Chapter 328: Wang Yin Dao Heart Shattered
During the time Zhang Yu was cooperating with Tian Yang, he had been living off Wang Yin’s daily financial support—enough to eat every day, replenishing his body with spiritual essence from food, strengthening his foundation and nourishing his essence. Professional masseurs attended to him daily, aiding in the recovery of his body and accelerating his physical restoration after each cultivation session.
"As for the side effects from the masseurs? Of course, I overcame them with supreme willpower," Zhang Yu thought with a smirk.
Combined with massive doses of tiger-wolf tonics and the spiritually charged atmosphere of the graveyard, his cultivation conditions had never been better. His progress was skyrocketing—far surpassing anything he’d experienced before.
"If Wang Yin knew I was just playing along with Tian Yang, pretending to be manipulated while never leaving the construction site after work, he’d be furious. He’d probably hate me even more."
Hearing this, Fujie chuckled. "After knowing the truth, the first one to suffer will be himself."
Zhang Yu raised an eyebrow. "Himself?"
Fujie grinned. "To fool someone, the most important thing is making them benefit. Only when they’ve tasted profit, enjoyed the gains, will they willingly dive into the deception—deep enough that even when they realize it’s a scam, they won’t want to face it."
"Wang Yin is wealthy. Just hatred alone wouldn’t make him so eager to get involved."
Fujie mused, "I suspect what I guessed earlier was right—you’ve become his inner demon. He needs you to fill the cracks in his Dao Heart, to strengthen it."
"But if he learns the truth—realizes you weren’t manipulated by him, but instead used his resources to further your cultivation… his inner demon would grow stronger. His Dao Heart’s flaws would deepen. Rather than recovering, it might even regress."
Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered. "So… that means I now hold a card to use against him?"
Fujie’s tone remained calm. "But this card isn’t only in your hands."
Zhang Yu’s mind raced. Tian Yang… and his friend from Youming University? Could it be that Youming University is the one digging the pit for Wang Yin?
With limited information, the full picture remained like a blind man feeling an elephant—fragmented, incomplete.
Still, he decided to push aside such thoughts. He needed to focus on his own cultivation. In Wanfa University, grades, rankings, and cultivation level were the only things that guaranteed his survival.
He took a deep breath and resumed his breathing technique.
For the next few days, Zhang Yu’s routine was relentless: cultivation, work, online classes, meals, massage, frequent Lingbi-spending on various cultivation services, and occasional help for Yu Xinghan and Le Mulan’s cultivation.
Each day felt too short. He wished he could split himself into multiple bodies.
And yet, his cultivation advanced at an astonishing pace.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Zhang Yu was once again cultivating at the construction site.
His Dao Heart had reached Level 14 (25.3%).
He felt the growing firmness of his will, and in his mind’s eye, the white ox—striding through thick black mud—now stood taller, more confident.
After reaching Level 15 Dao Heart, I can attempt the second heart technique, he thought.
Funny… I haven’t even tested my compatibility yet. I wonder which cultivation method best suits me… and the Cannibal Cow Serenity Heart Technique?
At the same time, the flow of his Martial Energy surged like a torrent. His Martial Energy had climbed to 610.9, and its quality reached 165%.
With every movement, his aura erupted—waves of force rolling out like storm clouds, forming whirlpools, twisting steel networks, dismantling debris, clearing trash…
Then, suddenly, his entire body trembled.
He felt his flesh and blood merge seamlessly with his Martial Energy and aura—like water and milk.
Physical Strength Level has broken through to Level 15.
Though his main focus had been the Breathing Technique, whenever he had time, he’d still train his Physical Strength. Especially with daily meals, regular massages, and the constant 30x gravity from the Jiuyu Zhenyue Belt—his strength had finally reached Level 15.
"Just as Lang Yougong said," Zhang Yu murmured.
He flicked a finger.
The aura rippled like water, spreading far beyond, striking the wall over ten meters away with a crisp snap.
Now that his Physical Strength Level had reached 15, he felt his Martial Energy and body merging more deeply—his aura now an extension of his limbs.
Every punch, every kick—its force amplified and projected through the aura.
Later, he tested it in the teaching zone. His aura transmission efficiency was 35%, with a maximum range of 38 meters.
That meant 35% of his power could be transmitted via the aura. And that 35% could reach up to 38 meters. Beyond that, the aura’s strength decayed rapidly.
"To improve transmission efficiency and maximum range," Zhang Yu mused, "it depends on my Mana Level, Martial Energy Quality, Physical Strength Level, and martial skill."
"Need to improve across the board. Slow and steady."
He spread his fingers slightly, exerting gentle force.
At over ten meters away, Wuxiang Yun'gang formed—a perfect hand-shaped aura—gently lifting a brick.
The aura had become his new hands. Will and motion, instantaneous.
"Work just got a whole lot easier."
But beyond physical strength, Zhang Yu’s biggest gain was Lingbi.
Though he’d spent a lot, the Lingbi Tian Yang sent him—especially after their fake “overtime failure” act—had steadily increased his balance.
After the last performance, Tian Yang had traded a Spirit Artifact produced by Youming University with Wang Yin, then paid Zhang Yu half the market price: 22.5 Lingbi.
Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sigh. "Wang Yin really is a fat sheep. One man is supporting so many people, so many jobs."
His current Lingbi balance now stood at over 29.1.
As for how to spend it—there were too many options. He hadn’t decided yet.
Just then, two figures approached with excitement.
Yu Xinghan: "Bro!"
Li Xiao: "Yu Ge!"
Yu Xinghan was eager. "Come on, let’s go for massage!"
Li Xiao didn’t speak, but his eyes sparkled, clearly hoping for a spot.
Thanks to Wang Yin’s generosity, not only did Zhang Yu get multiple masseurs daily, but Yu Xinghan and Li Xiao could also sneak in whenever there were open slots—since Wang Yin was paying for it all.
Zhang Yu pulled up Tian Yang’s image in his Eye Armor. "Looks like they haven’t arranged it yet."
His daily massages were always pre-organized by Tian Yang, then confirmed to him.
Yu Xinghan’s expression fell slightly. In his mind, his third eye spun. Sigh… I’ve almost mastered all their techniques. Will they really not schedule today?
Using the mimicry function of his Third Eye Ability, Yu Xinghan had been secretly learning the masseurs’ techniques.
At that moment, Zhang Yu received a message from Tian Yang:
Situation may have been exposed… Youming University.
Wang Yin stared at the video playing in his Eye Armor, his expression darkening with each passing second.
In the video, Zhang Yu was devouring food—eating bowl after bowl of Tianjing Rice, wolfing down platters of Dragon Liver and Phoenix Gall—without a hint of fatigue, his face calm, breathing steady.
After five bowls of rice and three plates of meat, he showed no signs of strain—his digestion was astonishing.
This video was captured earlier, during a banquet hosted by Ye Xingli, when Zhang Yu had eaten like this.
Watching Zhang Yu eat with such ease, Wang Yin sneered. "So… this is the real extent of his appetite?"
More revelations flooded his mind.
"Tian Yang… Zhang Yu…"
Wang Yin gritted his teeth. "You’re mocking me?"
The thought of being tricked—after pouring so much money into trying to control Zhang Yu, only to see it backfire and fuel his cultivation—ignited a volcanic rage inside him.
And as fury surged, his Dao Heart—already restored to Level 16—began to tremble.
His face flushed, then paled. His Martial Energy went wild. His body felt out of control. His internal organs twisted in pain.
Spit!
He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His Dao Heart dropped to Level 15—and continued to fall.
"Damn it… Tian Yang, you bastard, working with Zhang Yu to deceive me?"
"Mo Xingzi too? He’s the one who introduced Tian Yang to me—was this his plan all along? To dig a pit for my Dao Heart?"
Wang Yin knew he shouldn’t panic. But the thoughts kept flashing—images of being mocked, of Zhang Yu secretly gloating—each one shaking his Dao Heart further.
His inner energy threatened to spiral out of control.
Then, a woman’s voice rang in his ear.
"My son, you need not worry. I instructed Mo Xingzi to do this."
"Mother?" Wang Yin froze—shock, fury, confusion all warring within. "You… sent Mo Xingzi to deceive me?"
The voice was calm. "I only asked him to reveal the crack in your heart. I didn’t expect him to actually find Zhang Yu and use him to provoke you."
She didn’t let him speak. "My son, from birth, you’ve had nothing but success. Then you mastered the Dizhe Huangxin heart technique. Yet I’ve always feared one thing."
"This technique was forged by the emperors of an ancient dynasty. It thrives when things go well—but collapses when they don’t. And even immortals face setbacks. What about us?"
"Human strength has limits. Even with all your wealth, failure is inevitable."
"The key isn’t avoiding failure—but knowing how to rise after it."
"Zhang Yu is just a beggar, digging in the construction site. You can punish him with money. But what if next time, your opponent is richer, more powerful? Then what?"
Wang Yin whispered, "Mother… are you asking me to change my mindset? To fix my inner flaw?"
"Yes." Her voice was soft but firm. "A technique should aid the cultivator—not bind them. You must master the technique, not be mastered by it."
Wang Yin still struggled. "But Zhang Yu…"
The voice cut in. "Zhang Yu? A mere ant. He’ll always be someone else’s tool. Think—what truly damaged you? Was it the tool… or the hand that wielded it?"
"Zhang Yu? He’s nothing to me."
"I care only for the crack in your heart."
"This time, your Dao Heart regressed—but it also exposed the flaw. This is your chance to mend your mind, to complete yourself. If you fail, you’ll never reach Jin Dan. You’re not worth the Lingbi."
"But if you succeed… I’ll arrange a mentor for you. Prepare for your postgraduate entrance exam over the next year. Then, when you break through to Jin Dan, reach the Yuan Ying stage—you’ll look back on this Zhang Yu… and see only a corpse in a tomb."
…
Since learning the truth had been exposed, Zhang Yu remained on high alert, bracing for Wang Yin’s retaliation.
But days passed. The end of May approached—and yet, everything remained eerily quiet.
As if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu’s sixth Breathing Technique was finally completed.
Qi Mai Chang Liu unlocked the First Layer effect.
(End of Chapter)
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