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Chapter 90: Dark Tutoring Realm
(Thanks to the Patron 'Xiao Hu Hen Kun')
Facing Zhang Yu’s overwhelming aura of battle-fueled determination, The Doll thought to herself: “This Zhang Yu—just two months without seeing him, and his willpower, his spirit… they’ve changed so drastically? What kind of potential has he unlocked?”
Had it been the past, The Doll wouldn’t have cared a bit about Zhang Yu’s threat. She had countless ways to crush him.
But now? She was utterly weakened, and burning with the desire to reclaim everything she’d lost by climbing Kunxu once more.
The Doll sighed inwardly: “The barefoot don’t fear the shoe-wearers. No need to waste energy fighting a poor soul like this. Let me just dangle a carrot in front of him—keep him moving.”
After a moment’s pause, her tone shifted—soft, almost sweet.
“Don’t be nervous, Zhang Yu. I came here because a massive fortune has just fallen into your lap.”
Zhang Yu, however, couldn’t help but ask the question that had lingered in his mind:
“Was Zhou Tianyi sent by you?”
“Zhou Tianyi? Who’s that? Never heard of him.”
The Doll feigned ignorance, utterly uninterested. She returned to her earlier topic.
“You’ve only reached this level because I awakened your potential. Don’t you want to unlock even greater strength?”
Greater potential?
Zhang Yu’s mind flashed to the Feather Scroll’s table of contents. He’d always felt that the scroll only contained a prologue—like there was more to come.
Now, hearing this from The Doll, his suspicion was confirmed.
So my potential truly goes beyond this. If not for the Feather Scroll holding me back, my score and achievements should’ve been far greater by now.
Damn it… that scroll’s been holding me back all along.
Zhang Yu’s brief silence was enough for The Doll to sense his interest.
She quickly pressed on:
“If we cooperate, we’ll climb Kunxu together. With my guidance, you’ll one day stand at its peak—immortal, legendary, free in wealth and cultivation.”
But Zhang Yu remained deeply suspicious of this Evil God. He wasn’t going to be swayed so easily.
Instead, he focused on one thing:
“Can my wish be revoked?”
The Doll immediately denied it—but Zhang Yu didn’t believe her.
After a tense exchange, Zhang Yu kept pressing, even threatening death:
“This Ritual Power is rigid, mechanical—like a mindless program. You can’t have no backup?”
The Evil God sighed softly:
“Then you should know… if I remove your wish, I’d be completely at your mercy.”
“Do you really think I’d agree to that? Don’t ask for the impossible. We’re on the same boat now. Let’s talk about something practical.”
After that exchange, The Doll realized: Zhang Yu was no longer the weak, pliable student she once controlled.
He was now steel-willed, decisive—and he held the power to destroy her, with a single move. And he wasn’t afraid to use it.
She understood now:
He had bargaining power.
So she decided to make a concession.
The Doll said:
“Fine. To show good faith, I’ll withdraw the wish I made when I knelt before you.”
Zhang Yu replied:
“And you’ll release your own wish too.”
“Fine, fine. Both gone.”
She didn’t say how—just gestured slightly.
Moments later, Zhang Yu broke his meditation, and sure enough, the two wishes no longer bound him.
The Doll continued:
“Now you can put me down. We can talk properly. Holding me like this? Not very respectful.”
Zhang Yu chuckled.
“Holding you is the only leverage I have over you. Do you really think I’d let go?”
The Doll mentally sighed: “He still doesn’t trust me at all.”
Zhang Yu added:
“If you’re not willing to withdraw your wish—still trying to control me with Ritual Power—then I’ll just keep you with me. Always. So I can always destroy you if I need to.”
The Doll opened her mouth—then froze.
Her eyes widened as she saw streaks of Wuxiang Yun'gang erupting from Zhang Yu’s body, swirling like mist rising from his skin.
The Doll gasped:
“This… this is a Level 10 Wuji Yunshou manifestation! You’ve reached Level 10? Only two months? How is this possible?”
Zhang Yu spoke calmly:
“Now you understand—so long as you’re near me, I can strike you at any moment with Wuxiang Yun'gang.”
The way she looked at him changed.
“This boy’s potential… exceeds even my expectations. But that’s actually good. With him… I might just make it back to the top.”
If Zhang Yu had remained weak and powerless, she wouldn’t have cared even if he served her wholeheartedly.
But now? He had proven himself—strong, capable, with untapped potential.
Even if she couldn’t fully control him, she had to respect him.
So she offered again:
“I’ll help you unlock your potential—help you climb Kunxu. All you have to do is take me along.”
Zhang Yu squeezed her gently in his palm.
“Can I carry you with me?”
The Doll laughed, then shifted—shrinking, shrinking, shrinking—until she was no larger than a thumb-sized black bead.
Zhang Yu tied a thin string around her and slipped her onto his neck.
Then he asked:
“Will you be detected as an Evil God?”
The Doll cackled:
“Even weakened, I’m still far too skilled at concealment for any first-layer fool to spot me.”
Zhang Yu nodded.
“Alright. Then do it. Boost my potential.”
The Doll gave a nervous chuckle.
“Not that simple. But it’s not hard either—just help me hunt down another Evil God in this layer. Once I devour their power, your potential will rise.”
Zhang Yu instantly clamped his hand shut—crushing her.
“You’re mocking me?”
“I’m a freshman! You want me to take on another Evil God?”
She hurried to explain:
“I didn’t say now. Build up your strength first. When you’re ready, you can act.”
But Zhang Yu was curious now:
“Where is this other Evil God? What level? Any followers?”
The Doll replied:
“Probably one’s hiding behind Songyang High School, another behind Bailong High School.
As for strength—top-tier Evil Gods are sealed in the Underworld’s Eighteen Layers, drawing worship. The ones who climb up? The higher they go, the stronger they become. The ones stuck in the first layer? Not much to fear.”
“But their exact locations, their followers—those details… we’ll have to uncover them together.”
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes.
“So the Evil God wants me to boost my potential… but first, I have to hunt down another one, and scout their hideout?”
“This one’s full of hot air. Can’t trust a word she says.”
He stopped listening.
Instead, he pulled out his phone—time to earn some real money.
After the effects of the Hunyuan Pill, he had no intention of living like a monk anymore.
“If I can afford Hunyuan Pills every day, my Physical Strength Level will skyrocket—eight or nine times faster than before.”
“That kind of gap… how can I possibly go back to starving and grinding?”
He sighed inwardly: “It’s true—once you’ve tasted luxury, going back to poverty is unbearable.”
The Doll watched silently as Zhang Yu ignored her.
Then, she crawled up to his shoulder, peering at the screen.
“No way. I need to make him rely on me. He has to see my value—before I move forward with my plan.”
After a few moments, she spoke:
“You want to make money, don’t you?”
Well, obviously.
Who in Kunxu doesn’t?
Zhang Yu gave a dry reply:
“Yeah.”
The Doll smirked:
“Honest work? Good luck. You’ll get played by the big corporations—worked to the bone, stripped bare, and end up with nothing but crumbs.”
“Poor people who want real wealth? They have to break the rules. They have to go dark.”
Zhang Yu frowned.
“Dark?”
The word brought up images of violence, corruption, cruelty.
Just as he was about to refuse, The Doll added:
“I’ve got access to the Dark Tutoring Realm. Want in?”
“Dark Tutoring Realm?”
Zhang Yu hesitated.
“How can tutoring be… dark?”
“Fraudulent students? Scamming them and running? Forcing loans and credit cards?”
The Doll snorted.
“Please. Every tutoring school does that. That’s not real darkness.”
“True darkness? Illegal tutoring.”
“No licenses. No permissions. No purchase of cultivation rights. No teaching rights. You just take the money—and teach.”
“Even though our prices are lower than official schools, we earn more—because we don’t pay for rights.”
“You’ve got Level 10 Wuji Yunshou. You’re more than qualified to teach it.”
“But you’re afraid to reveal your level, right? That’s where the Dark Tutoring Realm comes in—perfect for hiding your identity while selling lessons.”
But Zhang Yu wasn’t a newbie anymore. He knew Kunxu’s rules.
His forehead broke into cold sweat.
“You’re insane! Not buying licenses—that would make you enemies with major tutoring chains, with cultivation development companies!”
“Even if I robbed someone, it’d be safer than this!”
The Doll just laughed.
“In Kunxu, if you’re not willing to take risks, how do you make real money? A robbery’s nothing compared to this. And you’d rather work your whole life for pennies?”
“Let me tell you—there are thousands of big players in the Dark Tutoring Realm. Some make millions a year.”
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