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Chapter 409: Lian Tianji
"Ah, Yu Xinghan was right all along."
Since Lian Tianji became Lian Tianji, watching his videos now is not only boring—it's actually useful for quitting sex.
"That's because both I and Yu Xinghan failed to transcend the illusion of physical form. We're still trapped by our own biological limitations, unable to approach the Dao of Yin-Yang with a pure, unclouded heart."
Zhang Yu had to admit—on this point, he and Yu Xinghan truly lacked any natural talent in the path of Mutual Cultivation.
As the stirring desire within him gradually faded, Zhang Yu felt the restless impulse in his heart momentarily subdued.
He thought to himself: "Could this be a side effect of today’s experimental drug?"
"It’s supposed to affect even the most iron-willed resolve."
"If an ordinary college student were exposed to this, they’d be in complete disarray right now."
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly noticed Le Mulan’s complexion had turned slightly flushed, her breathing growing heavier.
Zhang Yu’s gaze sharpened. He quickly asked, “Did you participate in the drug trial too?”
Le Mulan nodded faintly. “Mm… breaking down the drug’s effects, adjusting its potency within my body… it’s part of my training here…”
She barely got the words out before letting out a soft whimper, her body curling forward as she bent over.
When she lifted her head again, her eyes were blurred with a glistening haze.
“S-so… strange…” she murmured.
Zhang Yu stared in alarm. "Le Mulan’s sterilized, isn’t she? How could this drug still have such a powerful effect?"
At the same moment, Le Mulan parted her lips slightly, exhaling waves of hot breath that brushed against Zhang Yu’s face.
The sweet, cloying scent emanating from her body made Zhang Yu’s mind reel—his focus nearly slipping again.
He swiftly projected Lian Tianji’s video and pulled Le Mulan to watch it together.
As she watched Lian Tianji interact with others in the video, her breathing deepened further. Her mind whispered: "This is a Hehuan Sect video, isn’t it?"
"Zhang Yu… is he trying to get me to learn this with him?"
The thought sent a fresh surge through her blood. Her skin flushed deeper, her heartbeat accelerating.
"I have no experience with this kind of cultivation… I must study carefully, so I can keep up with Zhang Yu…"
Even as her mind grew hazy, she forced herself to stay alert, memorizing the movements shown in the video. Her tongue darted out slightly, unconsciously mimicking the motions—trying to learn.
Then Zhang Yu spoke: “This is Lian Tianji.”
Le Mulan blinked. “Huh?”
Zhang Yu continued: “That woman… is Lian Tianji.”
He sent a communication request to Lian Tianji.
In an instant, the scene before them flickered—Lian Tianji’s image materialized before them.
“Zhang Yu,” Lian Tianji said with a smile, “why the sudden contact?”
Zhang Yu shared the screen with Le Mulan and replied, “Me and Le Mulan were watching your video. She’s curious about your current form.”
Lian Tianji chuckled. “The Holy First Rank has watched too? Thank you for the support. I hope my video helps you both.”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Lian Tianji mentioned he had to continue his cultivation and ended the call.
Le Mulan stared in disbelief, her mind flashing between the past image of Lian Tianji and the present one. Her previously foggy eyes slowly cleared.
Zhang Yu watched her, thinking: "Just as I suspected—Le Mulan lacks the talent for this too. She can’t transcend her biological constraints, nor can she treat this video as spiritual nourishment for the Dao of Yin-Yang. But it’s perfect for abstaining from sex."
Le Mulan turned to him. “Why did he change like that?”
Zhang Yu explained: “Their Foundation Establishment Class has two tracks. One allows only Class Rank One students to be men. The other allows only Class Rank One students to be women. Lian Tianji chose the first.”
Le Mulan’s eyes widened. Then, admiration filled her voice. “Lian Tianji’s high school results were excellent. Even after entering Hehuan University, he never slackened. He chose a path of total transformation.”
“He must have spent a fortune and poured immense effort into this journey.”
Zhang Yu nodded. “The side effects of this experimental drug are still lingering. Though our mental influence has been erased, traces of the drug remain in our bodies.”
“We should suppress the residual effects together—using Cold Ice Martial Energy.”
The two pressed their four palms together. Waves of Cold Ice Martial Energy surged into each other’s bodies, forming a quiet, powerful exchange.
---
Hehuan University
In a classroom, students were cultivating together, striving to grasp the Dao.
After ending the call with Zhang Yu, Lian Tianji sighed inwardly.
"Zhang Yu and the top-ranked student… watching my video together?"
He remembered how, during high school, he had always dreamed of studying alongside Zhang Yu and Le Mulan—but never had the chance.
"Now, they’re watching my video… It’s almost as if I’m learning with them."
A faint sense of belonging warmed his heart. A small, relieved smile touched his lips.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
“Sister! You’re zoning out!”
Lian Tianji replied calmly, “I was just in communication—using it to refine my Dao Heart. The Dao of Yin-Yang requires cultivating a heart beyond form, beyond the world, beyond body, society, thought… beyond all external and internal attachments.”
The voice asked, “Sister, do you have time tomorrow?”
Lian Tianji smiled slightly. “Still want to catch up? Then bring all your junior college classmates.”
He knew full well: at Hehuan University, cultivating only with classmates wouldn’t get you ahead.
To progress faster and further—either ascend or descend.
Ascend meant studying with seniors, professors, even school leaders. But that was far beyond his means.
So he chose descend—selecting junior college and lower-tier students as his furnace vessels, using them to fuel his own cultivation.
“Don’t blame me. Blame yourselves—your exam scores got you here. You’re no longer human in the eyes of the world. Now, serve me.”
In silence, he vowed: "Help me reclaim what I lost."
---
Yin Jiurao studied the drug testing report Le Mulan had sent.
"Managed to resist it, huh?"
"I’d planned to use Le Mulan to plant seeds in Zhang Yu’s mind."
"But it’s clear—she’s too small, too thin. Her charm isn’t strong enough. Ordinary drugs won’t sway Zhang Yu."
"Should I try a different one?"
"No… that would be too obvious."
Yin Jiurao opened the Network Station, thinking: "Better to find someone skilled in Deception Seeds."
---
For the next few days, Zhang Yu worked at the construction site and underwent drug testing—yet he didn’t experience another surge of blood heat. He concluded the drug’s side effects had likely been adjusted.
"Good. Saves me from distractions in my journey to abstain from excessive sexual desire."
Now, not only did he refuse to sell his seeds, he was reluctant to part with any other bodily resources.
It wasn’t just about cultivating better after abstaining from sex—though that was part of it.
The real reason? His Divine Spirit Root.
Zhang Yu thought: "Qinglian Jiantai is constantly adjusting my body, moment by moment."
"Who knows what might be detected if someone examined me now? Something… unusual."
"Better not risk it. Besides, I wouldn’t get much for it anyway."
That evening, after leaving the construction site, Zhang Yu returned to his dorm, logged into the Ling Realm, and entered the Simulation Laboratory set up under Zhang Pianpian’s name.
Here, he began simulating the Tianqing Caiyun Dou cultivation technique.
He activated Tenfold Acceleration. Instantly, alchemy materials and equipment materialized, swirling in sync with his Gang Qi and Martial Energy.
That day, he advanced the Alchemy Technique to Level 7—costing a fortune.
The Simulation Laboratory wasn’t priced by time, but by the Ling Realm Computing Pool resources consumed during simulation.
With Tenfold Acceleration, he drained massive resources in an instant—spending over 5.6 Lingbi in a single session.
"Alchemy is so damn expensive."
"Good thing I’m not slow."
Zhang Yu thought: Most alchemy students don’t have my Feather Scroll talent. They’d need far more attempts, burning far more Lingbi.
Next, he checked his deposit.
Though he received 5 Lingbi monthly from Zhang Pianpian, 10 Lingbi from Wen Wuya, and income from his construction job—his expenses kept rising.
He spent heavily on services to boost his base stats, and poured money into alchemy training.
"Deposit now stands at 30.158 Lingbi."
Zhang Yu sighed inwardly: "Just hold on a little longer. Once I master a few more alchemy techniques and raise my levels, I can sell more consumable Spirit Artifacts and generate income."
"The pharmaceutical factory work pays well—should do more of that too."
---
Yin Jiurao studied the resume before her.
“Graduated from Qinghe Art University?”
The woman’s projection in the Ling Realm replied, “Yes. Qingyi is a subsidiary of Hehuan University. Though we’re nominally part of the thirty-six battalions, our curriculum is nearly identical to the main campus.”
“And when it comes to Seed Collection work, I have far more experience than most current Hehuan students.”
Yin Jiurao asked, “Your first gender?”
“Male.”
“Gender transition—would that affect your work?”
She replied, “You’re right. My first gender is not female.”
“But I’ve lived as a man for 20 years. That experience gave me deep insight into the mystery of Yin-Yang transformation—something that has greatly benefited my 18 years as a woman, especially in practical application.”
“My resume includes my Practical Data and Case Studies. I believe those speak louder than gender.”
Yin Jiurao said calmly, “Have you reviewed the target profile? What’s your confidence level?”
The woman answered, “I’m a professional. A second-year student—still rooted in the Dao—will be mine.”
Yin Jiurao added, “Must be voluntary.”
The woman assured her, “No need to worry. We’re Deception Seeds, not some crude robbery-type operations.”
(End of Chapter)
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