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Chapter 481: The Spark of War? (Thanks to 'Zi Sang Lingfeng' for gifting Bai Zhenzhen 10 pairs of Stockings)
Feeling the sudden surge of power radiating from Zhang Yu, Yue Guanqiong’s heart jolted as he watched the colossal mountain—now being hurled down by Zhang Yu’s own hand—block out the sky.
"Battlefield breakthrough? Twice in a row?"
"Or did Wanfa hide intelligence—was Zhang Yu’s jump to 18th-level Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power actually due to the Yin Device experiment, not just 16th level?"
"Or perhaps the aftereffects of the experiment… had already completed the cultivation accumulation required for Technique advancement. Today’s competition merely triggered the final digestion process, accelerating the breakthrough…"
A flurry of thoughts flashed through Yue Guanqiong’s mind—each one sharper than the last—but he swiftly suppressed them all.
Because no matter the reason, he had no time to ponder.
Right now, the only priority was stopping the mountain descending with the force of a collapsing world.
With a roar, Yue Guanqiong unleashed the full power of his Dazizai Shunyu Sword Qi. Countless blades erupted from the Sword Array like a torrent of molten metal, roaring toward the mountain in a storm of destruction.
"Break the mountain open!"
The impact was deafening. The mountain shattered under the onslaught, chunks of rock tearing apart into a storm of debris and dust that choked the air.
But as the mountain was being carved apart, Zhang Yu reached out and seized the earth with a single gesture. Vast clouds of sand and stone surged upward, merging into the mountain’s mass.
"Move the mountain!
Crush them all into the ground!"
Behind him, Su Yanyang and Shi Huaixu synchronized their efforts, activating their Array in unison.
Su Yanyang: "Zhang Yu! Let us lend you our strength!"
Shi Huaixu: "Don’t give them a chance to counterattack!"
A thunderous boom echoed across the field as a torrential mudflow erupted, coiling into serpentine earth dragons that merged into Zhang Yu’s mountain.
At the same time, Yue Guanqiong barked: "Follow me—hold the line!
He moves the mountain—so we break the earth!
Swords—come forth!"
Thanks to the efforts of Tianjian University’s other teammates, sand and stone were swiftly transformed into weapons, flying into Yue Guanqiong’s hands, ready to be hurled like blades of lightning.
The clash was catastrophic—mountains, rock layers, metal, mud, and sand—fought under the will of both sides, exploding with titanic force. The sky vanished beneath a storm of smoke and fire.
Xiang Shan from Tianyao University watched, sighing: "Wanfa digs the earth and moves mountains. Tianjian breaks the mountain and tears the soil open."
"It’s the purest, most fundamental test of construction ability."
Wan Gouxuan from Xianbing University nodded slowly. "Extreme focus. Maximum strength. Pushing the instinct of construction, honed through endless practice. The winner will always be the one with the highest construction efficiency."
Then, as the mountain sank lower, it collided violently with the Aerial Fortress.
The deafening impact sent the fortress tilting. Like a ship sinking beneath the waves, it began to descend, slowly, inevitably.
Xiang Shan murmured: "Yue Guanqiong still fights with everything he’s got. But just like before, Dazizai Shunyu Sword Qi could once rely on range to dominate Zhang Yu."
"Now that the distance has closed, Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power holds the upper hand…"
As he spoke, the floating fortress above cracked apart—ripped apart by invisible hands—spewing shards across the sky.
Even as mountain and fortress plunged together, sword winds howled, smoke roared into the heavens. The resistance from Tianjian University still burned fiercely.
And even after the fortress crashed into the earth, the fight didn’t stop—instead, it grew fiercer.
But as the battlefield shifted to ground level, Zhang Yu’s advantage widened even further.
The earth writhed like boiling water, churning, tearing everything apart. Xiang Shan watched, calm. "It’s over."
Wan Gouxuan gave a slight nod, but said nothing.
The match was over. Yet their expressions grew heavier—both still haunted by Zhang Yu’s sudden breakthrough.
To be honest, battlefield breakthroughs weren’t rare. Cultivators advanced every day. A breakthrough during a competition was just a coincidence.
Two in a row? Uncommon—but not unheard of. In history, some prodigies had even broken through three or four times in a single battle, feeding their growth through combat.
Even more extreme: in ancient times, breakthroughs from Foundation Establishment to Jin Dan, or from Jin Dan to Yuan Ying, had happened mid-battle—no qualification certificates, no legal restrictions.
But Xiang Shan wished that Zhang Yu was just such a prodigy—someone whose power came purely from innate talent.
"Even a genius is just one man’s strength," he thought. "But Zhang Yu’s breakthrough… suggests Wanfa has made a breakthrough in Immortal Dao Technology."
"If that’s true, then Wanfa will keep producing more like him."
"Not just Civil Engineering Department will have more Zhang Yus. Students from every department will grow stronger."
"Then this isn’t just about competition anymore."
"Even in construction projects, Wanfa’s higher efficiency means lower costs—giving them a crushing edge in bidding."
Xiang Shan knew the rivalry between Wanfa and Tianyao was fierce.
If Wanfa won more projects, Tianyao would get fewer. Less work. Less income.
"And if this happens… before I graduate?"
Just the thought made his chest tighten.
He needed Zhang Yu to be a genius—someone who broke through on sheer talent alone.
…
"Through his own talent? Impossible."
Wang Yin, standing on the Ling Realm Audience Stand, stared at the battlefield, his eyes glinting with unreadable light.
"A technique already boosted from 10th to 16th level via the Yin Device—could it really have broken through two levels in just a few days through sheer will?"
"Either Wanfa hid the truth—had already achieved 18th level in the lab… but why?"
"More likely, the Yin Device had already completed the cultivation accumulation. The competition just triggered the breakthrough."
"Who knows? If the fight continued… maybe he’d break through again."
As the thought settled, Wang Yin’s pulse quickened.
"Regardless of how it happened—Wanfa has achieved a major breakthrough in Yin Device and Mutual Cultivation technology."
"The balance is shifting."
"The University War will accelerate."
"Chaos is coming."
"An unprecedented opportunity is about to arrive."
A thrill surged through him.
…
Dazizai Shunyu Sword Qi was still too weak, Yue Guanqiong thought, watching the fortress collapse. The distance was too close, the technique too rigid, lacking the finesse of multi-line battlefield manipulation. It was good only for basic civil engineering work.
He didn’t dwell on it.
For Wen Wuya, the outcome of the match meant nothing compared to Zhang Yu’s breakthrough.
"Wanfa’s Mutual Cultivation tech did advance… but where did it come from?"
"They lack the lineage. It couldn’t have been self-developed."
Recalling the recent Yin Device uprising at Hehuan University, the answer became clear.
"Either Wanfa stole a batch of Yin Devices… or they sheltered survivors afterward. Most likely, they reverse-engineered the Qiongjiang God’s devices to achieve this temporary success."
"But going from lab prototype to real-world application, then mass production—there’s still a long way to go."
"Especially since the uprising happened just months ago."
"Right now, Wanfa probably only knows how to use the Qiongjiang God’s devices."
"Replication? Production? Not even close."
A faint, knowing smile curled Wen Wuya’s lips.
"But Qiongjiang God won’t let this slide."
"Wanfa and Hehuan will face a Hua Shen-level conflict."
"And what will our two Immortals do?"
She fell into deep thought.
…
On the Audience Stand, Bai Zhenzhen clenched her fist, then threw it into the air.
"Yu Zi won!"
The Qingqing God’s voice echoed in her Eye Armor: You’re not celebrating Wanfa’s victory, are you?
Bai Zhenzhen shook her head. "Of course not! I’m a student of Tianjian University!"
The Qingqing God chuckled. "For now, Zhang Yu has fully fallen into the path of Mutual Cultivation."
"His entire Military-Grade Technique has been fueled by it. He’ll only go deeper down this road."
"Especially with Wanfa’s experiments pushing him further."
She sighed. "That means you two are no longer on the same path."
"Others might not understand the conflict."
"But you, who walks the Jiqing Dao—you know."
Bai Zhenzhen nodded. "Yes. While I’ve taken the heretical path of Jiqing, Yu Zi has chosen the righteous road of Mutual Cultivation."
After three years of cultivation, she had come to a clear conclusion: Jiqing Dao, though less demonic than Double Rest Cult or Unemployed Cult, was still a path of utter heresy.
The Qingqing God said again: "I’ve told you a thousand times—extreme emotion is the true path. Mutual Cultivation is the heresy."
Bai Zhenzhen nodded casually, thinking to herself: Yeah, yeah, yeah. The whole world’s wrong. Only you’re right.
As the competition ended, Bai Zhenzhen vanished in a flash—racing toward the smoky battlefield.
(End of Chapter)
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