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Chapter 450: The Seven Supreme Opportunities, the Anti-Intellect Tide
669th Layer. In a quiet corner of the Construction Site.
Shi Yunxiang stopped the elderly Che Yufei, whose hair had turned completely white, and frowned. “Old Che, why have you aged so much again?”
“And lately, why do I feel like you’ve been avoiding me and Zhang Yu all this time?”
Che Yufei paused, then slowly turned to face him, offering a wry smile. “I… just don’t have the face to see you all anymore.”
As Che Yufei spoke, Shi Yunxiang learned the truth—Che Yufei had bought Qiongjiang Coins.
Shi Yunxiang couldn’t help but curse. “Didn’t I tell you to sell them? Didn’t you promise?”
Che Yufei sighed. “But the coin price kept rising… kept rising…”
“Then I made a profit from selling my Competition Team spot. I just… couldn’t resist putting more in.”
“I only meant to hold it for three days and get out…”
Shi Yunxiang asked, “You used leverage?”
Che Yufei nodded, his face etched with bitter regret. “It’s been rising for so long… so why did it turn on me the moment I jumped in?”
“Yunxiang… the Dao of Immortality is truly hard.”
“I’ve trained for nearly thirty years. I’ve endured countless trials, resisted every temptation… and now, just once… just once, I failed… and all my efforts crumbled.”
Hearing this, Shi Yunxiang opened his mouth, but no words came. He thought back to his own journey—sleepless nights, frugal living, sacrificing everything for the Dao.
Why should one moment of weakness erase a lifetime of effort, leaving no chance to climb higher?
Che Yufei placed a hand on Shi Yunxiang’s shoulder. “Don’t become like me, Yunxiang.”
“The path of Immortality is either walk it to the end, until your soul is scattered… or don’t walk it at all. Don’t be like me—unable to resist temptation, and end up failing halfway.”
At that moment, a divine light suddenly descended.
Che Yufei looked up, sighing. “Zheng Shen has come for me.”
Watching Che Yufei vanish into the light, Shi Yunxiang remained silent for a long time—then finally exhaled.
Not long after, the news reached the competition group chat. Everyone attended Che Yufei’s spiritual memorial service.
…
Shi Huaixu stared at the Qiongjiang Coin price chart, letting out a defeated sigh. “Sigh… all the gains I made—gone.”
“Good thing I didn’t use leverage.”
She considered continuing her investments, but this time, she turned her gaze elsewhere—especially toward the coins of the three Hua Shen Gods from Wanfa University.
“Gotta stick to stable ones.”
Suddenly, her eyes caught a message on her Eye Armor about Che Yufei. Her expression flickered—then she shook her head. “Of course you shouldn’t use leverage.”
“If I hadn’t lost so badly before, I’d probably be doing the same thing now… just like old Che.”
…
Su Yanyang glanced at the group chat, where people were discussing Che Yufei. He didn’t speak—he barely knew the man, and felt no emotion.
But as he scanned the messages, he suddenly felt a flicker of relief.
Earlier, he’d listened to Zhang Yu and pulled out early, making a small profit. Then, seeing the coin surge, he’d dipped back in—only to regret it.
Now, seeing Che Yufei’s fate, he felt strangely grateful that his own losses were still manageable.
…
Seeing Che Yufei’s collapse into a Soul Cultivator, Gong Shuijin sighed inwardly. “Good thing I spent nearly all my money buying the Seven Supreme Qualification.”
Ying Xin exhaled. “Thank the Father, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, and High-Grandfather—they all stopped me from investing.”
Meanwhile, some people hadn’t profited from Qiongjiang Coin—but still felt light-hearted.
“Good thing I’m too poor to even afford to trade coins,” Li Xiao laughed. “Now the exam’s got fewer competitors. My class ranking shot up two spots.”
…
In the following days, Zhang Yu continued his daily routine—studying, cultivating, occasionally training with Mo Ejin’s team, preparing for the upcoming Inter-School League.
Before long, time had rolled into early December.
That day, Zhang Yu was using his 30 Lingbi—reimbursed from a previous mission—to craft a new Taiyi Jin Ye Dan through self-administered Alchemy Orders.
Just then, a message flashed from Zhang Pianpian.
Zhang Pianpian: Your team’s Mo Ejin and one of his teammates were both seriously injured in the wild.
Zhang Yu stiffened. “Mo Ejin was on a field project at the Construction Site. He’s trained in Military-Grade Martial Arts—how could he be hurt?”
Zhang Pianpian: High-ranking officers clashed. A Golden Core Immortal got involved. Mo Ejin was caught in the crossfire.
Zhang Pianpian: There’s evidence of other universities behind this. Mo Ejin was likely caught in a retaliatory attack.
Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes. “Retaliation?”
Zhang Pianpian didn’t answer. “Just know this—next, you’ll definitely become the main player for the Civil Engineering Department Representative Team.”
Zhang Pianpian: Stay careful.
Zhang Pianpian: But… it’s also an opportunity.
A few days later, Zhang Yu learned more.
Mo Ejin and his teammate were severely wounded—likely two to three months before they could recover.
With the two already weakened by the Qiongjiang Coin crash, the Civil Engineering Department’s representative team was now down to just Zhang Yu and one other official member.
…
In the spiritual world.
Xi Yun Zhenjun looked at Director Gao, Lin Director, and Old Director, his voice calm. “Mo Ejin won’t recover in the short term. What now?”
The three remained silent.
Xi Yun Zhenjun snorted. “No one speaks? Then I’ll make the selection.”
“Besides Zhang Yu, this time Xiao Yunji and Su Yanyang from the Military License Exam also join. The rest, you’ll fill in.”
“No more talk of factions. If you can’t gather enough people, and we get eliminated by the 36th Upper School’s Civil Engineering team—your pride can take the hit. But I’ll never be able to face the Three Immortal Lords.”
Old Director smiled faintly. “As long as Old Gao agrees. Though I suspect he’d rather not let our students take up spots just for extra points.”
Director Gao shot back, “Principal! With Mo Ejin severely injured, and Zhang Yu still untrained in Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, we’re facing a lone soldier against a full army.”
“I believe we must speed things up—get Zhang Yu cultivating Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power faster.”
Lin Director raised an eyebrow. “Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power is a major matter. Each of the Seven Supreme Qualifications must follow proper procedure.”
Director Gao snapped, “Now isn’t the time for procedure! For school honor, for department pride—don’t we need to do extraordinary things in extraordinary times?”
Lin Director replied coolly, “Zhang Yu is only a Third Year. He’s already mastered five Supreme Qualifications.”
“I hear you’ve already set up the sixth for him, Gao. What if we add the seventh? Four qualifications in half a year? That’ll attract whispers.”
“People might start thinking the Civil Engineering Department is named Zhang.”
Director Gao glared. “Lin Director! For the department’s sake, I have no guilt. But you—hesitating, stalling, just so you can watch our team get eliminated? Is your heart even still in Civil Engineering? Or did it fly off to the Finance Department?”
Lin Director snapped. “Gao Chongguang! Don’t bring up irrelevant things! What does Finance have to do with this? It’s your student who caused the trouble and got beaten—take full responsibility!”
Old Director stood silently, unmoving. His mind had already drifted into the spiritual realm, tending to other matters.
Then—without warning—a Silence Charm flared.
The two arguing directors instantly fell silent, their voices cut off mid-sentence.
They both froze, eyes turning to Xi Yun Zhenjun.
As the charm faded, Xi Yun Zhenjun spoke calmly. “Granting four Supreme Qualifications in a short time… is indeed against protocol.”
“Still, the Civil Engineering League is being reformed. Starting in December, it’ll last for months.”
“Old Lin, arrange it—let Zhang Yu take your Seven Civil Engineering Tests next January. Give him the Seventh Supreme Qualification then.”
“That way, the four qualifications are spread across two years. No issue, is there?”
Lin Director opened his mouth, then looked at the fierce lightning swirling within Xi Yun Zhenjun’s cloud aura. He finally nodded. “I have no objections.”
Director Gao exhaled in relief. Now Zhang Yu can master the sixth by December, and the seventh by January. He’ll be ready for Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power in no time.
…
Mid-December.
A Flying Barge rose from Wanfa University City, bursting through the sky in an instant, streaking toward the distance.
Onboard, Zhang Yu practiced the newly acquired Sixth Supreme, Nian Tu Cheng Jin, in the training room.
It didn’t matter if his form was flawed or unstable—each attempt still advanced the cultivation count on his Feather Scroll.
Soon, the Flying Barge reached its destination: one of the No. 36 Upper Schools—Jinhe University—the first opponent of Wanfa University in this year’s Inter-School League.
Unlike Wanfa University City, Jinhe University looked like a real city—tall, dense skyscrapers forming square blocks, forming a sprawling urban landscape across the plain.
But as Zhang Yu looked down, his expression flickered with surprise. “What’s going on?”
Xiao Qingxuan explained, “The last Financial Storm hit here with full 3-level force.”
“Lots of buildings and facilities were demolished and sold off.”
Zhang Yu widened his eyes. “A 3-level Financial Storm?”
Xiao Qingxuan nodded. “Probably because Jinhe University has a Mutual Cultivation Department. That’s why the storm was stronger here.”
He gazed at the vast, ruined cityscape. “A 3-level storm is already considered lucky. If it reaches 8-level… even Hua Shen could fall.”
As the Flying Barge descended, Zhang Yu began to see more clearly.
Zhang Yu murmured, “So many people… missing limbs.”
Then, Mo Enjin’s spiritual world projection appeared beside him. “After experiencing a level 3 financial crisis, it is normal for body parts to be sold off.”
“Look over there!” Zhang Yu pointed to a group of people gathered far away, burning something.
“What are they doing?”
Mo Ejin said, “Smashing Yin Devices.”
Zhang Yu froze. “Smashing what?”
Mo Ejin explained, “The Qiongjiang Coin incident triggered an Anti-Intelligence Device Tide across many universities with Mutual Cultivation Departments.”
“Some students took to the streets—burning and destroying Intelligent Yin and Yang Devices.”
“Others took advantage—accusing people of using them, demanding they be removed for inspection… then seizing them illegally.”
Zhang Yu gasped. “No one stops them?”
Mo Ejin shook his head. “This anti-intellect movement… there’s likely a Soul Cultivator Company behind it. The waters are deep.”
Zhang Yu hesitated. “So… when we enter Jinhe University, won’t they check us?”
Mo Ejin burst out laughing. “This rundown school? They wouldn’t dare.”
(End of Chapter)
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