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Chapter 470: Breakthrough On the Spot
Zhang Yu couldn’t summon even the slightest resistance. His consciousness, caught in a state of blissful intoxication, gradually lost its ability to think, slipping into a half-dream, half-awake trance.
As Martial Energy surged uncontrollably within him, the essence of his Blood energy began to stir restlessly.
“So weak… so weak… so weak!” Qiongjiang Nü Sibashi thought, her voice tinged with disdain. “This guy really is weak!”
“Let’s devour his Martial Energy first.”
“Come out, all of you!”
Ciji Zhenjun had been closely observing Zhang Yu’s condition. When she sensed his Martial Energy spiraling uncontrollably toward the Yin Device—his Blood essence even beginning to boil—she prepared to suppress the artifact.
She knew that if things continued like this, Zhang Yu’s body would completely lose control. And once that happened, it wouldn’t just be Martial Energy being drained.
Beyond that… his knowledge, his lifespan, even his memories and potential could be devoured whole.
But then, another twist occurred.
Just as Zhang Yu, lost in the euphoria, felt his body slipping past the edge of control, a sliver of clarity suddenly returned to his mind.
The countless nights of grueling part-time work. The years of silently earning Blood sweat. The relentless drive to send Bai Zhenzhen to university—his deep, accumulated life force surged forth in that instant.
That most primal, pure will screamed within him:
“Money!”
“Thirty Lingbi per session!”
“You haven’t paid me yet!”
Driven by this instinct, he forced himself to resist Qiongjiang Nü Sibashi’s pull, refusing to surrender everything within him to be devoured.
Qiongjiang Nü Sibashi, unimpressed, expanded her light mist slightly, preparing to crush his resistance.
But as the mist spread, wrapping around Zhang Yu’s body, she froze—her eyes widening in shock.
The moment the mist touched the Green Silk Flying Sword on Zhang Yu’s index finger, a flood of information flashed through her mind.
> “Qingqing Sword Dao… Triggered Mutual Non-Interference List… Must cease operation immediately…”
In an instant, the swirling mist halted.
Then, it reversed. Instead of devouring, it began to return the Martial Energy it had consumed—spitting it all back into Zhang Yu.
In the Observation Room, the atmosphere trembled.
Yan Qianji gasped. “Martial Energy is flowing back! It’s a two-way exchange—this is proper Mutual Cultivation, not one-sided extraction.”
Another teacher blinked in surprise. “We thought Zhang Yu had some rare talent, attracting the Yin Device directly. But it turns out it’s just normal Mutual Cultivation? Why would this Yin Device actively help him?”
In the Laboratory, Tianzhang Zhenjun felt a surge of confusion. “That movement… should’ve been draining Zhang Yu’s Martial Energy. Why did it stop? Why did it reverse? Is this really normal Mutual Cultivation?”
Under the gaze of countless minds—filled with bewilderment, curiosity, shock, and wonder—
As Qiongjiang Nü Sibashi completed the reversal, releasing her hold on Zhang Yu, the latter, still half-dazed and instinctively resisting, suddenly snapped his eyes open.
Roar!
With a thunderous shout, Zhang Yu’s Martial Energy erupted violently. The terrifying Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power surged outward in all directions.
But as the shockwave tore through the air, sending ripples of force across the chamber, Zhang Yu instantly snapped back to his senses. He swiftly suppressed the wild surge, halting the unchecked growth of his power.
Yet even that brief, instinctive release was enough to make Tianzhang Zhenjun’s eyes light up.
He studied Zhang Yu’s file, cross-referencing the data with the recent explosion of power, then typed into the Group Chat:
> This Zhang Yu just unleashed Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power at a level of 15—far beyond his previous performance.
> Could this be the result of his interaction with Hua Shen Yin Qi?
A teacher replied: “But why would his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power level rise like that? Hehuan University doesn’t have any records of such cultivation methods, does it?”
Another added: “Could Qiongjiang God have been secretly reverse-engineering Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power all along?”
As the staff and students debated, Yan Qianji suddenly spoke up:
“Everyone… have any of you heard about a rumor from the Civil Engineering Department?”
The room fell silent.
Who’d care about Civil Engineering Department gossip?
Yan Qianji knew no one would. He only knew because Feng Tingting occasionally shared tidbits with him.
“Recently, many students in the Civil Engineering Department were heavily trading Qiongjiang Coin. One student—Ping Han—was the most aggressive.”
“When Qiongjiang Coin collapsed, Ping Han attended the Hehuan University Mutual Cultivation Conference.”
“Eventually, he became a Yin Qi Soul Cultivator to repay his debts.”
“Ping Han is a senior student. His Civil Engineering Seven Supreme cultivation has reached its peak.”
“And as everyone knows, the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme is the foundation of Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power.”
A teacher gasped. “You’re saying… this Yin Device in the lab… is Ping Han? That he just transferred his Civil Engineering Seven Supreme cultivation to Zhang Yu through Mutual Cultivation?”
Yan Qianji: “…No. That’s not what I meant. The timeline doesn’t match. Ping Han only became a Soul Cultivator after these Artifact Spirits had already escaped.”
“My point is—during the Mutual Cultivation Conference, Ping Han might have been ‘harvested.’”
“And perhaps… that’s when this very Yin Device was used.”
“During the extraction, other things were taken—but his Civil Engineering Seven Supreme cultivation might have been deemed useless byproducts… left behind in this artifact.”
“Now, during the recent Mutual Cultivation, it was transferred to Zhang Yu.”
“That’s why Zhang Yu’s Civil Engineering Seven Supreme cultivation has advanced—and so has his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power.”
As the project team rapidly exchanged thoughts in real time,
Zhang Yu stood awkwardly in the center, his mind a whirlwind.
He cursed inwardly: “Damn it… never again taking part in this kind of experiment.”
Seeing Tianzhang Zhenjun and Ciji Zhenjun exchanging glances—clearly communicating in the Ling Realm—Zhang Yu had no idea what to say.
Tianzhang Zhenjun: “Shall I speak, or you?”
Ciji Zhenjun: “I’m not close with any Civil Engineering Department students. You handle the conversation.”
Instantly, Ciji Zhenjun vanished from the Laboratory.
Tianzhang Zhenjun locked eyes with Zhang Yu, his gaze sharp.
“Young man… take a moment. Do you feel it? Has your Civil Engineering Seven Supreme cultivation significantly improved? Is your Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power level higher?”
Zhang Yu hesitated, unsure how to respond—when a message suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhang Pianpian: “I’m sending this via Taiqing Jing. No one else can see it.”
“But don’t reply. Ciji Zhenjun is monitoring this space—she can see everything.”
“Now… respond like this.”
Zhang Yu nodded, then said, “I… think so.”
“Don’t say ‘I think,’” Tianzhang Zhenjun said sternly. “Feel it yourself. Then tell me.”
Zhang Pianpian: “Your Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power is now level 15.”
“That’s the surprise.”
Zhang Yu feigned a deep breath, activating his cultivation. Gravity waves rippled outward as he levitated, hanging upside down in midair.
Then, with a wide-eyed expression of shock, he declared:
“My Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power… is level 15!”
Tianzhang Zhenjun smiled. “That’s exactly what our lab’s latest Yin Device achieved—after your Mutual Cultivation, your cultivation has been enhanced.”
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes internally, but forced a beaming smile. “Such a miracle? Really?!”
Hearing this exchange, Ying Xin, Gong Shuijin, and Yu Xinghan all froze, their eyes wide with shock and envy.
In that split second, Yu Xinghan stared at the crystalline Hua Shen Yin Qi beside him and thought: “To gain such progress in mere moments… even if I had to fake an artifact, is it really so bad?”
Realizing the shift in his own thoughts, he understood—his spiritual realm in Mutual Cultivation had deepened.
He sighed inwardly: “Just as my master once said—spiritual growth often comes from life’s trials and accumulation, not just endless solitary cultivation.”
Tianzhang Zhenjun smiled warmly. “Excellent. This is truly a great breakthrough.”
“Normally, in your situation, we’d charge you.”
Zhang Yu seethed: “Damn it… I trained this martial art myself, and now you want to charge me?”
Tianzhang Zhenjun continued: “But since you’re a Wanfa University student, we’ll waive the fee this time.”
“Of course, on the condition that you continue participating in future experiments.”
Zhang Yu groaned inwardly: “Again?”
He forced a hesitant expression, then shook his head.
“Sorry, teacher. I don’t want to take part in this experiment anymore.”
Tianzhang Zhenjun raised an eyebrow. “Why? We’re not charging you. You’d keep improving. Why refuse?”
Zhang Pianpian: “Do exactly as I told you.”
Zhang Yu’s face twisted with exaggerated fear. “Teacher… I felt completely out of control just now. It was like I was about to die.”
“This is too dangerous. I think I’ll pass.”
Hearing “dangerous,” Tianzhang Zhenjun recalled that he hadn’t yet mastered the Hua Shen Yin Qi—and that was why things had gone awry.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed his face, but he quickly regained composure.
“You don’t trust the school’s latest technology? And with both me and Ciji Zhenjun here—what could possibly go wrong?”
Zhang Yu hesitated, then said: “But… one or two times, maybe. But long-term, free of charge?”
Seeing Zhang Yu’s pained expression, Tianzhang Zhenjun sneered. “You want us to pay you?”
Zhang Yu shrugged, feigning reluctance. “Last year, I charged at least 25 Lingbi per session. Now, it should be at least 30.”
Tianzhang Zhenjun blinked. “25 Lingbi?”
Zhang Yu nodded. “If you don’t believe me, ask Yin Jiurao from the Pharmacology Department. She’s the one who bought it.”
(End of Chapter)
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