious.
"Wang Zong, it’s an honor to be part of your campaign."
"Money isn’t the point. It’s the culture of Luzhou Group—we truly admire it."
(End of Chapter)
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