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Chapter 506: Stay in Civil Engineering? Or Switch Departments? (Thanks to 'Shentong Daxiong' for the Alliance Patron Gift)
Staring into Director Gao’s earnest gaze, Xi Yun Zhenjun sighed helplessly, pointing at him with a wry smile. “You know, you’re actually younger than me, yet you act like an old relic.”
“Students will eventually grow up and leave. You should think more about yourself.”
Director Gao chuckled softly. “Principal, Zhang Yu is someone I’ve personally selected as my successor. The future of the Civil Engineering Department might just rest on his shoulders. And since his future earnings will include a share for me, helping him is the same as helping myself.”
Xi Yun Zhenjun blinked in surprise, frowning slightly. “Zhang Yu… your disciple?”
Director Gao nodded. “Indeed. I’ve already decided to secure his graduate status preservation. I’m planning to announce it publicly at this banquet shortly.”
Xi Yun Zhenjun nodded slowly, his expression puzzled. “Ah.”
In an instant, he sent a mental message to Ciji Zhenjun:
What are you and Lao Gao up to?
Ciji Zhenjun: Nothing much.
Xi Yun Zhenjun: Ciji, with so many people watching today, don’t make a fool of me.
Feeling the faint confusion on Xi Yun Zhenjun’s face, Director Gao continued:
“Principal, rest assured. From my observations, Zhang Yu possesses exceptional talent and character. He’s a rare investment. In the future, he’ll undoubtedly become a key figure in the Civil Engineering Department—and a major source of revenue for the school.”
“Mm-hmm.” Xi Yun Zhenjun thought to himself. Could there be some game I don’t know about?
At that moment, Zhang Yu approached Director Gao, who then pulled him forward and introduced him to Xi Yun Zhenjun.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, Tu Lishan listened intently to a report from his student, Shi Huaixu.
Suddenly, his brows twitched. “What did you say?”
Shi Huaixu: “Zhang Yu completed the final implantation of the Seven Supreme Spirit Armors…”
Tu Lishan interrupted: “No, I meant—what did you say about Zhang Yu switching departments?”
Shi Huaixu: “He’s transferring to the Alchemy Department, teacher. Didn’t you know?”
Tu Lishan froze, eyes narrowing. He glanced toward Zhang Yu and Director Gao, murmuring to himself: Zhang Yu’s transferring to Alchemy Department? And under Ciji Zhenjun’s guidance?
He almost sent a message to Director Gao—then paused. Another thought struck him.
Does Director Gao already know?
Given their centuries-long friendship… could this be a coordinated move?
On the other side, Lin Director listened to Xiao Yunji’s report, letting out a cold snort. I knew it. High Chongguang couldn’t possibly have trained a student like Zhang Yu in just three years without outside support.
Of course, it’s the Alchemy Department behind the scenes.
Thinking of Ji Yuanchi’s early downfall, Lin Director sighed inwardly. Perhaps I was too bold in promoting Ji Yuanchi. If High Chongguang and Ciji had operated in secret, they’d have succeeded much more smoothly.
Even though Old Director Lingyue Immortal’s physical body had long since passed, his spirit now resided in the Ling Realm. He had sent a projection to attend the banquet.
As Su Yanyang delivered his report on the competition, Old Director’s eyes flickered. Lao Gao is about to pull the entire Civil Engineering Department into Alchemy’s orbit. He’s preparing for war—fully committed now.
And with Ciji Zhenjun’s Spirit Armor project already drawing the ire of Hehuan University, and the clash with Wan Hua Shen Jun and Qiongjiang God still fresh… the undercurrents are turbulent.
Are they truly trying to drag Wanfa into the fray?
Old Director sighed. Ah… the age of great contention. Maybe stepping down early isn’t such a bad idea after all.
Just then, the lighting in the hall shifted. Except for the area around Director Gao, the rest of the space dimmed into shadow.
All eyes turned to Director Gao—and to Zhang Yu, standing beside him.
Director Gao smiled proudly, his voice calm and resonant.
“Teachers, students—today the sky is clear, the sun high, just like our hearts, burning with passion.”
“The Civil Engineering Department’s Competition Team defeated Jinguang University, Tianjian University, Xianbing University, and Tianyao University. They fought their way through every challenge, climbed every peak, and have finally claimed this year’s championship.”
“This victory was not just theirs. It was built on countless Lingbi investments, countless hours of effort. It’s not only a triumph for the team—but for our entire school’s education.”
“And Zhang Yu, as a first-time participant in inter-school competition, made a decisive contribution. He upheld the Orthodoxy of Civil Engineering, leading his teammates to a glorious, honorable victory over Tianyao University in the final match.”
“I hope he continues to strive, turning this achievement into a solid foundation—so that he may one day shine brightly within the Civil Engineering Department.”
As the speech ended, the crowd’s expressions varied. Tu Lishan wore a strange look. Xi Yun Zhenjun remained puzzled. Lin Director sneered. Old Director stared thoughtfully.
The students, however, gazed at Zhang Yu with envy, jealousy, and admiration—already treating him as the new role model of the Civil Engineering Department.
Then, Director Gao gripped Zhang Yu’s hand and declared, “Today, I have one more announcement to make.”
“Zhang Yu earned his Military Civil Engineering Certificate in his third year and led the team to victory in the inter-school competition. This level of achievement hasn’t been seen in the department in years.”
“Therefore, I formally nominate Zhang Yu for direct admission to the Civil Engineering Department’s graduate program. And I will personally mentor him—devoting all my effort to shaping him into a pillar of the department… and of Wanfa.”
As the words left Director Gao’s mouth, a wave of murmurs swept through the hall.
Most students were still dazzled by Zhang Yu’s sudden fame, envious of his spotlight and the director’s unwavering support.
But the teachers understood the weight of what was being said. A direct disciple receiving such complete backing—beyond ordinary loans, blood ties, or contracts—was unprecedented.
Old Director thought: He’s treating Zhang Yu like a son… no, even more than a son. If I had a student like this, I’d invest every Lingbi with zero risk. Of course, I’d pour more into him than into my own heirs.
But… wasn’t Zhang Yu supposed to transfer to Alchemy Department? To join Ciji’s school?
His eyes narrowed. Could there be a conflict between the two departments? Both seeing his potential, both wanting to claim him?
To someone of Old Director’s age, such student rivalry wasn’t unheard of—but it was rare. After all, top-tier students were like high-growth startups. The better the student, the higher the return. But unlike stocks, you couldn’t let multiple mentors invest in one person. The opportunity was limited—so the competition was fierce.
Yet, this was the first time he’d seen a clash between Civil Engineering and Alchemy over a student.
In the past, such battles usually happened among the elite departments—Finance, Alchemy, Dao Arts—where teachers competed for wealthy, high-potential students in private group chats.
On the other side, Tu Lishan nearly gasped. What’s going on? Could Director Gao really not know?
Ye Xingli swallowed hard, instinctively glancing toward Ciji Zhenjun. What will the teacher do? Is a confrontation about to erupt right here?
“Oh?” Lin Director’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. I don’t know what’s happening… but this just got interesting.
At that moment, Zhang Yu felt Director Gao’s gaze pressing down on him. He opened his mouth, but struggled to breathe.
Could he refuse?
Feeling the sincerity in Director Gao’s eyes, remembering the kindness and support over the past three years, Zhang Yu found it impossible to say no.
But could he accept?
The thought of staying in Civil Engineering—of being trapped in a department that couldn’t even enter the Sect—filled him with dread. Even his bachelor’s degree, in the eyes of the Sect, might be treated like a criminal record.
Without access to the Sect, he would eventually succumb to the Ritual’s backlash… and all of Director Gao’s investments would vanish into nothing.
Terror gripped him. He sent a frantic message to Ciji Zhenjun:
Teacher? What should I do?
Ciji Zhenjun: Just stall for time. Fake it till you make it.
Zhang Yu: Why isn’t she panicking? What’s her plan?
Just then, Director Gao tilted his head, sensing Zhang Yu’s hesitation. “Zhang Yu?”
Zhang Yu swallowed hard and began speaking, voice steady.
“Over the past three years, I’ve learned so much in the Civil Engineering Department. The dangerous conditions on construction sites strengthened my body. The grueling work refined my technique. The knowledge I gained in construction has greatly improved my earning potential.”
“And of course, your support, Director Gao—your generosity, your guidance—made these three years the most transformative of my life…”
At that moment, the air in the Ling Realm shimmered.
A flash of light erupted—then another. Before anyone could react, countless projections of Lingbi flooded the entire hall, filling every corner.
From the depths of the Ling Realm, a towering figure emerged—a projection woven from countless Lingbi spirits. It stepped forward, pausing before Zhang Yu.
“Apologies for the interruption,” the figure said, voice echoing with solemn authority. “I am Lian Shu Zhenjun, from the Finance Department.”
“Zhang Yu, would you be interested in joining our department? Becoming my disciple?”
The crowd gasped.
Lian Shu Zhenjun? Tu Lishan thought. He’s a disciple of Jin Que Shen Jun—third of Wanfa’s Three Immortals, and the one who controls the university’s funds and investments.
Lin Director’s expression flickered. Finance Department wants Zhang Yu? Why wasn’t I informed?
But while the teachers buzzed with speculation, the students had only one thought:
Say yes!
Civil Engineering or Finance? This is no choice at all—like choosing between eating dirt or candy.
Gong Shuijin, Ma Xuan, Feng Tingting, and the others in the crowd could barely contain their desire to trade places with Zhang Yu—just to say yes and join Finance Department.
Yet when faced with Lian Shu Zhenjun’s offer, Zhang Yu answered without hesitation:
“I’m sorry. I have no interest in the Finance Department.”
Lian Shu Zhenjun paused, surprised. Then, recovering, he added:
“Don’t worry. No matter how many breach-of-contract fees you owe, or what contracts you’ve signed—join us, and I’ll cover it all. Your graduate status is guaranteed. I’ll be your mentor for life.”
(End of Chapter)
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