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Chapter 281: University Course
Zhang Yu looked at Bai Zhenzhen and said, “Don’t worry, A Zhen. If anyone dares to bother me, I’ll make sure to call you.”
“Mm-hmm,” Bai Zhenzhen replied with a soft smile, then suddenly frowned. “Too bad I can’t transfer Lingbi to you today.”
“Mom (the Qingqing God) found out about the last transfer, gave me a scolding, and forbade me from sending you any more Lingbi.”
“Ugh, how stingy. It’s only 5 Lingbi! Don’t worry—I’ll figure something out. I’ll find a way to get you the money later.”
Zhang Yu quickly interjected, “A Zhen, don’t stress over this. In Tianjian University, you should really keep the God’s feelings in mind. Don’t do anything to anger him.”
Fujie added, “Right. Don’t end up on the enemy list of a Cultivation Elder just because you keep showering Zhang Yu with money.”
Zhang Yu nodded. “A Zhen, next time you send money, don’t mention my name. Just send it to Yu Xinghan… wait, no—”
He paused, thinking. “You could send it to my sister, or Le Mulan. I’ll just take it from them secretly.”
Bai Zhenzhen puffed out her chest. “Relax. I know what I’m doing. If anything comes up, I’ll talk to you first.”
They continued chatting warmly. After a few turns, Bai Zhenzhen seemed to be urged by someone behind her, and finally, with a hint of lingering disappointment, she said, “Yu-zi, I have to go practice my Breathing Technique now.”
Zhang Yu nodded understandingly. “Go ahead. I’ll hang up.”
But Bai Zhenzhen suddenly turned back, listening to someone speaking, then smiled. “No worries—keep the call open.”
“Mom said we can keep the communication active while practicing separately. It helps strengthen friendships, and prepares us for the Jiqing Sword Dao.”
From then on, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen didn’t end the projection call. Instead, they each began their cultivation practice.
Though they didn’t speak anymore, Zhang Yu continued practicing the Foundation Establishment Body-Refining Seventy-Two Forms. Occasionally, he caught sight of Bai Zhenzhen’s silhouette sitting in meditation, her Breathing Technique flowing smoothly beside him. It felt just like back in the First Layer, when she was still by his side, training together.
Though Bai Zhenzhen had her eyes closed, lost in her own cultivation, thanks to the advanced Ling Network technology, she could clearly hear Zhang Yu’s movements and breathing through the connection—so vivid, so close, as if he were right beside her.
It all felt like the past again. A small, contented smile tugged at her lips.
Hours passed in silence.
Bai Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes, exhaled deeply, and said, “Yu-zi, I have to go to class now.”
Foundation Establishment Body-Refining Seventy-Two Forms: Level 8 → Level 9
Zhang Yu stopped his practice and nodded. “I should head to class too.”
“See you tomorrow night.”
“See you tomorrow night.”
After exchanging farewells, a flicker of light flashed—Bai Zhenzhen vanished like a phantom from Zhang Yu’s sight.
Then Zhang Yu mentally summoned his current data usage display. A grimace crossed his face. “Even though it feels great having A Zhen train with me… if I keep using this much data every day, I’ll burn through my entire monthly allowance in just a few days.”
“Guess maintaining friendships in the Second Layer really isn’t cheap.”
Just as Zhang Yu was muttering to himself, the dorm door creaked open. Yu Xinghan called out, “Zhang Yu, have you eaten? We’ve got class soon—don’t be late for the first one today!”
He glanced at Zhang Yu’s expression and asked curiously, “Why the long face? Did you realize your bond with Bai Zhenzhen has cooled off during your call? She’s a Cultivation Disciple now. You should be preparing for that.”
Zhang Yu waved it off. “Stop making things up. You don’t understand our friendship.”
Yu Xinghan scoffed. “Come on, what friendship doesn’t change? You think Old Deng never had close comrades-in-arms back in the day?”
“After he fell to the First Layer, how many reached out to help him?”
“Feelings are fleeting. Money is real. It’s the only thing that turns into your cultivation, your strength—something that stays with you forever.”
“So now that you can still talk to her, you should ask her for as much Lingbi as you can. Grab it while you can. Even if you’re not friends later, at least you’ll profit.”
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes. So this is your idea of “preparing”? Just squeeze every Lingbi you can out of her?
He walked into the dorm, pulled out the Synthetic Food from the First Layer, and began eating while opening his course schedule on the Eye Armor.
The schedule had been posted yesterday in the Foundation Establishment Class group. It listed all courses scheduled for the next three months.
“These three months are unified Foundation Establishment Stage courses,” Zhang Yu thought.
“After that, September will bring the new semester. Then we’ll choose our own courses based on our preferences.”
“Until the end of next academic year, rankings will be finalized, and student standings—and rewards—will be determined…”
Zhang Yu mused: That means I’ve got a full year to cultivate. Wonder how high I can climb on the rankings.
He glanced at his palm. The black symbol was nearly filled. Clearly, the Feather Scroll would open a new chapter in just a day or two.
Besides the course schedule, Zhang Yu had also received a friend request yesterday—this one from Zheng Shen.
The Zheng Shen who assigned me a teacher?
After passing the Foundation Establishment Exam, one of the rewards was the ability to choose a personal mentor. But Zhang Yu hadn’t accepted the request yet. He didn’t know any teachers at Wanfa University, so he wasn’t in any hurry.
The other party clearly understood this. They simply told him to take his time, and that he could decide by the end of his first year.
In addition, 2.5 Lingbi in scholarship had just been credited to his account, pushing his total Lingbi balance past 12.
Just then, Yu Xinghan, still eating, remarked, “Hey, when did people around here stop eating real food?”
Zhang Pianpian spoke up confidently. “In Kunxu’s Second Layer… once a top-tier sect’s Medicine Garden, it’s always been cultivating medicinal herbs for the sect.”
“Later, to expand production and increase efficiency, they began recruiting ordinary people to tend the plants and taught them Immortal Dao Technologies.”
“As more people came, schools formed. Eventually, it evolved into today’s universities. Many here are now reserve disciples of the sects.”
“To maximize profit from selling herbs to the upper tiers, corporations and universities kept expanding their cultivation zones, cutting back on food farming and livestock.”
“Over time, real food became increasingly expensive. So people started using the leftover scraps from medicinal herb processing—turning them into supplements that replenish energy, stamina, and bodily nutrients.”
“Food got expensive. Medicine got cheap. Naturally, more people started eating pills to survive. Then someone discovered that Cement was the cheapest way to suppress digestion… and so, Cement became popular.”
Zhang Yu raised an eyebrow. “Then what do the ordinary people here eat? Without cultivation, wouldn’t the medicine and Cement be too intense for them?”
Zhang Pianpian chuckled. “The common folk in Wanfa University City live below the 100th layer—places even cultivators rarely go.”
“Their condition… hard to describe. But you could say they’re happy. Really happy.”
“If you’re curious, come visit sometime when you’re free.”
“Anyway, the current state is a balance—between universities, corporations, sects. It’s humanity’s adaptation to the environment.”
“After all, in Kunxu, to climb higher, you must learn to adapt. Here, eat pills if they’re cheap. Later, if food is cheaper, just eat food.”
Yu Xinghan listened, then nodded thoughtfully, remembering Xinghuo Immortal’s teachings. “You’re right. We should adapt too.”
He extended his hand. “Give me some Cement.”
In his other hand, he held the Synthetic Food. I’m not eating this. Food’s expensive here—so I’ll sell it. Maybe I can make some Lingbi.
Le Mulan reached out too. “Can I have some? I want to adapt to this environment as soon as possible.”
Yu Xinghan glanced at Zhang Yu. “You not joining?”
Zhang Yu shrugged. “I’ve already learned to control my digestive system. I can suppress it at will—no need for external aids.”
Yu Xinghan mentally cursed. Damn it, he’s doing it again.
Having trained alongside him in the First Layer for so long, he knew just how terrifying Zhang Yu’s talent really was.
Zhang Pianpian looked at Zhang Yu with surprise, then nodded in admiration. “Little Yu… it’s clear you’ve made real progress these past two years.”
After finishing breakfast, the group followed their Eye Armor’s navigation to their classroom.
Zhang Yu and Yu Xinghan dashed through the Yuan Ci Channel, their forms streaking with electric sparks.
Yu Xinghan urged, “Hurry up! Being late means a fine.”
Zhang Yu remained calm. “The classroom’s on the 200th layer. It’s less than a kilometer from the 125th Floor Dormitory Area. We’ll be there in no time. No need to rush.”
Inside the classroom, most students were already seated, but the teacher hadn’t arrived yet.
…
Just seconds before class began, every student’s Eye Armor flickered—simultaneously displaying a projection.
It was a phoenix, its entire body blazing with intense fire.
The phoenix’s gaze swept over the room, cold and indifferent. Then a woman’s voice echoed:
“I am your instructor for today. You may call me Feng Jiu. I will be teaching you the Fundamental Dao Heart Course for Foundation Establishment.”
“I usually work in the Deep Ling Realm. My physical body has been in stasis for years. What you see now is merely my image in the Ling Realm.”
Zhang Yu thought in surprise: So this is a virtual teaching session?
Fujie piped up, “What? The teacher’s here? I didn’t see anything!”
Before Zhang Yu could explain, Yu Xinghan said, “Zhang Yu, look—the phoenix!”
Zhang Yu sighed. “You’re still lagging behind again.”
Yu Xinghan finally realized his new Eye Armor had a slight delay—fine in empty areas, but noticeable in crowds.
“Ah well. It’s not a big deal. The Ji Hu brand is cheap, after all. The performance is a bit weak, but it’s enough for class. I’ll upgrade when I earn more Lingbi.”
(End of Chapter)
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