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Chapter 364: Blocking His Immortal Path Is Blocking My Immortal Path (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
That night.
Zhang Yu, in the middle of channeling Martial Energy into Le Mulan, couldn’t help but keep flashing back to the advertisement video he’d seen earlier. A restless unease gnawed at him. In his arms, Le Mulan felt hotter than ever—almost unbearable.
Zhang Yu couldn’t help but mutter inwardly: “Maybe I should just go take a quick bathroom break?”
Fujie replied instantly: “You think that’s what you really want? Think about your goal—you’re aiming to enter the Top Ten Sects! How can you let something like this ruin your progress?”
Le Mulan squirmed slightly, her voice barely a whisper: “Zhang Yu… your lower part’s getting kind of hot.”
Just as Zhang Yu’s breathing grew heavier, Bai Zhenzhen’s communication device lit up again—like a bucket of cold water dousing a fire. The sudden chill helped him suppress the urge.
He activated the call. After a quick glance at the surroundings, Bai Zhenzhen’s expression turned serious. “You’re selling Martial Energy to Le Mulan?”
Zhang Yu couldn’t explain the Feather Scroll or Dao Seed situation, so he simply nodded—confirming it by default.
Bai Zhenzhen frowned. “Do you realize how dangerous this is right now? What’s your current state? How fragile are you, really? Can you even handle this? Just sitting there, holding Le Mulan while dumping energy into her?”
She sighed in dismay. “You’re not holding Le Mulan—you’re holding a direct ticket to a plummeting performance record!”
“If you lose control, all the cultivation you’ve done over these past days will be for nothing.”
“Don’t trade a few small gains for a massive loss.”
“Don’t you remember we promised to enter the Top Ten League together?”
Zhang Yu nodded. “Don’t worry, A Zhen. I’ve got this under control. I can handle it.”
Bai Zhenzhen insisted: “Then every time you do a transaction with Le Mulan, you’ll send me a full video recording.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you. It’s just a form of supervision—something to remind you, to add an extra layer of restraint.”
Zhang Yu felt reluctant, but he knew this was Bai Zhenzhen’s way of looking out for him. He also thought about the heavy academic load at university and his long-term ambitions.
“…An extra layer of insurance isn’t a bad thing.”
“Alright, A Zhen. I’ll do it.”
After ending the call, Le Mulan asked, “Was that Bai Zhenzhen?”
Seeing Zhang Yu nod, she didn’t seem surprised. After all, she’d been seeing him receive her calls at all hours lately.
Now, she finally voiced a question she’d been holding back for a long time.
“Zhang Yu… do you want to have children?”
“Hiss…” Zhang Yu sucked in a sharp breath. His remaining willpower felt drained.
He glared at her. “What are you even talking about?”
Le Mulan said calmly: “The company wants to buy your Breeding Copyright…”
Zhang Yu refused without hesitation. “No way.”
“And remember—don’t just blurt things like that out at random times.”
Time passed in quiet struggle and effort. A month slipped by before they knew it—now it was late October.
Zhang Yu had successfully cultivated four techniques of his Martial Dao Holy Body. His Deposit, boosted by multiple salary increases, had finally broken through the 9 Lingbi mark. With his sister’s additional 5 Lingbi this month, it totaled 14 Lingbi.
…
Inside the Simulation Construction Site.
Yu Xinghan was giving Che Yufei a massage, his fingertips channeling force through his Spirit Armor, pushing energy deep into Che Yufei’s body.
Che Yufei relaxed, his brow smoothing. “Seriously? You’re giving a discount?”
Yu Xinghan grinned. “Of course—for teammates! If you like my work, tell your friends. We can add each other as contacts. For every successful referral, I’ll give you a rebate.”
“Oh, by the way—does Shi Huaixu usually get massages? I can tell she’s got deep-seated cold in her body. She really needs one.”
As he spoke, Yu Xinghan used his Third Eye Ability to observe the ongoing battle between the two fighters—Shi Huaixu and Zhang Yu—analyzing their movements, probing for patterns.
Shi Huaixu attacked with every move, kicking up massive waves of sand and dust, like a collapsing mountain range pressing down on Zhang Yu.
“Zhang Yu, in our upcoming matches, we might face opponents who’ve held Class Rank One for three consecutive years. They’ve mastered three of the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme techniques, including Xiao Sanhe.”
Zhang Yu felt the sandstorm surge like a tsunami, threatening to swallow him whole. He could only counter by reinforcing the sand with the Xuanhuang Zhenyue Seal, then blasting it apart with Fanning Yin’s explosive force.
In that moment, his mind flashed back to Ma Xuan—the one who’d first demonstrated Xiao Sanhe to him.
The first three supreme techniques of Civil Engineering, when combined into Xiao Sanhe, allowed mastery over earth qi. The user could manipulate the ground beneath them through an invisible force field—controlling nearly all metals and minerals within range.
Shi Huaixu continued: “You’re strong and resilient, your defense is legendary. Once they notice that, they won’t try to defeat you—they’ll aim to trap you.”
“That’s when Xiao Sanhe becomes even more effective.”
“You need to learn how to endure it longer.”
Zhang Yu planted his feet firmly, channeling a surge of Xuanhuang Qi into the ground. The rising sandstorm was instantly weighed down, momentarily suppressed.
He roared: “Are you broke or what? Can’t even fight with any strength left?”
At that moment, the sandstorm suddenly dispersed.
Shi Huaixu grimaced, clutching her waist.
Zhang Yu blinked in surprise. “Sister…?”
She shook her head. “It’s nothing. If you can’t handle a little provocation during training, how will you handle it in real competition?”
“Honestly? My kidney’s acting up again. I just… thought I saw a family of three standing in front of me.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll watch a few ads, earn some coupons, calm myself down. You two keep training.”
Zhang Yu thought to himself: This sister of mine has been Class Rank One for years—how can she be this broke?
…
Shi Huaixu: Failed in stock trading, bankrupted last year. Now uses second-hand Spirit Armor, even her right kidney is a ghost kidney—residual consciousness only.
Che Yufei: On the brink of death. A man racing against time, likely to die any day on the construction site.
Shi Yunxiang: Hmph… an alien.
Tian Yang: Average across the board—just an ordinary talent.
Xiao Qingxuan: The one to watch in this team.
Ji Yuanchi scanned through the data of Zhang Yu’s competition team, muttering to himself: Besides Xiao Qingxuan, the rest are just useless.
“Zhang Yu… you really picked this team?”
He shook his head. There was no longer any concern for his opponent.
All I need to do now is focus on myself. Just make sure we secure a good rank.
After all, in Ji Yuanchi’s mind, no matter what, his team would still finish higher than Zhang Yu’s.
…
Outside Zhang Yu’s dorm.
Li Xiao glanced at Xuan Ge, nodding familiarly. “Here again?”
Though not friends, they’d often crossed paths at Zhang Yu’s door—enough to earn a nod of recognition.
Li Xiao thought: This guy… also wants to get into Zhang Yu’s circle, huh?
Xuan Ge thought: This guy… also wants to train with Zhang Yu’s group? Been showing up since last year. Real persistent.
A moment later, the dorm door opened. Le Mulan stepped out.
Zhang Yu’s voice came from inside: “Xuan Ge, come in.”
Xuan Ge smirked. Glancing at Li Xiao, he thought: I’ve already gotten ahead of you. You just stay out here and wait.
Watching the door close on Li Xiao, Xuan Ge felt like he was seeing last year’s version of himself.
Li Xiao’s heart jolted. Why does this guy seem more at home here than I do?
Then he remembered: he hadn’t sat next to Zhang Yu in class lately. His competition team application had been rejected. It felt like the distance between him and Zhang Yu was growing wider by the day.
Inside the dorm, Zhang Yu sent the newly recorded video with Le Mulan to Bai Zhenzhen.
…
At Tianjian University.
Bai Zhenzhen quickly scanned through the video, her expression puzzled.
“Why does Zhang Yu look both in pain and… happy at the same time?”
Suddenly, the voice of Qingqing God echoed in her mind: “That’s desire. If you want to understand it, you could try a restoration surgery—experience it firsthand.”
Bai Zhenzhen rejected instantly: “Who’d want that? It’s useless for cultivation. A complete waste of time.”
Qingqing God replied: “Desire is part of the Jiqing Sword Dao. How could it be useless?”
“Every emotion can become nourishment for the Jiqing Sword Dao.”
“For example—when you heard that conversation about having children, didn’t you feel anything inside?”
Bai Zhenzhen frowned slightly. “At first, I was surprised.”
“But from the rest of it, they were just discussing selling Breeding Copyright. When dealing with such a business—seed rights, contracts, details—of course they’d talk about it. It’s perfectly normal. What’s the issue?”
Qingqing God pressed: “But given Zhang Yu’s clear interest in physical women—don’t you think he’ll eventually build a family? Have children?”
“He’ll have a real family.”
“And you… won’t be the one closest to him anymore.”
“Your bond will slowly fade.”
Bai Zhenzhen chuckled. “Impossible. Zhang Yu is at the critical stage of forging his Immortal Path. He’s not going to do anything like that.”
“Starting a family, reproducing—those are only for when an Immortal Path hits a dead end and can go no further.”
“Besides, we made a promise—to enter the Top Ten League together. He won’t let anything distract him from his Xian Dao potential.”
Qingqing God asked: “But what if he really wants to?”
Bai Zhenzhen answered without hesitation: “He’s my best brother. I’m like his second mother. Blocking his Immortal Path… is blocking my own.”
“So of course, I’ll stop him. I won’t let him make a wrong choice.”
“I’ll even perform the Sterilization Surgery myself.”
“Honestly? I’ve wanted to cut that root of trouble out of him for ages.”
“He refuses now, but it’s only because his hormones are in control. Once he regains clarity, he’ll understand my intentions.”
After a long silence, Qingqing God sighed. “You young people today… your mindset really is different from the old days. But in a way… it’s refreshing.”
Bai Zhenzhen stood up. “Alright, back to cultivation. The Flying Sword Tournament is almost here.”
Time flew. As Bai Zhenzhen continued her cultivation, November slipped by—most of it already gone. She had already set off toward Wanfa University.
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