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Chapter 497: Reimbursement and Preparing to Switch Departments
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Power Core temperature too high...
Left arm, third joint — Vibration Joint fractured...
Spirit Energy Circuit short-circuit alarm...
As a cascade of warning messages flashed across the screen, Wan Gouxuan realized that Diyong Shen had sustained significant damage during his clash with Zhang Yu.
Below the diagnostic data, the estimated repair cost was displayed: 18.23 Lingbi.
Normally, Wan Gouxuan would’ve already been contemplating the most stylish way to surrender. Continuing the fight meant repair bills mounting relentlessly—clearly not worth it.
But now, with full reimbursement coverage, he felt no fear at all.
In fact, as the repair estimate continued to climb, his fighting spirit surged. He wanted nothing more than to keep battling—until he’d worn his opponent down to dust!
“Again!”
With full power reactivated, Diyong Shen roared to life. Wan Gouxuan replayed Zhang Yu’s last devastating strike in his mind.
“Diyong Shen’s damaged… I don’t believe your Physical Body is untouched.”
“How many times can you pull off a move like that?”
With a thunderous bellow, Diyong Shen’s Power Core flared violently. Layers of Gang Qi erupted, rapidly repairing Gen Mai Faxon, and unleashed another earth-shattering blow.
“I can still perform that attack eight times,” Zhang Yu thought.
“Channeling Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power through my own Gang Qi and Physical Body—delivering the dual force of two such techniques in a single strike… My body can only sustain this for about three times before degradation sets in. After six, the power begins to drop sharply. By nine, it’s at my absolute limit.”
As Zhang Yu mused, Yishan Lishi let out a long, echoing roar.
In an instant, Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power exploded outward, drawing in immense Disha Gravity centered on Zhang Yu himself.
The air compressed violently around him. Waves of pressure surged outward in all directions, rippling through the battlefield like storm fronts.
Within the churning maelstrom, Zhang Yu’s hands rose—one clutching a black star, the other a white. With both celestial orbs in hand, he struck again at the crumbling Diyong Shen.
The two clashed six more times in furious succession.
Yishan Lishi shattered and collapsed repeatedly, shrinking down to less than half its original size.
Diyong Shen collapsed to one knee, its body riddled with massive fractures, utterly incapable of further combat.
Zhang Yu looked down at the wreckage, his voice calm.
“End of the line.”
During the brutal exchanges, fragments of Diyong Shen’s internal structure—its function, design, vulnerabilities—flashed through Zhang Yu’s mind.
Several critical weak points—specifically in the Spirit Energy Circuit and Vibration Joint—aligned perfectly with the areas of most severe damage.
This wasn’t mere luck. It was the result of his cultivation of Jianbao Jue.
While pushing his entire body, Gang Qi, and cultivation power to the absolute limit, the most crucial element had been using Jianbao Jue to precisely target and exploit these weak points—maximizing destruction.
Wan Gouxuan stared up at Zhang Yu, who now hovered above him, five fingers spread wide, Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power gathering once more in his palm.
“He defeated my Diyong Shen… single-handedly.”
“Is he really only been training with Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power for a few months?”
At that moment, Wan Gouxuan decided to call a pause in the match and request backup.
As previously agreed, if caught between Mo Ejin and another opponent, this was the protocol.
But now, he realized even Zhang Yu alone was beyond his reach.
When he submitted the request, the Alchemy Department student assigned to support him replied:
“Just forget it. Don’t waste money.”
“Even if I temporarily repair and reinforce Diyong Shen, you still won’t beat this Zhang Yu. And don’t even get me started on Mo Ejin.”
The student shook his head.
“I’ve got my own preparations for the Top Ten League. No time to waste on you.”
With support denied, Wan Gouxuan understood the match was already lost.
When the pause ended and combat resumed, Xianbing University collapsed like a house of cards. Diyong Shen was dismantled piece by piece. The rest of the team surrendered one by one.
The Wanfa University crew erupted in cheers as they left the arena.
In the audience stands, Director Gao nodded with a smile.
“Next up—our final against Tianyao University.”
He also knew this final wasn’t just important for Zhang Yu. It was vital for him, too.
A victory here would mark the first major achievement for the Civil Engineering Department under his leadership.
He turned to Ciji Zhenjun beside him.
“Ciji, thank you. Without your help, Zhang Yu wouldn’t have grown so fast.”
Ciji Zhenjun hesitated.
“Lao Gao… actually…”
Director Gao: “Hmm?”
Ciji Zhenjun: “Nothing. Never mind.”
She thought to herself:
“Wait until the Civil Engineering final is over. Once Zhang Yu’s Comprehensive Score is secure, we’ll arrange his transfer. No more delays.”
She looked at Director Gao and mentally added:
“Lao Gao… don’t blame me. A talent like Zhang Yu belongs in Kunxu only to the strongest. If you’re not strong enough… or rich enough… well, that’s just how it is.”
At that moment, Qian Kui Zhenjun from Xianbing University spoke up:
“Ciji, judging from this student’s performance, your team’s breakthrough work has been impressive. You’re going to make a fortune. If you’re interested in exchanging your technology for market access here at Xianbing University, we can talk.”
Ciji Zhenjun remained calm.
“Not interested, at the moment.”
Qian Kui Zhenjun smiled.
“I’ve heard the Qiongjiang God is gathering allies, trying to pressure Wanfa University. Sanction your Alchemy Department. If you’re interested in cooperation, I’m always available.”
“See you at the Top Ten League. I’m sure many are eager to see what Wanfa University will bring this time.”
Director Gao frowned slightly.
“This project is gaining too much attention. If we keep rising, Wanfa may become the center of a storm. Ciji will be targeted—drawn into the fire.”
He knew the intensity of University War was inevitable. The Top Ten would eventually step in.
But he didn’t want Wanfa to be the first. And certainly not Ciji.
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On the other side, as Zhang Yu left the arena, he noticed Wan Gouxuan and the others weren’t devastated. Their expressions were calm—almost… excited.
Zhang Yu wasn’t wrong.
Wan Gouxuan had lost, but he didn’t feel the same pain as last year.
After all, this time, even if he lost, the match still qualified for full reimbursement. The damaged parts of Diyong Shen could be replaced with brand-new ones.
After the competition ended, Wan Gouxuan went straight to Ji Hu Corporation—where the replacement parts had already been pre-arranged.
He scanned the list:
All components upgraded to Ji Hu-brand?
Prices… increased tenfold?
“So that’s how it is. The school’s buying these at a premium—deliberately enriching Ji Hu.”
Wan Gouxuan had no complaints. He wasn’t paying a cent. Diyong Shen would be reborn stronger than ever.
He even suspected that, to some people, this high-cost procurement might be more valuable than the actual combat data.
As the latest, most advanced Ji Hu-brand components were installed, Wan Gouxuan felt a new spirit—Xianbing University’s pride—seep into the machine.
His teacher said:
“Next time, use your pure Blood-Ji Hu Diyong Shen. Let every school see what Ji Hu can become. Just like Wanfa’s pure Blood-Wandao Jiangzong, or Jin Guang University’s pure Blood-Jin Gang Xuan Zao—this is the inevitable path for any Spirit Artifact company rising from the bottom to the top.”
Wan Gouxuan nodded.
“Zhang Yu… next year, we’ll settle this.”
But then his brow furrowed.
Even with a stronger Diyong Shen, if he couldn’t get reimbursement next year… he’d be weaker than he was today.
He sighed.
“Wanfa Civil Engineering Department… probably won’t have a chance to win for years.”
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Back on his way home, Zhang Yu received messages from both Director Gao and Ciji Zhenjun.
Director Gao: Next match, Mo Ejin will join you.
Director Gao: Work together. Aim for the championship.
Director Gao: But if it’s too much—don’t push. Tianyao’s Civil Engineering Department has always been strong. Protect your potential above all.
As usual, Director Gao offered encouragement, reminding Zhang Yu not to grow complacent, to keep pushing, and to perform well in the final. Then he asked after Zhang Yu’s recent work and personal life.
Director Gao: I heard your company’s doing well. I’ll have Tu Lishan assign you more projects in a few days.
Director Gao: Next week, come with me to meet other Civil Engineering Department professors. Get to know more people.
Director Gao: The future of this department depends on you young ones.
Director Gao: Not just on-site skills—networks matter too.
Director Gao: Oh, and don’t forget to apply for the Civil Engineering Department’s top student award. I’ve already put in the recommendation.
Zhang Yu could tell—Director Gao truly saw him as a successor. Whether or not he won the final, he’d be guided step by step into the world of Civil Engineering.
Meanwhile, Ciji Zhenjun’s message was direct.
Ciji Zhenjun: If you win the final, start preparing for your transfer.
Zhang Yu: Win the championship and switch departments? Isn’t that rushing things?
Ciji Zhenjun: What? You’re reluctant to leave the Civil Engineering Department?
Zhang Yu: No, it’s just… I’m worried about Director Gao.
Ciji Zhenjun: A proper teacher doesn’t hold back a student from a better path.
Ciji Zhenjun: Besides, your priority right now is securing victory in the next match.
Ciji Zhenjun: Even if it’s just the Civil Engineering Department, Tianyao’s is a powerhouse.
Ciji Zhenjun: Worry about your teacher later. Focus on your strength. In the remaining time, push yourself as hard as you can.
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Back at Wanfa University, in the dormitory.
“You’re hurt?”
Le Mulan handed Zhang Yu a medicinal agent—no packaging, just a simple glass bottle.
She fidgeted slightly.
“It’s… my own medicine. Want to try it?”
She didn’t know exactly how much Zhang Yu earned now, only that it was a lot.
But she hoped her most treasured remedy—just like in the past—could still help him.
Zhang Yu took the bottle, smiled faintly.
“Thanks.”
With the match against Tianyao University just a week away, he didn’t waste time resting. He briefly tidied up and maintained his Spirit Artifact, then returned to his usual cultivation and work.
In these final days, he’d push himself to the limit.
Recalling three years of high school, then nearly three more in university—now, on the verge of transferring to the Alchemy Department, so close to stepping into the Top Ten Sects—there was no way he’d let anything go wrong at this final stage.
(End of Chapter)
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