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Chapter 535: Yuhua Child and the Wuye Elder
A series of heavy, thunderous booms echoed from deep within Wanfa University City, like a succession of distant explosions. The trembling ground sent shockwaves through the dormitory, and every face inside paled.
As students of the Civil Engineering Department with solid training in Foundation Establishment, each of them knew just how robust the city’s structural integrity was—its defenses against blasts and earthquakes were legendary. Under normal circumstances, even their most powerful techniques could barely affect one floor, let alone ripple across multiple levels. The intensity of the current tremors, therefore, spoke volumes: something extraordinary was happening far below.
Zhang Yu glanced down at the floor, his gaze drifting toward the unfathomable depths beneath. Something major has happened down there, he thought.
At that moment, all their Eye Armors flared violently. Yu Xinghan spoke, voice tense: “We’re back online with the spiritual world!”
But before anyone could breathe easy, they realized the connection was crippled—visible, but nearly unusable.
Then, a child’s face emerged in their Eye Armors—lips crimson, teeth white, eyes wide with unnatural innocence.
“Everyone in Wanfa University City,” the child announced calmly, “greetings.”
“I am the Hua Shen God of the Yuhua Cult. You may call me Yuhua Child.”
“I have come to share my teachings, to pass down the Dao of the Yuhua Cult.”
The sight sent a jolt through everyone present. Shock rippled across the room.
Hua Shen? Zhang Yu’s mind reeled. The Yuhua Cult actually has a Hua Shen? How are they even able to access the Ling Realm here? Where’s the Principal? Where’s Zheng Shen? Where are they all?
Fujie’s tone turned grave. “Top Ten Conflict… it’s only natural the two heretical sects found an opening. But to act so openly, creating such a spectacle… there must be someone behind this.”
“Behind this?” Zhang Yu sighed inwardly. He could almost picture an invisible hand descending from the upper realms of Kunxu, stirring up chaos.
Then, a file materialized in Zhang Yu’s Eye Armor—dense, intricate, filled with the doctrines and secrets of the Yuhua Cult.
Yuhua Child continued: “What is joy in life? What is suffering in death? A lifetime of hardship is not worth it—better to burn away your mortal frame and be reborn anew.”
“Any who believe in the Yuhua Cult may be reborn in a celestial womb, granted a place in the immortal register.”
“No pursuit of immortality—only rebirth.”
At that moment, Yuhua Child’s face seemed to dissolve, as if crushed by unseen force. In its place, a smiling old man appeared—wiry, calm, and unnervingly cheerful.
“I am the Wuye Elder, leader of the Unemployed Cult.”
Before anyone could react, another file flooded their Eye Armors—this one brimming with the teachings of the Unemployed Cult.
Zhang Yu instantly deleted both files.
The Wuye Elder chuckled, his voice dripping with mockery: “Day after day, studying, working, borrowing, repaying loans… Do you really think that’ll get you to the next realm? In the end, you’ll just suffer your whole life. Maybe today, the Hua Shen blows a breath. Tomorrow, blinks an eye—and all your effort vanishes.”
“Even if you manage to save a little money… what good is it? You’ll just spend it on extending your life, on Lingjie Flow, feeding the Heavenly Court.”
“All your labor, all your lifetime’s worth… stolen by the Heavenly Court. Stolen by the Top Ten.”
“Today, I offer you a chance.”
"For the next hour, the Ling realm across Wanfa University City will be severed. No Zheng Shen will be able to monitor anything."
“I and the Yuhua Child will suppress all outside interference. During this hour—do whatever you want.”
“Spirit Pills and Treasure Medicines? They’re in the Store.”
“Spirit Artifacts and Spirit Armor? They’re waiting in the Factory.”
“My followers will ransack the entire city.”
“Those who want a new life, those who want a chance—join us.”
“Come with us. Take back what the Heavenly Court stole from you. Reclaim what the gods have cheated you of!”
Staring at the grinning face of the Wuye Elder in their Eye Armors, Zhang Yu felt an unfamiliar urge rise within him—almost like a pull to rush out of the dorm, to follow the madness.
He quickly suppressed it with inner cultivation, his expression hardening.
He turned to look at the others. Every face showed flickers of hesitation—desire, temptation, doubt—before being buried under resolve.
If the Wuye Elder is telling the truth… then the next hour will be…
In ordinary times, Zhang Yu knew most would have resisted. But now, after weeks of economic crisis, resentment had festered in countless hearts. Countless people were on the brink of bankruptcy, barely surviving.
Wanfa University City was like a massive barrel of gunpowder—and the Yuhua Cult and Unemployed Cult’s actions, severing Ling界 and spreading their heresies, were like a single spark drifting down.
If Zheng Shen truly can’t monitor anything… many will take the risk…
Then, the Wuye Elder vanished. Ling界 fell silent once more.
No matter how hard they tried, the dormitory students couldn’t reconnect to the Ling realm.
Yu Xinghan licked his dry lips, voice hoarse: “Is this… real? Will the Ling realm really be cut off for an hour?”
Shi Huaixu spoke firmly: “Impossible. Not with three Hua Shen Gods, and so many Zheng Shen inside and outside the city. They must be rushing to support us. Ling界 will restore itself soon.”
Shi Yunxiang clenched his jaw, revealing sharp fangs. “But those two—Yuhua Child and Wuye Elder—they are Hua Shen, aren’t they? If they could ascend to Hua Shen right under Zheng Shen’s nose, they must have a way to counter them.”
Xiao Qingxuan added: “Or perhaps they’re just impostors—someone with a Hua Shen Qualification Certificate pretending to be one.”
Yu Xinghan sighed: “Our three Hua Shen are currently engaged in the Top Ten League, locked in battle with other universities’ Hua Shen.”
"With the Ling realm severed, they can't return quickly. And even if they do... can they break through the interference of Yuhua Child and Wuye Elder?"
They debated, but no answer satisfied them.
The distance between the players—the Hua Shen, the cult leaders, the Zheng Shen—was too vast. The truth of their war remained beyond their grasp.
Then, Fujie’s voice murmured in Zhang Yu’s mind: “It might actually be true. Even if not a full hour, 40 minutes… or 30… such technology exists.”
“But robbery? That’s not their real goal.”
“Wanfa University’s real treasures are heavily protected. Nothing can be taken in minutes. Even if stolen, without proper permissions, they can’t be used. Without a full Laboratory System, they can’t be decoded.”
“Their true purpose… is conversion.”
“Sending the teachings through a Group Chat? Zheng Shen could block it as soon as they regain control.”
"But if Ling's world is severed for a time… how many will take the chance to read it?"
“Especially now, during this economic crisis… people are more vulnerable. More likely to be drawn in.”
“And if they use this time to commit crimes—well… they’re already halfway into the cults.”
Zhang Yu nodded slowly. He could already picture the city afterward—how many more hidden followers, how many more shallow believers would emerge from this.
Then, another tremor shook the ground—like an earthquake shaking the very foundation of the city.
Yu Xinghan gasped: “Is it starting? The Wuye Elder’s followers… are they really raiding?”
Shi Huaixu turned to Zhang Yu. “What do we do? Stay here… or go out?”
All eyes turned to Zhang Yu. Without realizing it, he had become the de facto leader.
Fujie said: “No matter how loud these two Hua Shen madmen scream, no matter who’s behind them—Wanfa University will eventually return to Zheng Shen’s control. Order will be restored. It’s only a matter of time.”
“Your job now is to stay as safe as possible through this.”
Zhang Yu’s mind raced.
If he followed Ciji Zhenjun and Sister Zhang Pianpian’s advice, he should stay put, hiding until it was over.
But their warnings assumed Ling界 was functioning normally—no one could have predicted a heretical Hua Shen would appear, or that Ling界 would be severed.
Now, the teachers inside the city were likely battling the two Hua Shen.
And without Ling界… the dorm had no protection. The building itself wasn’t shielded—everything depended on Ling界 and the威慑 of Zheng Shen.
Staying meant no help would come if attacked.
Was staying really safe?
But going out…
At that moment, a knock echoed at the door.
Everyone turned toward the entrance.
Outside, Mo Ejin’s voice called: “Zhang Yu? You in there?”
“We’re leaving. Heading to the Civil Engineering Department’s office level to meet up with the teachers. You coming?”
Zhang Yu opened the door.
There stood Mo Ejin, flanked by a group of Civil Engineering students—Xiao Yunji, Gong Shuijin, Ma Xuan, and others. But Su Yanyang was missing.
Zhang Yu exchanged glances with Yu Xinghan and Xiao Qingxuan, then stepped out.
Together, they marched toward the Civil Engineering Department’s office level.
Mo Ejin said: “The Anti-Gravity Channel is already a battlefield—too dangerous for us. We’ll take the quieter Yuan Ci Channel.”
(End of Chapter)
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