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Chapter 251: Securing the Celestial Spirit Root
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Ziyun High School.
Lian Tianji sighed, "While ordinary high school students like us are still obsessing over student loans, comparing interest rates across microfinance platforms, and hunting for bank fee discounts... the strongest high school students have already started raising funds for cultivation using nothing but their own names."
"Ah, Zhang Yu... compared to us, his Xian Dao Potential isn't just on a different level—it's from another dimension entirely."
"I really envy the first-place student who gets to learn alongside him every day."
Then, Lian Tianji suddenly froze.
"Wait... I remember the interest rates from those platforms were around..."
He jotted down the interest rates from each lending platform.
He mused: "Zhang Yu's borrowing terms—repay at 1.3 times the amount."
After comparing the two, Lian Tianji's eyes suddenly lit up.
"So... if I borrow from the bank, then lend it to Zhang Yu at 1.3x, I could just sit back and make a profit?"
But the risk immediately struck him.
Would Zhang Yu actually repay the loan?
Then he recalled the boy’s current status—Kunxu First Layer’s strongest high school student, on the verge of Foundation Establishment, with a reputation that had already spread far and wide.
"I’ll do it!"
"If I survive this trial, my Xian Dao Potential will undergo a complete transformation!"
"Whether I go to university or eventually achieve Foundation Establishment—everything might come down to this one move!"
...
Bailong High School.
Song Hailong stared at his phone, unimpressed.
But then, Yu Xinghan appeared beside him out of nowhere.
"Hey, little Song—lend me some money. I’ll return it at 1.05x."
Song Hailong blinked. Then he remembered Zhang Yu’s 1.3x repayment rate.
Could this guy really be...?
Yu Xinghan pressed: "Huh? You not listening to the top student in class?"
"And I’m not refusing to pay back. Don’t be so stingy."
"Go ahead—lend me whatever you can. Even a few ten thousand is fine."
After receiving the transfer, Yu Xinghan smiled and walked toward the next student.
This low-borrow, high-lend strategy earns me a nice interest spread, he thought.
As for why he didn’t just take out a loan?
Loans? No way. Loans demand repayment at a fixed time—no flexibility.
But borrowing from classmates? Smaller amounts, sure—but much safer. If this investment fails, I can drag it out for ages.
...
Songyang High School.
After completing the transfer, Wang Hai muttered under his breath: "Kid, hurry up and establish your Foundation."
"Once you do, I, Wang Hai, will officially become a teacher who nurtured a Foundation Establishment cultivator."
"Hmph. My teaching career... will finally be complete."
Meanwhile, on the training ground, Lei Jun quietly put away his phone.
He sighed inwardly: "Though I’ve never accomplished much in life—failed to obtain a Foundation Establishment Certificate after ten years at university—still... at least one of my students has made it."
"Go on, Zhang Yu."
"Take my potential."
"Let the higher-ups see—poor people can achieve Foundation Establishment too."
...
Inside Songyang High School, a Student Union official rushed up to He Dayou.
"President! Did you see the group chat message?"
"Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen are borrowing money!"
"Could this be a scam?"
"Should we kick them out? Mute them?"
Now a senior, He Dayou exhaled softly.
"I’ve confirmed it. It’s genuine—Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen really are borrowing."
The official hesitated: "Then... should we intervene?"
He Dayou fell silent.
With their connection to Luzhou Group’s Wang Zong, how could they possibly be short on funds?
Is something wrong on their end?
He remembered his first year—how he’d looked down on Zhang Yu, the poor boy, convinced he’d never catch up.
But now, with the decline of the He family, and the fall of one aristocratic clan after another in Songyang City, his perspective had shifted.
Rich or poor... in Wang Yin’s eyes, me, Zhang Yu, and Bai Zhenzhen—what’s the difference?
We’re all just First Layer paupers.
He looked at the younger student and said calmly: "Leave it. Let them be."
After the official left, He Dayou glanced at the group chat.
Then, without hesitation, he sent over ten thousand yuan.
"For the sake of us all being poor—this is all I can do."
...
Over the past nine months, thanks to Luzhou Group’s publicity and the immense prestige of the Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had become household names—legendary figures in the First Layer, inspiring countless students.
Nowhere was this more evident than in their hometown, Songyang City.
Not only were Songyang High students proud, but even students from Bailong High School would puff their chests proudly whenever they thought of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen visiting for cultivation exchanges.
"I watched every single one of their sparring sessions back then! I even bought front-row kneeling tickets—was just a few meters from them!"
Now, as news of their borrowing spread, it captured the attention of thousands.
"No wonder they’re the strongest high school students—borrowing money like this is majestic!"
"Seriously! To climb the Kunxu peak, you’ve gotta know how to borrow!"
"If Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen weren’t good at this, how could they even be the top?"
"Is this real? Could it be a scam? @Group Leader"
...
Luzhou Tower.
Wang Yin received the news of Zhang Yu’s borrowing spree almost immediately.
"That poor kid."
His eyes narrowed.
"Because I froze his account, he’s trying to borrow money to cultivate?"
"Doesn’t he realize... without our company’s promotion, he’d be invisible. Who would lend him money?"
The thought of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen leveraging the fame and reputation built by Luzhou Group to raise funds made Wang Yin furious.
It’s like they’re stealing from the company’s foundation.
Traitorous dogs...
"Immediately freeze his new account! Ban their social media! Did you hear me?"
Zheng Shen’s voice echoed in his ear: "We’re already trying, but his account permissions are high—someone with Zheng Shen-level support is shielding him."
Wang Yin frowned. "You can’t handle it?"
"It seems... the same group that’s been secretly investigating and sabotaging us lately."
His eyes flashed with cold intent.
"Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen... I’ve done so much for you, poured so much into you. And you dare conspire with outsiders? Betray the company?"
"Ungrateful dogs."
He dialed Chi He’s number.
"I’ve already cleared the path with the Inspection Team. No more interference."
"Hurry—find them. And..."
"They might order a Celestial Spirit Root. Keep an eye on the courier services."
...
Within just three hours, waves of transfers poured in.
Zhang Yu’s account balance surged:
49.58 million
52.7 million
56.1 million
As Zhang Yu stared at the numbers climbing, it felt like countless hands reached out from across the world, passing their Xian Dao Potential through the screen—injecting it into his body.
He could feel it.
Under the collective momentum of so many, he was steadily ascending toward the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Then Fujie spoke up, watching the numbers climb.
"Almost enough to buy the Celestial Spirit Root."
"But Wang Yin must already know you’re borrowing."
"He’ll guess you’re trying to fund your Foundation Establishment. He’ll try to intercept the delivery."
"Also... during the Foundation Establishment process, you won’t be able to move for at least 30 to 60 minutes."
"Someone has to protect the root. And protect you."
Bai Zhenzhen stepped forward.
"I’ll do it."
"A Zhen!" Zhang Yu said sharply. "They’ll come for you!"
Bai Zhenzhen smiled.
"That’s exactly why it’s our advantage."
She tapped her temple.
"I’m not acting on impulse. I’ve thought this through."
"Wang Yin can’t tolerate failed deals with the company. His main goal is to capture me."
"As soon as I appear, he’ll throw most of his forces at me."
"And since they need the transaction to succeed, they won’t kill me easily. But I’m willing to fight to the death—another edge."
"Plus, they know we’re buying the Celestial Spirit Root. We can turn that knowledge into an advantage."
"In short... I’m the best one to protect you."
She smiled at Zhang Yu.
"Yu, your job now is to focus on cultivating. Only when you succeed can we win this battle. Only then will our two years of high school effort mean something."
"Promise me, Yu."
In that instant, Bai Zhenzhen threw her arms around him.
"You have to succeed."
Feeling her unwavering resolve, the rhythm of her heartbeat against his chest, Zhang Yu tightened his hold.
"A Zhen... you must survive until I’ve established my Foundation."
...
Whoosh.
In the northern outskirts of Songyang City.
A courier zipped forward in a blur of afterimages, racing toward the delivery point.
Following the agreed location, he arrived at an abandoned factory and advanced deep into its core.
At the same time, Chi He’s voice crackled through his earpiece.
"Keep going."
"Turn right."
"This is the room. The tracking signal is coming from inside. Knock first."
"Don’t worry—we’ve surrounded the building. We’ll storm in anytime."
The courier took a deep breath and knocked.
"Celestial Spirit Root has arrived. Is anyone inside?"
He knocked again and again.
No answer.
Then, with a creak, the door slowly swung open—on its own.
The courier froze.
Inside the room: empty.
Just a Human Skin lying on the floor.
He immediately radioed in.
"Zhang Yu stripped off the Human Skin! They’re not here!"
The Human Skin Wang Yin had given Zhang Yu was equipped with tracking.
Since the moment they began tracking, Luzhou Group had activated it.
But due to Zheng Shen’s interference, they’d never been able to pin down their exact location.
Outside the factory, Chi He heard the report.
Could it be a trap? Did he know we’d intercept the delivery?
Then, a terrifying killing intent slammed down on him.
The air crackled with electricity—charges surged violently, making his skin burn.
(End of Chapter)
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