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Chapter 451: Jinhe University's Unique Teaching Methods (Thanks to 'Different Fire li' for becoming the top-tier patron)
With a gentle tremor, the Flying Barge had landed at Jinhe University. Zhang Yu stepped down from the vessel and glanced at the sprawling University City before him. “Where to next?” he asked.
Xiao Qingxuan remained silent.
Beside him, Xiao Yunji said nothing either, his eyes flickering with light as he hastily accessed his online course on the Ling Realm.
Su Yanyang consulted the map of Jinhe University. “We’ve got six hours until the competition starts. Should we just wander around, find a place to rest, or maybe warm up a bit?”
Shi Huaixu scoffed. “What’s the point of warming up for a Jinhe University match? Let’s just find some quiet spot. I still haven’t finished today’s homework.”
At that moment, a towering man in deep violet and purple armor spoke up. “I’ve been here several times. There’s a good place near the competition venue where we can wait.”
Zhang Yu turned toward the speaker. His name was Li Zhen—former teammate of Mo Ejin, and now a fellow member of their Civil Engineering League team.
Hearing Li Zhen’s words, Zhang Yu glanced at Mo Ejin’s projection beside him.
Though Mo Ejin’s physical body was still undergoing treatment, his consciousness had manifested in the Ling Realm, present among them as the team’s competition guide.
Mo Ejin’s voice echoed. “Fine. Follow Li Zhen.”
Zhang Yu nodded. “Alright then, thanks, senior. Lead the way.”
A moment later, Li Zhen shared the destination with the group. Then, with a flicker of motion, their figures blurred into streaks of afterimages, racing through the University City at high speed.
Jinhe University’s main roads teemed with fast-moving cultivators, but occasionally, trucks still passed by along the sides.
Zhang Yu surmised it was because Jinhe University sprawled across a wide area, and its average cultivation level didn’t match that of top-tier institutions like Wanfa University. Thus, many goods still needed to be transported by vehicle.
Still, it was No. 36 Upper School—not like the junior college Zhang Yu had visited before, where every car seemed to be driven by impoverished students or underachievers.
Not long after, Zhang Yu noticed a checkpoint ahead, with people blocking the road, seemingly inspecting something. A long queue had formed.
Seeing this, Li Zhen slowed only slightly—yet made no intention of joining the line.
As he activated his Foundation Establishment Domain, the group chat erupted in sudden chaos.
Then, a powerful surge of Gang Qi erupted from Li Zhen’s body, splitting the crowd in two in an instant. The group surged forward, forcing their way through the bottleneck toward the checkpoint.
The onlookers stared at the glowing rankings above Zhang Yu’s group, their faces pale with shock and fear.
“Wanfa University Foundation Establishment students!”
“All from Civil Engineering Department’s top ranks!”
“So rich! Their Spirit Armors are all high-end brands. Wanfa students really are loaded.”
“Wait—how’s that guy using a Ji Hu-brand Spirit Armor?”
“Rich people’s taste is unpredictable, I guess.”
“No way… he’s got a 10,000 Lingbi debt!”
Zhang Yu approached the checkpoint and saw people lining up, pulling out their Yin Devices, Yang Devices, or both, to undergo intelligent artifact spirit screening.
A staff member inspected one device and asked, “Why is there a trace of intelligent artifact spirit here?”
“I don’t know! I can’t afford smart devices!”
“Please cooperate with the investigation.”
Meanwhile, another student pulled down his pants. “No Yin Device. I’ve been locking mine at home lately to avoid checks.”
The staff member nodded. “Alright, you’re clear. Go ahead.”
Su Yanyang sighed. “So many students here are hiding Spirit Armors under their clothes.”
Xiao Qingxuan replied, “Given Jinhe University’s focus on Civil Engineering and Mutual Cultivation, it’s only natural that the proportion would be high.”
Zhang Yu watched as another student was dragged away, protesting. “Is this Anti-Intelligence Device crackdown really going too far?”
Mo Ejin stroked his chin. “A bit extreme, perhaps. Maybe… they’re just using it as a way to hunt down escaped High-Intelligence Artificial Spirits?”
Zhang Yu blinked. “Hunt down escaped High-Intelligence Artificial Spirits? You mean… the ones that escaped from Hehuan University… are hiding inside people’s Yin Devices or Yang Devices?”
Mo Ejin mused. “They were refined by the Qiongjiang God. Even if they escaped successfully, it’s unlikely they left no restrictions behind.”
“Maybe they can only function through Yin or Yang Devices. Perhaps one of them is hiding inside a student’s device right now.”
A sudden image flashed in Zhang Yu’s mind: “Xiantao Begins with Finding the Yin Device of the Hua Shen God.”
He thought to himself, Could someone really rise to fame through the Hua Shen God’s Yin Device?
But then he shook his head. Kunxu wouldn’t be that kind to me.
As they neared the checkpoint, the conversation paused.
Li Zhen, leading the group, noticed several inspectors glancing their way. Without hesitation, he enlarged the text on his headgear.
“Wanfa Elder!”
“Should we kneel?”
“Captain, should we check?”
“Check? You’re a mere Upper School student checking a Top Ten student’s device? Are you insane?”
Seeing the rankings above their heads—Wanfa University, followed by the glowing numbers—those inspectors felt an overwhelming pressure. Their minds reeled, their bodies frozen in place. They could only watch helplessly as Zhang Yu’s group passed through.
They sped forward, and just as they neared their destination, strange ghostly figures began to appear before Zhang Yu’s eyes, wailing in agonized cries.
“I’m so miserable! Qiongjiang Coin exploded. I watched my physical body sold piece by piece, slowly dying…”
“My whole family is dead. Seven Soul Cultivators in one family. Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!”
“Why?! Why didn’t I buy any coins, yet I got crushed by madmen?! Damn heavens! How unjust!”
The spectral figures shrieked from within Zhang Yu’s Eye Armor, their voices dripping with resentment.
Zhang Yu raised an eyebrow. “What’s this? Some kind of ad? Is there a funeral home nearby? Are they holding a memorial?”
After living in Kunxu for years, Zhang Yu had grown accustomed to such spectral advertisements. He wasn’t surprised.
But Mo Ejin said, “It’s Jinhe University’s job fair.”
Zhang Yu was startled. “A job fair?”
Mo Ejin explained, “Many people died in the third-level Financial Storm. That created a sudden surge in Soul Cultivators, disrupting the original supply-demand balance.”
“To help students repay debts and ease employment pressure, Jinhe University’s job fair specifically includes positions for Soul Cultivators. Not bad for a No. 36 Upper School—quite humane, actually.”
Fujie snorted. “Humane? More like they’re collecting unpaid debts from the dead. If souls don’t work after death, the debts just pile up as bad loans.”
Mo Ejin continued, “Look at those sob stories on the resumes. They’re all exaggerating their first death experience. After all, the first job after death is the most important.”
At that moment, Zhang Yu saw a bustling square filled with moving figures—many Upper School students lined up at recruitment booths.
Mo Ejin pointed to one booth. “See that Wujian Group? It’s a subsidiary of Tianmo University, specializing in Soul Cultivator services. The Anti-Intelligence Device campaign? Likely backed by them.”
Zhang Yu thought: So the Anti-Intelligence Device campaign has Tianmo University’s fingerprints all over it… and ties to Hehuan University’s search for intelligent artifacts. The water’s deep indeed.
Suddenly, a booming voice rang out from the recruitment site.
“Master Dao, I’ve made it!”
A Yang Device suddenly leapt up on the spot, screaming in ecstatic joy.
A teacher nearby clapped. “Let’s all congratulate this student for securing a job on the spot—signing a contract right here!”
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At the Health Spa, Zhang Yu asked, “This is it?”
Li Zhen nodded. “The Ling Realm network here is free. Plus, whether you want a pre-competition massage or a private cultivation room, it’s all convenient and affordable.”
As Zhang Yu and the others entered, the spa’s technicians lit up instantly—eager to serve the Wanfa University Foundation Establishment students.
Soon, more Jinhe University students arrived, drawn by the news. Some even offered free services, just for a chance at Mutual Cultivation.
“My new Yin Device is from Yinyang Tiandao—brand new, 80% condition! Feel the texture, test the Martial Energy connection!”
“I’m a competitive-level Upper School student. Here’s my tournament record…”
“Check my Mutual Cultivation history and stats—here’s my full profile!”
Zhang Yu looked at the eager Upper School students surrounding him, a flicker of exasperation in his eyes. No wonder this is a Civil Engineering and Mutual Cultivation specialty university—every one of them looks like a textbook Civil Engineering type.
Then, a text projection appeared in his Eye Armor.
A student’s head was tagged with a red mark: This one is a Junior-to-Undergraduate Transfer. Untrustworthy.
Su Yanyang and the others saw it too. Without hesitation, they added the same note.
Junior-to-Undergraduate Transfer? Not a good sign. Block him.
In an instant, the student blurred in their vision—reduced to a single, glaring label: Junior-to-Undergraduate Transfer.
Eventually, Su Yanyang and Li Zhen each took a few Jinhe University Upper School students and left, leaving behind a group of envious onlookers.
Su Yanyang turned to his new companion. “You really don’t need to pay?”
“I’m telling you, I won’t spend a single Lingbi.”
Zhang Yu turned to Mo Ejin. “Is this really okay before the competition?”
Mo Ejin waved it off. “Mutual Cultivation is their specialty. When mastered, it’s incredibly effective. Top-level practitioners earn far more than construction site laborers.”
“Even if these Upper School students aren’t as strong as Su Yanyang, they’re professional. A little mutual cultivation between us? It’s mutually beneficial.”
“Had this been a major event, they’d have arranged ten or even twenty Mutual Cultivation partners for us. They’d be thrilled to grow alongside us.”
For the next stretch of time, Zhang Yu focused intensely on cultivating the Nian Tu Cheng Jin technique within the private room.
The Civil Engineering Seven Supreme techniques are all part of the Daofan Kunlun set within the Chain Law Diagram.
If I cultivate Nian Tu Cheng Jin to Level 20, I’ll have six Level 20 techniques in Daofan Kunlun—enough to unlock the First Layer effect.
With that thought, Zhang Yu’s heart surged with anticipation. He poured every ounce of focus into refining the technique.
(End of Chapter)
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