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Chapter 441: Zhenzhen's Promise
Wanfa University.
Outside the Pharmaceutical Laboratory.
Le Jingchen slowly stepped out after days of relentless work, intending to unwind with a few classes. As he glanced at the pile of unread messages in his Eye Armor, his eyes suddenly paused on a new wave of notifications from the Songyang Hometown Group.
His gaze fell on the latest message:
Wanfa Civil Engineering Department, No. 29 – Military License Holder Zhang Yu’s personal masseur, Yu Xinghan:
You’re right. It really is that good.
Le Jingchen froze. A flicker of surprise passed through him. He tapped on Yu Xinghan’s profile, and immediately, a fresh photo popped up — Yu Xinghan giving a massage to Zhang Yu, the Military License holder.
He scrolled up through the chat history, and the more he read, the more astonished he became. Without delay, he reached out to his younger sister, Le Mulan.
…
In a luxurious dorm room, Yu Xinghan was constantly replying to messages. Ever since he’d posted that photo of himself giving Zhang Yu a massage, old clients had been flooding in, asking all sorts of questions.
Two years into university, after exploring fields like Civil Engineering, Video, Massage, and Mutual Cultivation, Yu Xinghan had slowly come to a realization.
"Back then, Wanfa University didn’t care much about Mutual Cultivation — everyone was too busy with their studies."
"But as time passed, and students exhausted all conventional ways to grow stronger… more and more began turning toward Mutual Cultivation, seeking an edge over others."
"Since Hehuan Sect’s companies and giant corporations can’t penetrate this place, Mutual Cultivation… is going to be the next big thing here."
"This is a new frontier born of the times."
With that thought, he glanced at the fan group he’d created for Zhang Yu.
He casually shared the photo of Zhang Yu’s license and the massage session.
> "No wonder he’s the cultivation partner of a Hua Shen Disciple. When’s the next draw?"
>
> "Is Zhang Yu doing a giveaway?"
>
> "Give me some Yu Zhi! 【3】"
>
> "Got it!"
>
> "That’s at least 30 Lingbi now…"
As messages flooded the chat in rapid succession, Yu Xinghan could almost see the group — a writhing, drooling mass of fans, crawling on the ground, starving for a taste.
"Damn," he sighed, glancing at Zhang Yu and Le Mulan across the room. "Such a waste… money’s just sitting there, and they’re doing free services in the dorm… what a sin."
Then Le Mulan spoke up.
"Stop licking."
Le Mulan: "Mm… okay, let him in."
Zhang Yu: "I’ve been building up a lot of Qi Blood lately — the pressure might be strong. Be ready."
First, Le Mulan extended her fingertip into Zhang Yu’s mouth, channeling her internal Medicinal Power into him. A moment later, Zhang Yu pulled back, pressing his own finger to his lips and forcing out streams of thick, crimson Blood, which he fed into Le Mulan’s mouth.
She opened wide, swallowing. A viscous liquid surged down her throat, its intense, pungent aroma nearly making her cough.
"Zhang Yu’s Qi Blood is so thick… and the Medicinal Power inside it is incredibly dense."
Le Mulan slowly wrapped her tongue around the flowing essence, analyzing its subtle changes.
"Zhang Yu’s constitution is getting terrifying."
"Why? His Physical Strength Level was already maxed out at the 20th Tier, right?"
"But lately, his body has been improving in ways I can’t explain."
At that moment, a notification popped up in her Eye Armor — Le Jingchen’s message.
After asking about Zhang Yu’s condition, Le Jingchen sighed.
> Zhang Yu’s always looked out for you two. He really is good to you.
> Looks like he holds onto old ties. That means it’s smart to keep on good terms with him.
Le Mulan replied to her brother’s message just as another alert arrived — this time from her mentor.
Yin Jiurao:
Is Zhang Yu still producing?
…
In her office, Yin Jiurao licked her lips, still savoring the memory.
"Damn… he’s currently out of stock."
"Would’ve been perfect to compare the difference after his strength upgrade."
She glanced at her current research paper, then decided to include Zhang Yu’s Military License results as supporting evidence.
Then she messaged Le Mulan again:
> If you can’t get the refined material, any other kind will do — just let me know when you have something.
>
> If you can provide it, I’ll personally help you with this paper.
…
Zhang Yu had just finished his Mutual Cultivation session with Le Mulan, watching her communicate via Eye Armor with someone else.
Then his own Eye Armor lit up — Bai Zhenzhen’s profile appeared.
"A Zhen," Zhang Yu smiled, accepting her call.
As her holographic projection descended, he asked, "Did you see the photo I sent?"
Bai Zhenzhen nodded rapidly, her face glowing with a radiant smile.
"Yu Zi, now that you’ve got your Military License, you’ll finally be able to master the Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, right? The one from your department?"
"Your path to the Top Ten League is getting clearer."
They chatted for a while, then her projection leaned into him, whispering softly:
"Yu Zi… I miss you."
If only we could meet again… I’d lend you my Divine Spirit Root. That way, your strength could grow even faster.
Zhang Yu replied, "I’m joining the Inter-School League for Civil Engineering soon. The format’s changed — matches are spaced out, and we’ll be traveling to different universities."
"I might even go to Tianjian University. That’s when we’ll meet."
Bai Zhenzhen’s face lit up.
"Really? That’s wonderful!"
"We’ll… we’ll have to see each other every single day."
She had meant to say every day, and then spend all their time cultivating with the Divine Spirit Root — but remembering the possibility of surveillance, she changed her words.
Zhang Yu felt the weight of her unspoken desire, and inwardly chuckled.
A Zhen… I’m looking forward to exchanging our Spirit Roots with you, too.
Heh… you’re going to be shocked when you see what we can do together.
Two Divine Spirit Roots swapping… who knows how much stronger we’ll become.
He said aloud, "Yeah… every day."
Bai Zhenzhen looked into his eyes, and instantly understood. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
"Then it’s a promise. I’ll be waiting for you at Tianjian University."
Just as Zhang Yu ended the call, his Eye Armor exploded with incoming messages.
> Wen Wuya: Zhenzhen, are you done yet?
> Wen Wuya: How much longer?
> Wen Wuya: The teacher’s coming — hurry up!
> Wen Wuya: At least reply to me! [Urgent]
> Bai Zhenzhen: Mm… okay.
…
Tianjian University.
A few students nearby stared at Bai Zhenzhen, who was hugging thin air, her face glowing with an unprecedented smile.
Their expressions flickered with surprise.
"Wait… is Zhenzhen actually smiling? I thought she’d lost all facial nerve control."
Another chuckled. "She can. She has a First Layer friend. Rumor is, she always smiles when she’s on a call with him."
Hearing "First Layer friend," the others nodded in understanding.
To them, a First Layer friend was like a pet — a familiar, a mount. Smiling when you see it? Natural. Expected.
Wen Wuya watched silently, her lips curling into a cold smirk.
Idiots. They don’t even know the difference between a First Layer friend and a pet.
She checked Bai Zhenzhen’s reply, then thought:
She’s still replying to me while talking to Zhang Yu… I’m doing better than I thought. If this continues, I’ll win my bet with Qingqing God sooner than expected.
Then she glanced at Zhang Yu’s profile.
He actually got the Military License?
Even though it was just a Military Civil Engineering Certificate, to Wen Wuya — a Hua Shen Disciple — this was a massive distinction. Zhang Yu’s status in her eyes had just skyrocketed.
She opened her contacts, then rebranded Zhang Yu’s note:
From: Bai Zhenzhen’s First Layer Friend (Civil Engineering Department)
To: Bai Zhenzhen’s Friend (Military License Holder) (Civil Engineering Department)
Just then — a blade of light sliced through the sky.
A figure materialized before them.
"I am your special training instructor — Jin Que Mingxiao."
"To join the team and compete in next year’s Top Ten League, there are three essential things."
"Money."
"Money."
"Still… money."
"First test in my class? Show me your account balance."
"Lowest balance — straight elimination."
"You have five minutes to prepare. The test starts in five."
…
After ending his call with Bai Zhenzhen, Zhang Yu headed to the Alchemy Laboratory, resuming his day’s work.
"Today’s… Taiyi Jin Ye Dan."
This was the self-ordered Spirit Artifact he’d arranged through Ye Xingli, using his monthly 30 Lingbi reimbursement allowance.
"One Taiyi Jin Ye Dan… still not enough."
After the intense effort of obtaining his Military License, Zhang Yu had gained a deeper understanding of his current system.
"If I had more Taiyi Jin Ye Dan, my work efficiency could increase even further."
"Since I’ll be entering the Inter-School League, I need to maximize my cultivation time."
Now that all his foundational stats had hit the Foundation Establishment limit, he knew the next path to strength lay not just in Feather Scrolls’ Dao Seed or Chain Law Diagrams — but also in the common tools used by other students: Spirit Artifacts, Spirit Armors, and Techniques.
And among those, the most powerful upgrade? Military-Grade Power.
But beyond that, Spirit Artifacts that were more numerous and better suited to his own cultivation style would be invaluable.
Especially since he was studying Alchemy — using Spirit Artifacts to enhance his strength was a perfect fit.
"Director Gao… how’s it going? When will I finally be able to take the Seven Civil Engineering Tests and claim the remaining Seven Absolute Techniques?"
At that moment, Director Gao’s message arrived.
> Director Gao: Ping Han has joined Ji Yuanchi’s team.
> Director Gao: He wants a duel with you next.
> Zhang Yu: What would you like me to do?
> Director Gao: Defeat him — fully.
> Director Gao: I want you to wake him up.
> Director Gao: Crush the current trend of trading foreign currencies in the Civil Engineering Department.
> Director Gao: Show them your worth — prove you’re the one who should claim the remaining Seven Absolute Techniques. Prove you’re vital to the Inter-School League.
(End of Chapter)
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