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Chapter 493: The Value of Extended Life
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"Free?" Ji Yuanchi narrowed his eyes, suspicion etched across his face.
Though he was now poorer than ever—living through what was arguably the most financially strained period of his life—his instincts had sharpened over the years. He’d survived too many storms to ignore the red flags.
Free? What kind of scam is this? Another fraudster? Not this time.
With a wary expression, Ji Yuanchi took a few steps back, then vanished down the corridor at speed.
Watching from afar, Fu Xinyao frowned. The civil engineering department at Wanfa University… really are a pain in the neck.
Oh well. Take it slow.
She knew she’d been planted here by Qiongjiang God not just to gather intelligence, but also as a quiet agent within the university. With Hua Shen Yin Qi at her disposal, Qiongjiang God could descend at any moment, wielding influence across the Ling Realm to manipulate the material world on a grand scale.
Wanfa University stole the Spirit Armor. They won’t stop researching it. And the God won’t let this go either.
This is just the appetizer, Fu Xinyao thought. The real battle is still ahead.
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Time passed, marked by wave after wave of announcements from Wanfa University and Hehuan University.
Yet as the semester wore on, even the legendary clashes between the two Hua Shen Gods faded into obscurity. With final exams looming, especially as February drew to a close, the students of University City grew increasingly frantic, their steps hurried, their eyes fixed on the clock.
That afternoon, as soon as class ended, Le Mulan blurred through the Yuan Ci Channel, streaking toward her dorm.
She wanted to deliver the newly refined Medicinal Agent to Zhang Yu.
She hadn’t called ahead—she didn’t want to waste his time.
She knew Zhang Yu was swamped. Every second was worth more to him than to anyone else. He’d vanished for days at a time, buried in cultivation or work.
She’d considered giving him something else—some token, a gift. But like most students at Wanfa, her finances were tight. Almost all her income went straight into her cultivation.
So the only thing she could truly offer was her own cultivation achievement—the Medicinal Agent she’d refined herself.
But… will he even care about this now?
To him, is it just… barely better than nothing?
Still, she knew it was the best she could give.
Just then, a gust of wind tore past her. Zhang Yu leapt into the air, a blur against the street, vanishing in an instant.
Le Mulan tried to chase him, pushing her speed to the limit—but no matter how fast she went, his figure shrank into the distance, then vanished into the Anti-Gravity Channel.
A place she wasn’t qualified to enter.
She looked up, watching him vanish into the sky, swallowed by the channel’s glow.
Slowly, she turned and walked back toward her dorm.
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Meanwhile, Zhang Yu arrived at the Examination Hall and began his final exam.
With his current strength, the test was a breeze. He finished every single one early, securing first place in every subject before anyone else had even finished half the paper.
As time passed, the last exam arrived—Engineering.
Tu Lishan called out to the students, “Check your Spirit Armor’s Martial Energy levels. Make sure your Membership Service hasn’t expired. And confirm your Ling Realm data allowance is sufficient. Every year, Wanfa sees students fail exams over these issues. I hope our Civil Engineering Department doesn’t make the same mistake this year.”
At the sound of the exam start signal, the hall trembled.
All eyes turned to Zhang Yu.
In that moment, the world seemed to tilt. On the construction site, materials came alive—rising, shifting, reshaping under the power of Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, assembling with impossible speed.
The tower they were tasked to build rose before their eyes, a marvel of instant construction.
Finished in record time, Zhang Yu walked out, leaving behind a sea of envious stares.
That was Le Mulan I saw on the way, he thought.
He sent her a message:
Are you in the dorm?
I’m coming over.
As he hurried back, he mused: Today should be the day Le Mulan’s Deep Cold Mana Vein reaches Level 2.
Thanks to Zhang Yu’s periodic Martial Energy infusions—especially now that he had the Yanyang Dao Mai to complement her vein—her Martial Energy and quality had improved steadily, though not as dramatically as his own. Still, she far surpassed most Foundation Establishment-level students.
Now, as the third year’s first semester ended, Le Mulan had already reached 1,000 units of Mana Level, and her Martial Energy Quality was inching toward 200%.
Zhang Yu had calculated: today was the day it would finally hit 200%.
He was eager to see what Level 2 would bring.
As soon as he stepped into the dorm, he began pouring his Martial Energy into her.
At the moment her quality hit 200%, a wave of cold surged through her body—then, like a river reversing course, a wave of heat surged back through her meridians, flowing into Zhang Yu.
Le Mulan gasped, stunned.
“My Martial Energy… it feels different.”
Zhang Yu glanced at the Dao Zong Spectrum. The Deep Cold Mana Vein now glowed at Level 2.
He nodded. “It’s changed.”
After testing and observing, he gradually understood what Level 2 could do.
Where Level 1 had given her Martial Energy a subtle coldness—enough to freeze Gang Qi, stop blood flow, disinfect wounds, even release internal cold poison—Level 2 took it further.
With continuous circulation, her body can maintain a constant low temperature. Even under full Physical Body activation, her core temperature can stay under 60 degrees.
Zhang Yu knew this was extraordinary.
Because when cultivators unleashed their full power, internal heat could spike to tens or even hundreds of times their normal level. The longer the burst, the higher the temperature, the greater the strain on the body—sometimes even reducing cultivation efficiency.
Level 2 doesn’t just cool her body. It channels excess heat through Martial Energy, releasing it outward.
So she’s cooling herself… while heating up the environment.
To Zhang Yu, impressive as it was, this wasn’t groundbreaking. Kunxu had countless techniques, Spirit Armors, and Dao Arts capable of similar feats.
But the real power… is longevity.
Long-term use of Level 2 Deep Cold Mana Vein significantly extends Physical Body lifespan.
If sustained, it could add one or two decades—easily.
And that kind of time… is money.
Just then, Feng Tingting sent a message:
Zhang Yu, did you hear? The old director of the Civil Engineering Department can’t extend his life anymore—he’s stepping down!
Looks like Director Gao will take over temporarily.
If he handles things well within a year, he’ll likely get the permanent position.
Zhang Yu smirked. Feng Tingting’s still the same gossip queen—even after adding a Civil Engineering degree.
Though… she’s been quieter about alchemy lately. Now it’s all about civil engineering drama.
He quickly sent a congratulatory message to Director Gao.
As he read the news about the old director, a quiet sorrow stirred in Zhang Yu’s heart.
Life… how many people have bankrupted themselves chasing just one more year.
He looked at Le Mulan, then back at his own body.
Extending life by 10–20%… even if it’s halved, what would that be worth to someone who’s already burned through every method, whose cultivation costs keep rising?
With Le Mulan, my future lifespan will stretch longer. More time to fight, to work, to push further on the Xian Dao path.
And this is just Level 2. If it keeps evolving… the longevity gains will only grow.
His eyes sparkled with quiet intensity as he looked at Le Mulan.
She’s getting more valuable every day.
But he also knew her position was becoming increasingly delicate.
If those dying old bastards find out… they’ll try to seize her instantly.
And while that’s risky, it’s also profitable.
At the same time, Le Mulan felt the subtle shift in her body—the quiet, deep power of extended life.
She stared blankly, stunned.
Zhang Yu watched her, silent.
The real question… is what does she want?
Will she sell this ability for more cultivation resources?
He fixed her with a serious gaze, waiting until she snapped back to reality.
Le Mulan whispered, “Zhang Yu… my Martial Energy…”
Zhang Yu nodded. “I felt it too. It can extend life.”
Her cheeks flushed—excited, nervous.
“What should I do?”
Zhang Yu said gravely: “I suggest you keep this quiet for now.”
Le Mulan, if you trust me, once I have the means, I’ll protect you. I’ll help you safely profit from this ability.”
To Zhang Yu, her Dao Seed—Deep Cold Mana Vein—wasn’t just her own. It had been shaped and enhanced by his Dao Zong Spectrum. They’d grown together, mutually empowering.
If she stayed with him, she might not gain riches overnight—but long-term, it was safer, and her potential would grow with every level.
But he also knew—she didn’t know about his Feather Scroll. She didn’t know about the Dao Zong Spectrum.
And he couldn’t tell her.
So he sighed inwardly. If she insisted on selling it now, he couldn’t stop her.
But as she listened, Le Mulan’s mind flashed back—years of memories.
Zhang Yu fighting Wang Yin.
The countless times he’d poured Martial Energy into her.
The people at his company—Zhao Tianxing and the others.
She took a breath, then said quietly:
“I trust you.”
You’re the only person… I’ve ever truly trusted since I was a child.
Zhang Yu looked at the Dao Seed on her chest, nodded, and said firmly:
“Don’t worry. You’ll never regret this choice.”
To reach Level 3, the Deep Cold Mana Vein required 5,000 units of Martial Energy and 250% quality—levels only achievable at the Jin Dan stage.
(End of Chapter)
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