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Chapter 290: Le Mulan's Mission
When Zhang Yu first saw the description of Zhanmo Yunshou Gong, he couldn’t help but doubt—was this really the technique Civil Engineering students were supposed to learn?
He quickly checked the user reviews.
"Just young and your lifespan isn’t worth much? Work one day, spend two—still feels like a profit. Now you gotta sacrifice more life to earn more money, so you can afford longevity supplements later."
"The times have changed. With how advanced immortal-grade medicine has become, Zhanmo Yunshou Gong isn’t as deadly as people claim. Just take the right pills, and you can keep side effects at a minimum—even use it long-term without fear."
"I’m a sophomore in the Civil Engineering Department. I’ve seen so many seniors complain about this technique. But honestly, if it shortens your lifespan to earn more, isn’t it just accelerating your work time? You work fewer years but earn more money. If you can’t handle this, how could you possibly survive anything else?"
"Be grateful. A few centuries ago, our profession was called corvée labor. You’d finish the job with no pay, and sometimes even be buried alive—no mere lifespan reduction. Kunxu has come a long way."
Reading these comments, Zhang Yu confirmed one thing: Zhanmo Yunshou Gong was indeed a staple technique in the Civil Engineering Department. And he confirmed another.
"These reviews… are all bots, right? Or maybe they’re just being sarcastic."
"Damn… does Civil Engineering really require this kind of desperation?"
What left Zhang Yu speechless was the shift in purpose. Originally, Zhanmo Yunshou Gong had been used for combat—brief, intense bursts of power. Now, it was being used for overtime work—sustained, long-term use, requiring constant medicinal support.
Fujie, listening nearby, smirked. “Heh. So you finally get it? Otherwise, why do you think Golden Core Immortals don’t just do the work themselves and pocket the money? Why hire you Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Cultivation practitioners?”
“Because most Civil Engineering tasks eat up their cultivation time, and wear down both their bodies and Spirit Armor. That’s why they outsource it.”
“Let’s be real—there’s no such thing as easy money lying around. If you want to make it big in Kunxu, you’ve got to suffer. No pain, no gain.”
“But don’t worry too much about Zhanmo Yunshou Gong,” Fujie added. “Your body’s built differently. Your physical endurance, your regenerative ability—both are extraordinary. What would cost other cultivators years of lifespan? For you, it’s barely a dent.”
“As long as you keep the physical wear within your limits, you’ll be fine.”
Zhang Yu nodded slowly, recalling the enhanced bodily vitality from the Cannibal Cow Serenity Heart Technique, and the unparalleled healing power of the Martial Dao Holy Embryo.
“If I use this technique again in the future, I’ll need to switch my Chain Law Diagram set to the Martial Dao Holy Embryo.”
“But… the Martial Dao Holy Embryo is a Qi Cultivation-level set. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator like me, its effects are already weakened. In the long run, I’ll probably need to collect a Foundation Establishment-level Martial Dao Holy Body too.”
A fleeting thought passed through his mind. Zhang Yu resumed his cultivation of Zhanmo Yunshou Gong, letting Martial Energy flow through his meridians, unlocking latent potential in preparation for the explosive burst.
After observing him closely, Fujie confirmed: “Security is still stable below the 100th layer. When you get the chance, find a spot under 100 and help me set up a Ritual.”
“I haven’t used a single Ritual from that 2nd-level Evil God yet.”
…
Outside the dorm.
Zhang Yu and Yu Xinghan exchanged blows, their fists and feet clashing in rhythm. Zhang Yu guided Yu Xinghan’s Body Refining practice using Lang Yougong, steadily increasing the degree of their Spirit Root Fusion.
Back in the First Layer of Kunxu, under the guidance of Xinghuo Immortal, they had already refined their method of mutual cultivation. Now, with Lang Yougong enhancing their synergy, progress came rapidly.
And in this dynamic, combining Chunqiu Wujin Chan with Yu Xinghan’s Body Refining was currently the fastest way for Zhang Yu to increase his Physical Strength Level.
“After all, Shi Tu Shen Gong, Zhanmo Yunshou Gong—Yu Xinghan doesn’t even know I’m cultivating them. Both techniques have their strengths: one strengthens the flesh, the other unlocks potential and enables explosive power. But for pure numerical boosts to Physical Strength Level? Nothing beats Chunqiu Wujin Chan.”
Zhang Yu watched the increasingly visible Dao Seed forming on Yu Xinghan’s body. “To replicate the Third Eye Ability, I’ll need to raise his Spirit Root Fusion Degree to ninety percent.”
“He’s currently around seventy percent—just like me. According to Master Lang, it’ll take three months at best, six or more at worst.”
“Wonder what the Third Eye Ability actually does…”
Le Mulan stood nearby, watching with quiet envy. She almost wished she could trade places with Yu Xinghan—desiring the efficiency of his Body Refining training.
But reality stung. She was still only at the Qi Refining Realm. How could she possibly spar with Zhang Yu, who had already reached Foundation Establishment?
After a brief greeting, Le Mulan left the dorm and headed toward the Pharmacology department’s teaching zone.
…
As soon as Le Mulan sat down in the classroom, a young man approached and took the seat in front of her.
She glanced at him—Xuan Ge, her classmate, currently ranked fourth.
Xuan Ge looked at her with clear admiration. “Le, you have a unique constitution, right? Your Martial Energy naturally carries a chilling aura—frozen Martial Energy?”
Le Mulan nodded. “Xuan, what do you need?”
Xuan Ge smiled. “You know I’m from the Third Layer, right? I’ll be taking the Foundation Establishment Exam next year. I’ve already been accepted as a disciple by a Golden Core Immortal in Pharmacology.”
Le Mulan blinked, then said, “Congratulations.”
Xuan Ge leaned forward slightly. “You might be wondering—why would someone like me, with such bright prospects, come to talk to someone like you—just a mid-tier student?”
He smiled again. “Yes, your grades aren’t outstanding, and you’re from the First Layer. But your innate frozen Martial Energy? That’s something no other student can replicate. I want to be friends.”
What he truly wanted to say—“I want to cultivate with you in a dual cultivation pact.”
But Xuan Ge wasn’t driven by lust. Though Le Mulan’s icy beauty and her pair of purple Eye Armor eyes were undeniably striking, his focus was always on cultivation.
He wanted to combine her frozen Martial Energy with his own scorching, blazing energy—creating a powerful synergy in dual cultivation.
He knew dual cultivation was discouraged in most high schools—too many students lost focus and ruined their futures. But in university, especially among the Top Ten, things were different.
Getting into the Top Ten proved their discipline and self-control. If both partners had innate specialized Martial Energies? That was even more encouraged.
He’d heard at Hehuan University, they even grouped together students with innate specialized energies—organizing dual, triple, even dozens of cultivators sharing cultivation—massively accelerating their progress.
But Xuan Ge knew: jumping straight into a dual cultivation proposal would seem too eager. She might demand payment. So he decided: first, be friends. Then, dual cultivation could be free—or at least discounted.
This was a lesson from a senior, and Xuan Ge believed it completely. Every coin saved on the immortal path meant more progress in the future.
Just as Xuan Ge studied Le Mulan’s expression, a message flashed within her Eye Armor.
Le Jingchen: I sent you 0.5 Lingbi. Did you get it?
Le Mulan: Yeah, got it. Thanks, Brother.
Le Jingchen: The Le family in the Second Layer is far ahead of us. They’re separated by the First Layer. Resources go to their own first. Only when we prove ourselves with achievements will we be truly accepted—invested in.
Le Jingchen: You said you’re living with Zhang Yu, right?
Le Jingchen: Can you help me get some Yu Zhi?
In the classroom, Xuan Ge noticed Le Mulan’s distracted expression.
“Me, a Third Layer cultivator, asking to be friends with her? Is she really that stunned?”
“Le?” he said.
Le Mulan barely responded. “Hmm.”
Le Jingchen: The company here is interested in Yu Zhi. If you can get more, we’ll have a better shot at standing out in the Second Layer.
Le Mulan: We’re four people in the same room. It’s not easy. If others find out, they might want some too. You said not to let anyone know.
Le Jingchen: So what? There are two other people nearby. Can’t you sneak it when no one’s looking?
Le Mulan: After the last time, he’s cautious around me. Hard to sneak anything.
Le Jingchen: Got it. Just follow my plan—be bold, take initiative. Steal from the fire, grab the chestnut. Easy.
Le Mulan: But… it feels wrong.
Le Jingchen: Lanyan, you’re not in high school anymore. You’re a university student now, in the Second Layer. Many things you couldn’t do in high school? Here, you can do them—and do them big. Stop dragging your high school mindset into this.
Xuan Ge noticed her breathing had quickened. Her face looked tense.
“This woman… is acting strange.”
“Le?” he said again.
Le Mulan snapped back to reality, looking at him. “Xuan, I need to be alone for a while. Let’s talk later.”
…
93rd Layer
With a roar, Zhang Yu completed another round of Zhanmo Yunshou Gong cultivation. The technique had now reached Level 10.
Fragments of training visions flashed through his mind.
“After Level 10, Zhanmo Yunshou Gong unlocks a second burst—costing years of lifespan…”
“The first burst—combined with the Martial Dao Holy Embryo, body activation, and extra pills—can be used safely for a limited time, no side effects.”
“But the second burst…”
Zhang Yu paused. He decided not to try it.
“Less than two weeks left until the end of the three-month foundational course. If I push hard, I should reach Level 20 before the exam.”
Just then, Fujie spoke.
“Zhang Yu. It’s time to perform the Ritual.”
(End of Chapter)
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