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Chapter 537: I Might Be a Jin Dan Too (Thanks to 'Dream3r' for the MVP Gift)
Zhang Yu and Wu Ying’s brief clash had already shattered the ground beneath them into countless fissures. With each impact, the earth twisted and fractured, erupting into towering clouds of dust that surged into the sky, spreading outward in all directions until they veiled the entire battlefield.
Blood mist burst from Zhang Yu’s body with each strike, though he was clearly wounded repeatedly. Yet, thanks to the formidable protection of his Tu Mu Holy Body, he managed to stay on his feet.
“Huh?” Wu Ying’s eyes widened in surprise. “Looks like restraining you without killing you will take a bit more time than I thought.”
Zhang Yu’s gaze grew darker, his presence like an endless, silent abyss.
He knew full well that fighting a Jin Dan cultivator as a Foundation Establishment cultivator was a near-impossible task. Just like how a Qi Gathering cultivator would be utterly outmatched against a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the gap between realms was simply too vast. The opponent’s base stats far surpassed his own, and that was before even accounting for the unique abilities of a Jin Dan cultivator—Zhang Yu had no chance at victory.
The rapid exchanges confirmed it.
“I have to use the Divine Spirit Root. Otherwise, I won’t last much longer.”
“This is the only path left.”
The swirling dust, manipulated by Zhang Yu’s Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, continued to spread, blanketing the battlefield in a thick, choking haze.
Zhang Yu thought to himself: If I activate the Divine Spirit Root now, the dust and Gang Qi should provide enough cover to conceal the transformation…
Even though the Ling Realm was severed and he couldn’t sense any surveillance through the Evil God’s Detection Ritual, the presence of so many watchers—so many Eye Armors—meant he couldn’t afford to be careless. Even if he had to use the root, he had to hide it as much as possible.
At the same time, his battle plan had already crystallized in his mind.
Use Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power to manipulate the shattered earth into swirling dust. Combine that with Gang Qi and the Divine Spirit Root—buy time, force Wu Ying into a reactive stance.
Focus on destroying the environment around us—create an opening for escape.
Zhang Yu thought: After all, fighting a Jin Dan is not my strength. But I excel at construction. At reshaping the terrain.
In his mind, blueprints of countless structures flickered into view—records he had memorized during his time building on the 666th Floor, 667th Floor, 668th Layer, and beyond. Though the current floor was different, he knew the basic layout of every First Layer in University City was consistent.
To him, the battlefield’s weak points were glaringly obvious.
If I can create an opening, once everyone scatters, I’ll be far more agile than if I’m stuck defending them all.
Just as Zhang Yu wrestled with his decision—finally committing to unleash the Divine Spirit Root—a hush fell over the onlookers.
Watching Zhang Yu stand firm against a Jin Dan, refusing to yield, refusing to surrender, they were all struck to the core.
Yu Xinghan clenched his teeth, forcing down the fear that gripped him at the sight of a Jin Dan from the Cult of the Demon.
But as he watched Zhang Yu fight to the death, his admiration grew—along with a sharp pang of envy, and deeper shame for his own cowardice.
How the hell does he do it? He’s just Foundation Establishment, yet he stands alone in front of us. Doesn’t he fear death?
There’s no Ling Realm support now. If you die… you’re truly gone. Soul scattered, nothing left.
In that moment, Yu Xinghan saw again the figure from the livestream—the one who had faced Wang Zong head-on, unflinching, fearless.
And in that instant, he understood the situation.
Once one of us joins the Cult, the rest are either silenced or forced to join.
No choice. No escape.
Death… or joining.
Join the Cult? Abandon everything he’d built? All his sacrifices, his blood, sweat, and money—just to fall into their hands?
Yu Xinghan’s heart screamed no.
But then, from within the dust, Zhang Yu’s voice rang out:
“Now I’ll try to create openings. When you see a chance—run.”
Zhang Yu added silently: Once you’re gone, I’ll have fewer worries about hiding the Divine Spirit Root…
The words sent a jolt through the group.
Yu Xinghan froze, staring at the silhouette blocking Wu Ying. Something deep inside him ignited.
Then, a roar tore from his mind: Damn it… I’m going all in!
Thanks to his Third Eye Ability, he learned martial arts with unnatural speed. When he massaged the senior Civil Engineering students—Shi Huaixu, Su Yanyang, and others—he’d noticed subtle shifts in their muscles and martial energy. With his Third Eye Ability, he could detect the micro-wear and tear in their bodies.
As the ability grew stronger, he began to intuitively grasp their techniques—skills he, as a junior, had no right to master.
He kept this secret hidden, afraid of exposure.
But now, watching Zhang Yu bleeding in battle, Yu Xinghan unleashed his hidden trump card.
With a sudden shift in his palm, Xiao Sanhe erupted into action.
The ground trembled violently, erupting like a furious dragon as it surged toward Wu Ying.
Shi Huaixu was the first to react.
As a senior Civil Engineering student who’d practiced Xiao Sanhe for years, she knew its signature movements too well. The moment Yu Xinghan activated it, her eyes widened in shock.
She hadn’t expected him to master the top three techniques of the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme—let alone use them openly.
True, the Ling Realm was gone.
True, they were cornered, facing a Jin Dan.
True, Zhang Yu was a blazing beacon of defiance.
But this is copyright infringement!
Yet Yu Xinghan didn’t care. He roared:
“Stop staring! No Ling Realm! No surveillance! If you don’t fight now, are you really planning to join the Cult?”
Shi Huaixu gritted her teeth, her gaze locked on the demon Jin Dan.
Fuck it… you’re dead!
With a sharp motion of her palm, she unleashed a wave of Disha Gravity—massive, invisible force that slammed into Wu Ying like a cosmic hand, pinning him in place.
As a seventh-year student, disciple of Tu Lishan, and top contender in the competition team, Shi Huaixu had been groomed as a key asset of the Civil Engineering Department’s war faction since Zhang Yu’s transfer.
Five Class Rank Ones, plus two trials after the Seven Civil Engineering Tests loosened their restrictions—this year, she’d finally mastered the final technique of the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme.
And during the cultivation of that final technique—while working on construction sites—she began to perceive the subtle connections between the seven supreme techniques.
Day after day, cultivating and applying them, the links grew stronger. One day, she realized with shock: a thread of Disha Gravity had already formed within her.
Panicked, she tried to suppress it. She feared discovery. Without a Military License, she dared not even attempt to activate Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power.
But as her cultivation deepened, the sensation of inevitability only grew stronger.
She couldn’t stop it. She had to keep breaking the flow of the techniques—preventing their fusion—though she felt the power of Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power rising steadily.
She knew she had talent. But talent meant nothing in her situation. She was still forced to compete using only the Seven Supreme. To work. To burn the midnight oil.
Like a suffocating weight in her chest, she’d felt trapped—pressed down in the towering 670th Floor of University City—never able to breathe.
So she worked, overtime, traded crypto, played the stock market—anything to earn money, to get her Military License, to escape this crushing life.
But the economic crisis only made it worse.
Now, with a scream of rage, she let go.
She unleashed her Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power with everything she had.
The Disha Gravity roared forward—like a storm of pent-up fury, grief, rage, and fear, all released in one explosive burst.
“Hmph?”
Wu Ying felt a sudden, unexpected pressure—two sources of Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power hitting him at once. His eyes flicked toward Yu Xinghan and Shi Huaixu.
Then he saw Shi Yunxiang and Ying Xin vanish—sprinting in opposite directions, digging into the ground with terrifying speed.
“So you’re all planning to run?”
“Yet you still want to face me head-on? You can’t even judge your own strength?”
“How did you even get into the Top Ten?”
A deafening boom shook the battlefield.
Yu Xinghan’s earthquake wave had wrapped around Wu Ying like a serpent.
Seeing the two attack in unison, Zhang Yu let out a thunderous roar. Golden and blood-red Gang Qi surged around him as he reactivated Yishan Lishi.
The Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power he’d been gathering during the fight erupted from Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin in a violent surge.
With both hands, he struck.
One palm: rooted in Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin, crowned with the white comet of Zhenxing Ten Aspects.
The other: pure, raw Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power, summoning Disha Gravity to devour everything, twisting the air into a pitch-black domain.
Nine Heavens Move Mountains — Comet Crash XXingchen Fu!
The earth split open in a cataclysmic explosion.
Yu Xinghan and Shi Huaixu felt their hold on Wu Ying shatter instantly.
Wu Ying’s head snapped back, his body recoiling violently—stepping backward, one step, two, three—before finally stopping.
He brushed off the dust from his clothes, calm and dismissive.
“So. Now you understand the gap?”
“A Jin Dan and a Foundation Establishment aren’t on the same level.”
“Care to reconsider joining the Cult?”
As he spoke, Wu Ying flicked a finger at Zhang Yu’s right arm.
Boom.
A burst of blood mist exploded outward. Zhang Yu felt his arm bones fracture.
But before Wu Ying could strike again, Zhang Yu vanished—melding into the dust, gone from sight.
“Huh?” Wu Ying’s heart leapt.
What was that? A technique? A Spirit Artifact? Or a Spirit Armor?
Just as he prepared to clear the dust, an overwhelming presence forced him to turn.
Xiao Qingxuan’s eyes flickered with memories—their dorm life, Zhang Yu standing defiantly before the demon Jin Dan, Yu Xinghan and Shi Huaixu unleashing their hidden powers…
He whispered, “Damn it… the old ghost’s values are creeping back in again.”
“Fucking hell… I’ve lost my mind.”
“I should’ve never kept that Jin Dan for you…”
Then, without a word, he swallowed a golden pill.
A terrifying pressure erupted from within.
Pulsing Gang Qi enveloped him completely—obscuring his face, turning him into a silhouette of power.
Facing Wu Ying’s gaze, Xiao Qingxuan spoke softly:
“Almost forgot.”
“I might be a Jin Dan too.”
(End of Chapter)
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