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Chapter 283: Civil Engineering Really Does Have a Future
In the Body Refining class, Zhang Yu was meticulously practicing the 20th-level Chunqiu Wujin Chan, while his Eye Armor quietly replayed the latest guidance from Lang Yougong. Thanks to the exceptional capabilities of the Shican Modong, every moment of Lang Yougong’s instruction had been captured in crystal-clear detail—allowing Zhang Yu to replay, analyze, and compare his own movements frame by frame.
“Refine the body along with the Spirit Root…”
“Once you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, the Spirit Root becomes part of your physical self.”
As Zhang Yu trained, he felt a faint pulse within his Qi Hai Linggen—just a slight surge, a tiny spark of renewed vitality.
It really works.
The Chunqiu Wujin Chan had already reached its peak at level 20—maxed out for the Foundation Establishment stage. His understanding of the technique was already profound, but he’d been missing one crucial element: Spirit Root integration. Now, with Lang Yougong’s sudden revelation, progress came swiftly. Each time he hammered his spirit essence and refined the Spirit Root, the Qi Hai Linggen seemed to grow subtly within him—slowly merging with his flesh, becoming more deeply entwined with his body.
While Zhang Yu absorbed the instruction and honed both body and spirit, Lang Yougong continued guiding other students. But by the time the bell rang, Yu Xinghan, Li Xiao, and several others still hadn’t received any personal attention.
Lang Yougong glanced at them, his tone calm. “Those who haven’t been guided—don’t worry. Body Refining isn’t something you can master overnight. There’s still plenty of time. We’ll continue next class.”
With that, he vanished in a flicker of light.
Li Xiao watched him go, sighing inwardly. Gong Shuijin and Ji Yuanchi—those two have boundless cultivation potential and elite resources. They don’t need his guidance. But us… the ones who actually need help? Getting a single word from him is like catching a star in a net.
It’s the drought and the flood all over again…
To earn even a glance from these masters, I need a better Eye Armor.
He opened his Eye Armor’s contact list and selected a distant uncle who had once ascended to the Second Layer. A message was sent.
Li Xiao: Uncle, can you lend me some Lingbi?
Li Xiao: I want to buy an Eye Armor—real Tianyan.
Uncle: You already have an Eye Armor, don’t you?
Li Xiao: Everyone else uses high-end Tianyan or Tiangong models. My cheap one makes classmates look down on me, teachers ignore me. It’s killing my progress.
A link appeared: [Borrow on demand, funds arrive in 3 minutes]
Uncle: Just enter my name when you log in. No need to thank me.
Li Xiao: Uncle, the platform’s interest rate is too high. Can I just borrow directly from you?
Uncle: If I need money, I’d borrow from the same platform.
Uncle: Besides—how can you go to university and still be too afraid of a loan to take one? Go back to farming in the First Layer. You’re wasting money just staying here.
Li Xiao stared at the message, letting out a quiet sigh. Yeah… if I can’t even handle the pressure of a loan’s interest rate, how can I possibly forge ahead on the Dao path?
He thought of Gong Shuijin and Ying Xin’s barely concealed sneers, of teachers’ subtle dismissals—cold glances, ignored questions. His resolve hardened.
He clicked the link.
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Meanwhile, Zhang Yu continued absorbing Lang Yougong’s teachings, then moved on to his next class.
Time slipped by swiftly, each lecture a torrent of Daoist knowledge flooding into his mind. His cultivation advanced almost constantly.
Spirit-body unity. Second Mind Technique. Martial Energy quality. Spirit Root integration.
And now, Foundation Establishment Technique. University Holy Body.
Zhang Yu felt an endless horizon of tasks ahead—boundless potential, infinite growth.
That night, back in the dorm, he resumed practicing the Foundation Establishment Body-Refining Seventy-Two Forms at the door.
Not long after raising the technique to level 13, Bai Zhenzhen’s avatar flickered to life on his Eye Armor.
“Yu-zi,” she smiled. “Did Gong Shuijin give you any trouble today?”
“No,” Zhang Yu shook his head. “Everyone’s actually pretty friendly. It’s just… the customs here are a bit different.”
Bai Zhenzhen chuckled. “Oh, by the way—I’ve met someone from the Tenth Layer. He’s got friends studying Dao Arts at Wanfa University. I’ll introduce you if you’re interested.”
“You’re still thinking about switching from Civil Engineering to Alchemy, right? Then you’ll need an Alchemy Department advisor. You won’t easily meet one in the Civil Engineering Department, so don’t rush. Let me find out some info first.”
“And don’t forget to send me your dorm address. I’ll send you some stuff.”
Zhang Yu hesitated. “Won’t the Qingqing God get mad?”
“Huh? Don’t be silly. Would I ever upset my mom?” Bai Zhenzhen laughed. “Just food—friends sharing snacks is normal. It builds bonds. And building bonds is part of cultivation.”
They chatted freely. Bai Zhenzhen spoke more than he did. Zhang Yu could tell—she knew more now, had more tools to help him.
He didn’t pretend otherwise. With their friendship, they’d already shared one Spirit Root, taking turns using it. Now that she’d risen, helping him was natural. And when he rose in turn, he’d help her in return. Simple as that.
But this time, Bai Zhenzhen ended the call herself.
“Alright, I’m done. I’ve got to focus on my training now. You stay sharp, keep pushing.”
After the call ended, she exhaled, a faint sigh crossing her lips.
Just then, a voice murmured beside her ear.
“Heh? Why didn’t you keep it open like yesterday?”
“Hmm… maybe you’re trying to save him network fees?”
Bai Zhenzhen pursed her lips. “Yu-zi just got to the Second Layer. He doesn’t have much Lingbi. This is exactly when he needs every coin.”
The voice chuckled. “So, you’re saying he’s poor.”
“Exactly. But good for you—your ability to care for others while poor is a rare gift. I admire that.”
“But such feelings… they can’t survive without money. They wither over time.”
“Because emotions require currency to sustain. So, the poor man’s affection? It’s only temporary.”
“Look at him—struggling to afford a call. Living like a rat. What right does he have to talk about loyalty? How long will your bond truly last?”
Bai Zhenzhen felt the sting of those words. That old hag… she’s only pushing me to cut the call to save network fees.
She didn’t answer. She knew the truth: if Zhang Yu were just an ordinary poor student, the gap between them would grow. The distance would breed silence. The friendship, over time, would crumble.
But she knew better.
Zhang Yu wasn’t just poor. He was super poor. Unparalleled poverty. A man with legendary cultivation potential.
With Yu-zi’s talent and Fujie’s aid, he won’t stay poor forever. He’ll catch up to me.
She didn’t speak her thoughts aloud. Not even her secret about Zhang Yu.
Instead, she said softly:
“I believe in Zhang Yu.”
The voice laughed. “Fine. Let him be your grinding stone. Let him provide the fuel for your future mastery of the Jiqing Sword Dao.”
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Wanfa University City, 125th Floor, Dormitory Area.
Zhang Yu watched Bai Zhenzhen’s image vanish.
Ah Zhen… her voice today felt… faster. Like she was in a hurry.
And she ended so early…
Did she think about network fees? Was she trying to save me money?
The thought ignited a fierce fire in his chest.
Damn it… I can’t even have free communication with my best friend?
In an instant, his training intensified.
He moved like lightning, carving through the Foundation Establishment Body-Refining Seventy-Two Forms with brutal efficiency—simple, lazy, yet terrifyingly fast.
Every repetition was a vow:
I will get stronger. I will earn money. I will have network freedom. I will talk to A Zhen 24/7 without a second thought.
Driven by this unprecedented focus and hunger for speed, by the time the first class of the next day began, Zhang Yu had already advanced the technique to level 17.
If I keep this pace… two to three days, and I’ll hit level 20 on this Foundation Establishment technique.
Then, within a month—I’ll master the University Holy Body.
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The first class of the day was titled Engineering Array Drawing and Interpretation—a foundational course in the Civil Engineering Department.
The classroom was enormous, seating hundreds. Alongside Zhang Yu’s Foundation Establishment cohort were numerous Qi Cultivation students.
A teacher stood at the front, his entire body shimmering with golden light—so much so that his flesh was nearly indistinguishable. He spoke:
“I am Tu Lishan, your instructor for this course.”
“We’ll be covering the creation and interpretation of engineering Array blueprints.”
The students—especially the Qi Cultivation ones—gazed at him with awe. His Spirit Armor was undoubtedly expensive, a symbol of wealth and status.
At Wanfa University, the richer the student, the more potential they were seen to have. And the wealthier the teacher, the more authority they commanded.
This teacher’s so rich… his words must be right.
He earns so much—he must be incredibly capable!
Civil Engineering really is a promising path—look at how much money it brings!
These thoughts buzzed through countless minds. Attention sharpened. Focus deepened.
Tu Lishan continued.
“You will all become pillars of the Civil Engineering world. Our standards? You must understand Dao, master construction, lead teams, and hold valid certifications—those are the core skills of our department.”
“To develop construction skills, quality inspection ability, and pass your certification exams—this course will demand your full attention.”
“Because remember: before you build a tower, you must first lay the Array. Whether it’s beneath your feet in University City or out in the distant medicinal fields—every structure is infused with intricate, sacred Arrays.”
(End of Chapter)
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