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Chapter 249: Frontline Military Grade
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After hearing Zhang Yu’s question, Deng Bingding briefly outlined the current situation.
Thanks to the efforts of several Zheng Shen, along with numerous contracted workers, the investigation into Luzhou Group’s illegal activities was nearing completion. With the power of Zheng Shen at their disposal, exposing these crimes could immediately cripple Luzhou Group—bankrupting countless employees, severely weakening the corporation’s structure, and shattering its dominance.
Zhang Yu wasn’t surprised. Given Luzhou Group’s ruthless tactics, Wang Zong’s connections, and his ambition to reshape the entire First Layer and dismantle countless noble families, it was absurd to think the company operated without breaking laws.
But for years, Luzhou Group’s immense power and Wang Zong’s influence had kept these transgressions buried—either suppressed, hidden, or quietly resolved by sacrificing pawns.
In short, every method had been used to minimize fallout, ensuring that Luzhou Group and Wang Yin’s grand plans remained undisturbed.
Deng Bingding continued:
“…But no matter how many of Luzhou Group’s subordinates collapse or die, none of it matters if we can’t take down Wang Yin himself.
He’s got wealth beyond measure. He could recruit new loyalists at any time—after all, the job market’s brutal. There are always hundreds of high school grads and university students desperate enough to throw their resumes at him.
And he’s not just rich—he holds a First Layer Murder Permit and a Crime Immunity Certificate.
In most cases, even if he commits crimes, he can simply pay a fine to avoid consequences.
Only in rare cases where fines won’t work would a Second Layer or higher authority need to review his actions before any arrest could be made…”
What the hell is a Murder Permit? A Crime Immunity Certificate?
Zhang Yu felt a surge of disbelief. He’d known Wang Yin was powerful, but hearing this made him mentally curse Kunxu’s system.
Deng Bingding added:
“The most straightforward and effective solution? Severely injure his soul, forcing him to retreat upstairs for recovery.
With Wang Yin gone from the First Layer, Luzhou Group—already rife with internal conflicts—would collapse into chaos in no time. Then, it’d be easy to dismantle.”
Zhang Yu replied:
“Then why not have Xinghuo Immortal, that Jin Dan Great Cultivator, handle him?”
Deng Bingding sighed, almost pitying.
“Xinghuo is old now. He’s lost the courage for such a bold move.
Only someone like you—this young prodigy—has the spirit and boldness to stand up for the millions of souls in the First Layer.”
“Besides, you’re already an outsourced member of the Inspection Team. That gives you a legal pretext to act against him.”
“We Zheng Shen have all prepared. We’re ready to support you fully—strike hard, drive Wang Yin back to the upper layers.”
Zhang Yu felt a chill. The Sixth-Rank Zheng Shen was already heaping praise on him. But instead of flattery, it only deepened his wariness.
You guys—Jin Dan and Sixth-Rank Zheng Shen—won’t lift a finger. You want me, a high schooler, to charge into the front lines?
But after years of navigating Kunxu’s treacherous politics, Zhang Yu wasn’t about to refuse outright.
He wasn’t eager to lead the charge—but he was eager to negotiate. To extract benefits.
He shook his head, feigning regret:
“Sorry… I’m just a high schooler. I’m not much good. I couldn’t even beat Wang Zong’s semi-automatic runes. I’m afraid I’d be useless in this.”
Deng Bingding replied:
“Wang Yin came down here to earn a Divine Spirit Root permit, to rebuild his foundation using the root.
To descend faster and prepare for rebirth, he deliberately erased his foundation-level cultivation. Right now, he’s still in the Qi Refining Realm.”
“We can cut off his network, temporarily disable his semi-automatic runeless casting.”
“And we’ll keep his subordinates occupied—give you a clear shot.”
Through the phone, Deng Bingding painted a picture of Wang Yin—now weakened, vulnerable, reduced to the level of an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator.
But Fujie’s voice echoed in Zhang Yu’s mind:
Don’t believe her hype.
“Foundation Erasure” isn’t just losing cultivation—it severs the bond between spirit root and body.
The spirit root is ruined, martial energy and physical strength plummet.
But even so, Dao Heart Level retains some core essence. Even if martial energy and strength drop, he’s still far above a mere Qi Refining cultivator.
In short, Wang Yin is still immensely powerful—way beyond any ordinary Qi Refining cultivator.
And don’t forget—this guy’s down here. Who knows what kind of spirit armor or protective treasures he’s carrying?
She’s making him sound too easy. Don’t underestimate him.
If you fight him, you must be at Foundation Establishment Stage first. Only then is it remotely safe.
Push her harder—ask for more.
Zhang Yu nodded mentally. Then, he shook his head again, looking genuinely troubled:
“No, no… even if he’s weakened, he still has spirit armor, treasures, and countless hidden techniques. Who knows how many tricks he’s got left?”
“I’m barely even at Qi Refining. I don’t have a military-grade flying sword, spirit armor, or a Celestial Spirit Root. How can I possibly fight him?”
Deng Bingding rolled her eyes. She knew exactly what he was doing—bargaining for benefits.
She wasn’t surprised. In Kunxu, no one does favors for free. If someone didn’t ask for anything, she’d suspect a trap.
She cleared her throat, then declared:
“I’ll personally approve a 20 million interest-free loan to support your mission.”
Zhang Yu mentally scoffed: Two million to fight Wang Zong? These Zheng Shen are seriously greedy.
Still, he shook his head.
“It’s not that I don’t want to help. It’s just… I’m too weak.”
“I’d need a military-grade flying sword, or a military-grade spirit armor, or a Divine Spirit Root—maybe even a military-grade technique—just to stand a chance.”
Deng Bingding’s eyes narrowed. Military-grade gear? This kid’s appetite is insane.
She replied:
“With your current level, you don’t need those. You can still win.”
“We’ll lend you a treasure—a relic capable of severely damaging Wang Yin’s soul. Once his soul is wounded, the First Layer can’t heal him. He’ll have to retreat.”
Zhang Yu sighed again, playing the reluctant hero:
“I’m afraid my strength isn’t enough. I’d rather just pass you intelligence on Wang Zong—act as an inside source…”
After several rounds of negotiation, Zhang Yu slowly uncovered Deng Bingding’s limits.
She was unwilling to provide physical assets—no military-grade weapons, no spirit armor, no core treasures.
But she was generous with Electronic Scrolls, technique copyrights, and the rental of spirit armor and relics.
Eventually, Deng Bingding agreed:
If Zhang Yu took the lead, she’d not only provide the 20 million interest-free loan, but also lend him a Foundation Establishment Stage spirit armor, and three Foundation Establishment Stage techniques.
The spirit armor was the same one Zhang Yu had seen during his Foundation Establishment Exam—the Jiaolong Lingqi.
And the three techniques? The most valuable part.
One of them was a Pre-Military Grade Technique. Once a top-tier cultivation method, it had been phased out due to advancements in Immortal Dao technology. Now it was rated Expert-Level, and had yet to hit the market.
Deng Bingding said:
“Foundation Establishment techniques are rare in the First Layer. This Pre-Military Grade one? Almost impossible to obtain.
Even other Foundation Establishment cultivators would need to spend tens of millions to buy it—if they could at all.”
Zhang Yu couldn’t help but feel a thrill at the mention of that technique.
Deng Bingding added:
“As for the other two techniques, we’ll match them to your current Qi Cultivation Stage. Once you advance, we’ll provide follow-up techniques based on your path.”
Zhang Yu’s own techniques had all hit a wall at Level 10—because Qi Refining Stage had its ceiling.
But once he entered the Foundation Establishment Realm, some techniques would unlock their Foundation Establishment versions. With the right Electronic Scroll and copyright, he could push them to Level 20—the peak of Foundation Establishment cultivation.
That meant:
Once I reach Foundation Establishment, I can immediately choose two techniques to upgrade—pushing my existing Qi Refining techniques past Level 10.
But if he just provided intel and played a support role? Deng Bingding would only approve a few hundred thousand to a million in interest-free loans.
As she put it: They don’t lack information. They lack someone bold enough to strike at Wang Yin.
Zhang Yu didn’t say yes. Didn’t say no.
He said he needed time to think—wanted to discuss it with Bai Zhenzhen and Fujie.
Deng Bingding replied coolly:
“Then I’ll wait for your good news.”
“Once you agree, I’ll approve the 20 million loan immediately.”
Though the 20 million tempted him deeply, Zhang Yu held back.
After hanging up, he shared everything with Bai Zhenzhen and Fujie.
Even though they’d been listening, he repeated it all—just to be safe.
Fujie said:
“Three Foundation Establishment techniques… including one pre-military grade.
That’s a solid reward.”
Bai Zhenzhen added:
“But fighting Wang Yin head-on? Too risky. He knows us. We know nothing about his real strength.”
“And even if we win… he’ll never forget us. He’ll hunt us.”
Fujie warned:
“If you’re going to fight him, you must reach Foundation Establishment first.”
“Right now, every small improvement in power means more safety, more chances.”
“Even if you don’t fight him directly, reaching Foundation Establishment will make you far more secure.”
“Stop delaying. Do it now.”
“Zhang Yu—let Bai Zhenzhen transfer the money to you. Buy the Celestial Spirit Root.”
Zhang Yu understood. Compared to Bai Zhenzhen, he had the Feather Scroll. Once he learned Foundation Establishment techniques, his cultivation speed would skyrocket—turning potential into real combat power fast.
“A Zhen’s foundation establishment… will have to wait.”
If not for this situation, Zhang Yu wouldn’t have wanted to spend A Zhen’s money, or borrow millions with massive interest.
He’d been planning to wait a few more months before buying the Celestial Spirit Root.
But now, the situation had changed. He had no choice but to act fast.
Bai Zhenzhen didn’t hesitate. She pulled out her phone, ready to transfer.
Zhang Yu knew—on Kunxu, bank accounts weren’t just money. They were spiritual capital, the foundation of cultivation.
To break through to Foundation Establishment using a Celestial Spirit Root, you needed at least 58 million in spiritual capital.
Good thing we’ve saved up over these past nine months. Combined, my funds and A Zhen’s are enough.
But just as Bai Zhenzhen initiated the transfer, her account was frozen.
Then Wang Zong’s call came through.
“Zhenzhen… why are you suddenly sending Zhang Yu so much money?”
He chuckled.
“I knew you’d get a big sum when the company transferred funds. I was afraid you’d go wild spending it.”
“So any large transaction triggers a notification to me. I use a spell to temporarily lock it.”
“You’re sending this much… Are you planning to cultivate?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Foundation establishment is risky. If you’re going to do it, come to Luzhou Tower. I’ll guard your cultivation.”
(End of Chapter)
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