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Chapter 476: Zhang Yu's Date
Wen Wuya was deeply intrigued by whether Wanfa University’s advancements in Mutual Cultivation and Yin Device technology had truly reached a breakthrough. On one hand, she sensed this development could trigger a chain of significant consequences. On the other hand…
She turned her gaze toward Bai Zhenzhen, who was currently practicing sword cultivation. Her thoughts drifted: Given Zhang Yu and Zhenzhen’s close relationship, she must already know about Zhang Yu’s involvement in the experiment—and the upgrades to the technique, right?
On the cultivation field, Bai Zhenzhen was a blur of flashing sword shadows, fighting five flying swords simultaneously. Wen Wuya studied her expression—focused, intense, utterly committed. There was not a single trace of emotion beyond battle in her demeanor.
Could Zhang Yu, who participated in the Yin Device experiment, have applied some of those technologies to A Zhen’s body?
Wen Wuya wasn’t some outdated old-fashioned scholar. She wasn’t blind to Mutual Cultivation techniques. After learning about the deep bond between Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen—and recalling how the two had vanished together after their last meeting at Wanfa University—she had already formed a suspicion.
These two… might be secretly pushing their cultivation together in secret.
Wen Wuya wasn’t petty. She didn’t mind if Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were cultivating together. What she truly wondered was whether, now that Zhang Yu had arrived at Tianjian University and was seeing Bai Zhenzhen again, he’d seize the chance to do so—perhaps even using some of the new technologies.
If I could observe their progress closely…
With that thought, Wen Wuya resolved to keep a tight watch on the two—no detail would escape her.
But beyond that, another thought struck her.
Zhang Yu might not have even learned any new techniques from the experiment. Even if he did, he may be bound by confidentiality agreements and unable to use them openly.
The best way to judge his real strength? See him in action on the battlefield. Is his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power really at level 16, as Wanfa University claims?
Having made her decision, Wen Wuya’s consciousness plunged into the Ling Realm, racing through a torrent of information.
Let me think… where exactly is the Civil Engineering Department at Tianjian University?
She genuinely didn’t know. She had no idea where the department was located—or who was studying there. After some effort, reaching out to various sources, she finally projected her presence into the Ling Realm and materialized before the top student of Tianjian University’s Civil Engineering Department: Yue Guanqiong.
Yue Guanqiong stared at the figure before her, her eyes widening at the title and rank displayed above her head. “Is… is that Wen Wuya from Flying Sword Communication Engineering?”
What was the most crucial element in Flying Sword mastery?
Some believed it was the blade’s material—sharp, durable, capable of enduring extreme high-speed conditions. Others emphasized the swordsmanship itself, the ability to unlock the sword’s full potential—or even exceed its limits—so much so that even grass, wood, or stone in one’s hand could unleash sky-rending power.
Still others argued that refining the Flying Sword was paramount—mastering the art of refining blades to create stronger, more versatile weapons suited for diverse combat scenarios.
But if Yue Guanqiong were to speak, she would say:
The fact that Flying Sword Communication Engineering is one of Tianjian University’s flagship programs proves just how vital communication is to Flying Sword technology.
If you can remotely control a sword across thousands of miles, lock onto targets from beyond the horizon—then whether it’s a sword, a flying dagger, or a needle—it all becomes equally deadly.
And before her stood Wen Wuya—widely recognized as the crown jewel of Flying Sword Communication Engineering, a future contender for the Top Ten League, the very definition of a prodigy among prodigies.
Yue Guanqiong looked up, composed. “Professor Wu, what brings you here?”
Wen Wuya quickly summarized Zhang Yu’s situation, then asked: “You’ve observed him before. What’s your assessment of his strength?”
Yue Guanqiong paused, reflecting. “Last month, I watched him fight against Jinguang University. His Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power was only at level 10.”
Now at level 16? Unless he’s been hiding his power all along. But judging from his cultivation timeline, that’s highly unlikely.
Wen Wuya nodded. “Then I want you to push him to his limit during your match. I want to see just how far his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power has truly advanced.”
Yue Guanqiong smiled faintly, straightening her back. “Don’t worry. Even if his power is at level 16, I have full confidence I can defeat him.”
She believed in herself. But Wen Wuya wasn’t convinced. A student from the Civil Engineering Department? Could her judgment really be trusted? Could her confidence in victory be justified?
Without hesitation, Wen Wuya tapped her fingertip once—and ten projected Flying Swords appeared before Yue Guanqiong.
Choose one, she said silently. I’ll lend it to you for this match.
Yue Guanqiong’s eyes flickered, scanning the projections. Each time her gaze lingered on a blade, detailed information flooded into her mind.
Her eyes widened in shock.
All of these are former military-grade Flying Swords…
She couldn’t help but marvel: Even a single fragment of technology from the Hua Shen disciples could completely rewrite the outcome of our competition.
Wen Wuya didn’t care about the result of the Civil Engineering competition. Whether Zhang Yu won or lost—she didn’t care. It was just a departmental match.
Her only goal was to satisfy her curiosity: to witness firsthand how far Zhang Yu’s Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power had truly advanced.
After dissolving her Ling Realm projection, Wen Wuya turned her gaze toward Bai Zhenzhen—only to see her already withdrawing her sword and stepping back from the cultivation field, as if preparing to leave.
Leaving early today…
Could it be because Zhang Yu is coming?
Without delay, she sent a message to Zhang Yu: Where are you?
…
Above Tianjian University.
Zhang Yu stood in midair, gazing down at the sprawling University City below. Beside him floated Su Yanyang, Shi Huaixu, and others—each wrapped in a cocoon of sword qi, their flying swords glowing faintly as they hovered in the sky.
Each person’s sword emitted a steady stream of qi, enabling them to soar through the heavens, gliding effortlessly between the peaks and towers of the floating city.
Zhang Yu only just learned that in this city, suspended high above the clouds, flight wasn’t just a skill—it was a necessity.
Between the towering mountain peaks and sky-piercing buildings, there were no roads. To move freely through the city, one had to master sword flight.
Fortunately, Tianjian University was filled with temporary Flying Sword rental stations. Su Yanyang and the others had rented basic models after disembarking from the Flying Barge. These swords were low-tier, slow, and simple to operate—but they served as the most fundamental mode of transportation within the city.
Zhang Yu weaved through the jagged, blade-like mountains and skyscrapers, noticing something striking: the city outside looked almost empty.
Few people. Fewer advertisements. Barely any Ling Realm projections.
This Tianjian University feels far more spiritual than Wanfa University, he thought.
Not only were the projections scarce, but he also noticed flying swords streaking through the sky at intervals—each leaving behind thunderous booms and violent shockwaves.
Mo Ejin posted in the Competition Group Chat:
Tianjian University has advanced spiritual communication tech. Lingjie Flow is incredibly cheap here, so applications in that field are extremely developed.
Most students and teachers are used to taking online courses, cultivating in the Ling Realm, and spending their days locked in their dorms, studying in isolation.
Even sword practice is often done remotely—just control a Flying Sword from your room and send it out for a spin.
Of course, wealthy students still get personal instructors. They don’t spend all day cooped up in their dorms.
As Mo Ejin spoke, Zhang Yu instantly remembered his own Green Silk Flying Sword—and the eighty-four thousand Heaven-Scanning Flying Swords drifting through Kunxu’s Second Layer.
Just then, his phone buzzed. Wen Wuya had messaged him: Where are you?
He paused, then decided not to reply.
After a moment, he turned to Su Yanyang and the others. “You go ahead to the arena. I’ve got a high school friend who got into Tianjian University—I need to meet her.”
As Zhang Yu turned and flew away, Shi Huaixu murmured, “Meeting an old classmate? Seems he’s close to her.”
Su Yanyang, however, let out a quiet chuckle in his mind: A classmate? More like he’s meeting Wen Wuya.
He remembered the last gathering—how Wen Wuya’s projection had appeared beside Zhang Yu, and the rumors that followed about her and Zhang Yu.
He’s meeting her during the competition break, isn’t he?
…
On the other side of the city.
Zhang Yu soared over winding mountain ridges, his eyes scanning the clusters of buildings etched into the peaks. After a moment, he activated his Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, descending toward a cluster of aging, weathered apartment buildings.
He passed through narrow, empty alleyways, skirted past a junkyard filled with discarded Flying Swords, and slipped through a half-finished tunnel—before finally winding his way deep into the mountain’s interior.
After a series of twists and turns, he reached a quiet, secluded underground chamber.
And there, just ahead, stood a familiar, elegant silhouette.
He moved in an instant, a ripple of air parting around him as he shot forward—then wrapped his arms around her.
“A Zhen!”
But the next moment, something felt wrong.
The feel of her body—wrong. The size, the texture, the scent—completely different.
The only reason it felt familiar was because the figure’s appearance had been designed by Zhang Yu himself.
“Wen Wuya!” Zhang Yu recoiled sharply, stepping back.
What are you doing here? Why are you wearing A Zhen’s clothes? Why did you hide your Ling Realm Projection?
Wen Wuya smiled gently. “So A Zhen really was coming to meet you?”
“Don’t worry. I’m not here to stop you.”
As she watched Bai Zhenzhen, a sudden idea had struck her: Do I really only have one option—just observing?
She looked at Zhang Yu, her expression calm. “I’m here to join you.”
Can I come along for your meeting?
And I’ll pay you.
(End of Chapter)
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