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Chapter 425: The Surge of Qiongjiang Coins
This Military License examination hall was located outdoors—on a vast plain roughly 100 kilometers away from Wanfa University City.
Due to the secrecy surrounding both the exam content and venue, Zhang Yu had only arrived at this location thanks to the guidance of his Eye Armor.
Upon reaching the candidate waiting area, he found six other candidates already present. With Zhang Yu included, that made a total of seven candidates.
Zhang Yu thought to himself: The number of applicants for the Military Civil Engineering Certificate really is low—after all, you need a recommendation to even participate.
His arrival quickly drew the attention of the six other candidates. All of them glanced at him with subtle surprise in their eyes.
Su Yanyang muttered inwardly: Zhang Yu? He’s only just entered his third year… What’s he doing here?
To Su Yanyang, it seemed absurd that a mere third-year student would be competing alongside seasoned candidates for such a prestigious license.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yunji gave Zhang Yu a brief glance before turning away, showing no further interest. The others followed suit—Zhang Yu was simply not seen as a threat in their eyes.
Unbothered by their thoughts, Zhang Yu found a quiet spot to sit, quietly sensing the power within his body as he prepared for the coming exam.
Since the final exam, he had trained relentlessly, dedicating himself entirely to this final sprint. His Martial Energy and Physical Strength Level had both reached their Foundation Establishment limits, and now his Dao Heart had also surged to the 20th Level—the peak of Foundation Establishment.
Additionally, his Martial Energy Quality had climbed to 197%, inching ever closer to the 200% threshold.
But beyond these base stats, Zhang Yu’s greatest leap had been in technique.
Jianbao Jue, Yutu Shengbian, and Yuan Ci Jie Mai Shou had all reached their 20th Level pinnacle.
The retention effect of Qinglian Jiantai on Chain Law Diagrams had also improved:
- University Holy Body: 10%
- Tu Mu Holy Body: 10%
- Martial Dao Holy Body: 6%
- Qi Mai Chang Liu: still only 4%, maintaining a short duration
Zhang Yu felt the immense power coursing through his body. As he gazed at the data floating in his Eye Armor—Tianqing Caiyun Dou, Taiyi Jin Ye Dan, Di Shasha Bottle, Zhendi Yin, Golden Thread Jade Disc—confidence surged within him.
A moment later, the Eye Armor on all the examinees flickered. A faint glow shimmered in the distance.
They lifted their heads instinctively, following the light—and instantly spotted the eighth candidate: Ping Han.
At that moment, Ping Han’s chest pulsed with a crimson glow, displaying a constantly shifting number: 13.25—the current price of Qiongjiang Coins.
Behind his head, a chart rose upward, depicting the Qiongjiang Coin’s price trend over the past six months.
On his back, arms, abdomen, and thighs, projections of various human figures—men, women, elders, youth—appeared. These were the countless incarnations of Hehuan University’s Qiongjiang God.
Several students stared in awe at the high-end Spirit Armor adorning Ping Han’s body.
Su Yanyang was among them—and not just in admiration, but in simmering jealousy. The sight of three metallic crates floating behind Ping Han made his chest tighten with envy.
“A smart Spirit Artifact management system? And it takes three boxes just to carry them?”
Seeing Ping Han’s fully armored form, a few students began to feel a creeping sense of despair. There’s no way we can compete with this guy.
Then, Ping Han’s chest number leapt—13.25 → 13.26.
A moment later, he chuckled, glancing at the group chat message floating in his Eye Armor.
> “Did you all see the news? The Qiongjiang God just announced a Mutual Cultivation lottery!”
>
> “Spend Qiongjiang Coins to enter—win and you get one night of Mutual Cultivation with the Qiongjiang God!”
>
> “Ping Han Teacher, how long do you think Qiongjiang Coins will keep rising?”
Ping Han: It’s just the beginning.
Ping Han: I’ve said it before—Qiongjiang Coins will eventually hit over 1000 Lingbi!
Over recent days, Ping Han’s group chat had grown rapidly. Just from membership fees, he’d already made a fortune in Lingbi.
Watching former classmates flood in, begging for advice on Qiongjiang Coins—especially those who once scoffed at his crypto trading, refusing to lend him funds—filled him with deep satisfaction.
“After years of cultivating the Coin Dao, I’ve finally reached the moment I rise above the rest, soaring into the heavens.”
As Ping Han chatted with his group, the number on his chest jumped again—13.26 → 13.27, then swiftly to 13.28.
Zhang Yu watched the rising price, and for a fleeting moment, he felt an urge to buy Qiongjiang Coins.
But he quickly suppressed it. Don’t get greedy. Stay focused.
Meanwhile, Su Yanyang stared at Ping Han’s chest, muttering under his breath: Damn… It’s gone up again?
Good thing I bought in.
As he watched Ping Han grow richer and richer, with Qiongjiang Coins surging higher and higher, Su Yanyang studied every piece of data. Eventually, he reached a conclusion:
This isn’t just manipulation—it’s a cascade of structural positive factors converging. This is the beginning of a long-term bull run.
Having invested, watching his account balance grow steadily, he regretted not acting sooner.
“Damn… My Dao Heart sensitivity is still too weak. I missed so many opportunities. I could’ve built up even more Xian Dao Potential.”
Just as Su Yanyang sighed in regret, Xiao Yunji frowned slightly, turning her head away, refusing to let Ping Han’s glowing chest distract her.
She had seen countless profit screenshots from Ping Han. She’d considered investing too.
But after consulting Lin Director and her family elders, she’d been advised against it.
Yet now, watching Qiongjiang Coins soar, doubt crept into her mind:
Did Lin Director and the elders overreact? Could they be wrong?
After all, Qiongjiang Coin was created by the Hua Shen God. Can Jin Dan or Foundation Establishment-level cultivators truly understand it?
No. Right now, the only thing that matters is passing the Military License Exam.
She pushed the thoughts aside, reminding herself: Focus. This is my moment. I’ve prepared for years—no way am I giving up now.
Though Ping Han had grown immensely powerful, Xiao Yunji still believed she could win.
On the other side, Ping Han ended his chat and turned his gaze toward Zhang Yu.
His eyes widened slightly. “What are you doing here?”
Zhang Yu replied calmly: “Director Gao recommended me to take this exam.”
Ping Han froze for a split second. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes—but he said nothing.
Yet within him, a surge of resentment welled up.
He remembered his own near-breakthrough—so close to flying into the heavens, just a little Lingbi away.
He remembered kneeling before Director Gao, begging for funds… only to be turned down.
And in the end, he’d missed a golden crypto trading opportunity—becoming a laughingstock to everyone.
Now here was Zhang Yu—just a third-year student—granted the same recommendation, seemingly tossed aside like trash.
A bitter thought echoed in Ping Han’s heart: Gao Chongguang… are you watching this?
You’ll see—you were wrong.
Just then, thunder rumbled across the sky.
Everyone looked up—and saw a Flying Barge descending into the examination hall.
…
Onboard the Flying Barge.
Director Gao stood silently at the railing, his gaze sweeping over the exam site below. His eyes gleamed with unreadable depth.
Today, he was a guest at this year’s Military License Exam—invited to lend prestige and legitimacy to the event.
He wasn’t alone. Other experts and professors from various universities’ Civil Engineering Departments had also come as witnesses.
Director Gao had attended such events before. He knew that for an exam of this magnitude, the results couldn’t be decided by Wanfa University alone.
Besides the panel of university experts, three judges—Zheng Shen—would oversee the entire process, ensuring fairness and providing professional evaluations.
And finally, the results would be uploaded to the Heavenly Court, reviewed, approved, and officially recorded. Only then would they be valid.
As Director Gao surveyed the exam site, Lin Director appeared silently behind him, smiling faintly.
“Ping Han’s been quite the sensation lately, hasn’t he?”
Director Gao’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What are you getting at?”
Lin Director smirked. “Your War Faction students—eventually, they all end up relying on crypto trading, on finance. Old Gao, aren’t you being too rigid?”
Director Gao waved a hand dismissively. “None of your concern.”
But as he looked at Ping Han, a quiet sense of helplessness stirred in his heart.
If judged solely by the exam’s outcome, Ping Han—despite being a War Faction student—was clearly the strongest contender.
That would be a good thing. It meant another student from the War Faction would master the Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, giving them a decisive edge over the Peace Faction and Neutral Faction.
But the problem was… Ping Han had achieved this through crypto trading.
Director Gao didn’t reject crypto trading outright. He himself held some of the Hua Shen God’s currencies long-term, using them for investment returns.
But Ping Han’s actions? To him, it wasn’t investment. It was gambling.
He’d seen too many such cases before—sudden fortunes, followed by total ruin.
“Ping Han might win this Military License.”
“But more likely, he’ll go bankrupt within months of mastering the Divine Power.”
Director Gao sighed inwardly: Meanwhile, the Peace and Neutral Factions’ top talents have been pushed to next year’s exam. Now, the Fifth-Year Zhang Yu will face off against upperclassmen. That’s the real consequence.
At that moment, three figures stepped out from the Flying Barge’s cabin—this year’s three judges for the Military License Exam.
(End of Chapter)
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