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Chapter 355: The Bond Between Siblings
Facing Zhang Pianpian’s inquiry, Zhang Yu glanced at the Dao Seed glowing on her chest, then at Yu Xinghan, who was chatting animatedly with Li Xiao. He sent a private message:
It’s fine, Senior, I don’t need the money right now. You take it.
Zhang Pianpian felt a pang of emotion. Back then, when she’d helped this little brother, it had been nothing more than a passing whim—she’d seen his potential and decided to test him. Who could have guessed he’d rise so fast? Now not only was he studying at Wanfa University alongside her, but he was offering her such a large sum of Lingbi.
Especially his words—“I don’t need it, take it.”
It wasn’t human. No one in Kunxu would say such a thing.
Yet, for some reason, hearing those words now, Zhang Pianpian felt something stir deep within her—something she’d never felt before.
She gave a slight nod, staring at Zhang Yu with quiet seriousness, and typed:
Alright, lend me 25 Lingbi. I’ll return it within half a year, at the latest, one year.
Zhang Yu:
Is 25 enough? Want me to give you 50 instead?
Zhang Yu thought: These past few months, I’ve tested him multiple times—this Dao Seed’s requirement for 50 Lingbi has never changed. So it really does need exactly 50 Lingbi.
He had long sensed his sister’s strength. Especially since arriving at Wanfa University—first, seeing her alter the Spirit Energy consumption data of her dorm, then witnessing her seal off the Network, hijack surveillance systems, and manipulate others’ Spirit Armors in the underground tomb. Combined with the cost of Taiqing Fulu—50 Lingbi—it was clear: Zhang Pianpian’s Dao Seed was extraordinarily powerful.
Well then… Taiqing Fulu! Open up!
Meanwhile, Zhang Pianpian stared at the message from Zhang Yu, her heart pausing for a beat. A flicker of hesitation crossed her mind.
For her, 50 Lingbi was obviously better than 25. But Zhang Yu only had 56 Lingbi total—lending nearly all of it in one go?
Before she could fully process it, she saw the transfer notification: 50 Lingbi had already been sent.
Zhang Pianpian:
Are you crazy?!
Who gives someone 50 Lingbi like that in one go?!
Her eyes fixed on Zhang Yu as if seeing a fool. In Kunxu, such an act was nothing short of madness.
Money was life. With money came potential, strength, future, and survival. Borrowing—especially 50 Lingbi—was borrowing one’s very life force, handing over one’s destiny to another.
And yet, Zhang Yu had made his choice. He was determined to lend the 50 Lingbi to activate her Dao Seed—no hesitation, no delays.
If I’m going to lend it, might as well do it cleanly.
So he replied:
Take it, Senior. I know you’re short on funds. Besides, the stronger you get, the better it is for me—someone’s gotta protect me, right?
Zhang Pianpian stared at Zhang Yu, heart pounding. The sight of her little brother willingly handing over his hard-earned 50 Lingbi for her—it stirred something deep inside her, a wave of emotion unlike anything she’d ever known.
She had witnessed countless Lingbi in her life—but nothing compared to this moment. Not even mountains of gold could match the value of the 50 Lingbi Zhang Yu had given her.
Is this… the bond of family?
Silently accepting the transfer, Zhang Pianpian felt a warm current flow from Zhang Yu’s body into her own—his Xian Dao Potential, his life, his future. And now, he had poured all of it into her.
Brother… I’ve felt your potential. I understand your heart.
I will make this worth it.
Just as Zhang Pianpian received the funds, she received a new message—an electronic Contract.
Zhang Yu glanced at it, surprised:
Repayment Contract? Starting next month, 5 Lingbi per month, 12 installments?
Zhang Pianpian:
I’ve taken the money. I really need more right now.
Sign this Contract, please.
You lend me money, I pay you interest. That’s how we honor our bond.
Zhang Pianpian thought: You lend me your money, I repay you with interest—this is what true family means. This Contract is our sister-brother bond.
Zhang Yu didn’t know the depth of her feelings, but since she insisted, he signed it.
With the Contract complete, Zhang Pianpian felt a deeper connection to Zhang Yu—something more profound than before.
Zhang Yu, meanwhile, watched her closely, curious to see how Taiqing Fulu would activate.
But all he saw was Zhang Pianpian closing her eyes, her Consciousness vanishing into the Deep Ling realm.
Moments later, when she opened her eyes again—without a sound—her Dao Seed ignited completely.
Taiqing Fulu (Spell) – Level 1
Zhang Yu thought: Did it work?
At that moment, Yu Xinghan grabbed his arm.
Come on, what are you waiting for? Class is starting.
First lecture of sophomore year—can’t be late.
Unable to savor the effect of Taiqing Fulu Level 1, Zhang Yu had no choice but to follow Yu Xinghan and Li Xiao to the classroom.
…
Inside the classroom, as Zhang Yu stepped in, he noticed the middle seat in the front row had been left empty.
Ying Xin waved him over with a bright smile.
Senior Brother, over here!
Seeing her eager expression, Zhang Yu thought: No wonder she’s a sixth-generation Civil Engineering prodigy. Adapts fast—just like her family legacy.
He sat down with Yu Xinghan on his left.
Li Xiao moved to take the seat on Zhang Yu’s right—only to be pushed aside by Ying Xin.
Ying Xin glanced at Li Xiao and said:
I’ve got something important to talk to Senior Brother about. You sit over there for now.
Sitting beside Zhang Yu, Ying Xin pulled out a small bottle of energy tonic and handed it to him.
Senior Brother, I came by your dorm last night but you weren’t there. So I decided to bring it here.
Zhang Yu took the bottle, initially dismissing it—until he uncorked it and saw the white powder inside.
Flour?!
You brought me flour in a medicine bottle?!
But then he froze.
Wait… no. This isn’t flour. This must be the Family Heirloom Ashes Ying Xin mentioned. But why is it so white?
Fujie said: That means the ashes are of high quality. The cremation was precise, possibly with metallic components. The person burned was at least at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Relief washed over Zhang Yu. So it’s not flour—it’s just bone ash.
Fujie added: Ying Xin deliberately hid it in a medicine bottle to avoid detection. Smart move—shows real Civil Engineering instinct.
Ying Xin watched him open the bottle and said: This is my Great-Grandfather’s. A little sprinkle of his ashes into concrete, combined with Blood Sacrifice, greatly increases structural strength.
You’ll be entering the Civil Engineering Competition this year, right? You’ll need this.
Zhang Yu looked at Ying Xin, weighed the bottle in his hand, then smiled.
Little Ying, I feel your heart. Thank you.
Ying Xin smiled back, silently thinking: With Zhang Yu as Director Gao’s Named Disciple, I’m now connected to the Director himself. Great-Grandfather, please watch over me. I’ll make you proud—become the top figure in construction one day.
Just then, the professor entered the classroom.
He stepped up to the podium and said straight away:
I’m Wei Huai. I’ll be teaching you this course on Engineering Geology.
Starting sophomore year, every Civil Engineering student must master large-scale construction techniques.
To perform these techniques effectively, you need deep knowledge of terrain, geology, and the natural landscape.
Zhang Yu sat in the classroom, using Wuliang Xin Nei Fashen to focus on two things at once—listening to the lecture while opening the Feather Scroll’s Dao Zong Spectrum, trying to sense the effects of Taiqing Fulu.
Level 2 upgrade requires 100 Lingbi from my sister?!
My sister’s talent really is expensive…
As he probed deeper, more details surfaced from the Dao Seed:
The only effect of Taiqing Fulu is to use the Ling realm to carve out a Spiritual Realm Cave Palace?
Zhang Yu felt a surge of curiosity. He desperately wanted to dive into the Ling realm right now and explore what this cave palace looked like, what powers it held.
But he remembered his sister’s warning: Avoid using Wuliang Xin Nei Fashen inside the Ling realm—it’s a Black Technique, too dangerous.
Without that technique, he couldn’t maintain focus on both lecture and Dao Seed exploration.
Can’t miss class.
Better try later.
As the lecture continued, Zhang Yu gradually began to grasp the relationship between large-scale construction methods and various terrain types.
The rest of the day, he stayed focused on his classes. Only after returning to the dorm did he stop using Wuliang Xin Nei Fashen and put on his Spiritual Interface Mask.
In an instant, as he activated Taiqing Fulu, his Consciousness shot through the Ling realm, streaking past a kaleidoscope of dazzling lights.
When he came back to himself, he stood before a misty, mountain-encircled temple.
He read the three characters at the entrance:
Taiqing Jing.
He stepped inside. The temple was small—just one main hall. Zhang Pianpian sat cross-legged in the center, facing a towering, faceless statue.
As Zhang Yu took a step forward, Zhang Pianpian suddenly turned, her eyes snapping open—filled with shock.
But then, her gaze hardened. A cold fury flickered beneath her pupils.
Zhang Yu can’t be here.
Who dares impersonate my brother and enter Taiqing Jing?
She raised her hand, forming a seal. The world trembled.
Zhang Yu felt a crushing force slam into him—his body felt like it was tearing apart.
In utter disbelief, he watched as his identity credentials, browsing history, bank account, and spending records burst from his body—floating like trash in the air around him.
Zhang Pianpian stared at the data, stunned.
Zhang Yu?… It really is you?
How did you get into Taiqing Jing?
(End of Chapter)
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