You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 309 - 260: Is the Maimed Bull Sacrificing Itself the Castrated Version?

Chapter 309: Chapter 260: Is the Maimed Bull Sacrificing Itself the Castrated Version?

Ordinary injuries don’t require treatment, which means there is no fear of injury during training. This allows for acceptance of higher intensity cultivation and results in faster progress.

Besides, it also means there is no fear of injury during actual combat.

What kind of value does having no fear of injury in actual combat represent? It means that the same overtime pay has lower costs for Zhang Yu, allowing him to earn several times more than others, making it easier for him to make rapid progress on the Immortal Path...

"Truly a Sacred Body for actual combat."

Master Xinghuo thought to himself, "Even if the potential for the Immortal Path is the same, Zhang Yu, with such a physique, in fact, has a foundation far exceeding his peers."

"The deeper the cultivation, the higher the realm, and the higher the medical expenses. In this way, Zhang Yu’s physique appears even more terrifying."

Master Xinghuo thought of his own Magic Remains.

Thinking back to those days when he would fight at the drop of a hat—fighting couriers, fighting food delivery workers, fighting security guards—daring to fight anyone, participating in construction site battles, debt collection battles, territory battles—daring to participate in any battle.

Always choosing the most dangerous and lucrative jobs.

But as he reached Foundation Establishment, especially after the Golden Core stage, Master Xinghuo looked at his expensive Magic Remains. Before fighting, the first consideration was... would this battle damage his Magic Remains?

Does he need to change into a less valuable outfit?

Just like wealthy people often have multiple sets of Magic Remains, divided into training outfits, practical combat outfits, etc.

Poor people also have multiple sets of Magic Remains, like a less fearsome but weaker-performance outfit for daily use, or an expensive one that can display peak strength for special occasions.

Otherwise, what if the precious Magic Remains get chipped or scratched? Even if they’re maintained a few more times, that’s still money.

Master Xinghuo thought to himself, "If Zhang Yu, after Golden Core, can refine his own flesh and blood into Magic Remains, how powerful would he be?"

"However, he himself wouldn’t have the money to custom-make personal Magic Remains. To achieve this, he can only go down the Artifact Refining path, which would require considering changing his specialty..."

Master Xinghuo looked at Zhang Yu on the operating table in front of him, suddenly smiled and thought to himself if he was thinking too far ahead? This protégé hasn’t even entered college, and he was already considering changing his specialty for him?

But thinking about it again, he felt that early consideration is necessary.

"Those descendants from powerful families, which of them didn’t have their cultivation path planned out from a young age? Often they’ve already chosen their university and specialty in high school, decided on their master’s and doctoral advisors in their freshman year, and planned out their future faction pathways."

"Zhang Yu, with such talent, should also plan early, climbing step by step, so as not to take the wrong path like I did and waste precious years."

Master Xinghuo thought of Zhang Yu’s recent performance on the battlefield, and his heart was slightly excited: "In just an hour and a half, to have cultivated the Nine Heavens Cloud Sky Force to this level."

"His martial aptitude is so exceptionally high and strong that, in my lifetime, perhaps only one or two people can compare."

"And those kinds of people are all seeds for Nascent Soul or even Divinity Transformation."

Looking at Zhang Yu on the operating table, Master Xinghuo seemed to already see him making rapid progress under his guidance, pursuing a doctorate, forging a Golden Core, transforming into a Nascent Soul, standing on the podium of the Ten Schools Competition, thanking his master, Master Xinghuo.

Zhang Yu looked at the smiling Master Xinghuo in front of him and asked, "Master?"

Master Xinghuo snapped out of his reverie, looked at the healed Zhang Yu, put away his smile, and nodded with authority, "Are your injuries healed?"

Just as Master Xinghuo was about to have a proper talk with him, his eye Magic Remains showed continuous notifications popping up.

Li Xuelian: Dad, today is the perfect time to earn big, why aren’t you here yet?

Li Xuelian: Dad? Where are you?

Li Xuelian: Dad! It’s overtime! Double pay now!

Master Xinghuo sighed and said to Zhang Yu, "I have to work some overtime first; I’ll come back to guide you after that."

"You’ve all worked hard today, so take a good rest first."

"But remember, if in a few days, the True God talks to you about rewards, be sure to call me over so I can help you with it. If they don’t approach you, wait for me to take you to talk to them."

After saying this, Master Xinghuo turned into a burst of flame shooting into the sky, amidst the vibration of countless phones and the warning alerts of the Golden Core domain, he leapt into the battlefield with flames all around.

Watching Master Xinghuo leave, Zhang Yu was just about to find Bai Zhenzhen, when he felt a tightness behind him; a warm body had already embraced him from the back.

Bai Zhenzhen, hugging Zhang Yu from behind, exclaimed excitedly, "Yu Zi! We won!"

"The bank account is unfrozen too!"

"Yu Zi! We can rise to the top ten together!"

Zhang Yu turned around, inspecting Bai Zhenzhen up and down, "Azhen, are you alright?"

Bai Zhenzhen shook her head, smiling brightly, "Don’t worry, the doctor gave me a discount; everything’s been reimbursed by the True God, not a penny spent."

Just then, bursts of explosions rang out, looking at the ever-expanding battlefield, Zhang Yu sighed tiredly, "Let’s go back."

Having gone through a day of consecutive battles, breakthroughs, cultivation, and life-threatening fights, all Zhang Yu wanted now was to rest well.

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen nodded repeatedly. Having finally defeated Wang Yin, she didn’t want to risk getting involved in the remaining battles.

Yet, as they headed back to the apartment, they quickly discovered conflicts all along the way.

They frequently saw combat between company employees, and even the subway had been suspended because the subway company was also participating in this corporate war.

Zhang Yu had no choice but to activate his Foundation Establishment Domain.

"Foundation Establishment Cultivator Zhang Yu has entered within one hundred meters of you, please be respectful and do not cause any offense."

The two cultivators who were chasing each other from front to back saw the message, their faces changed slightly, and they quickly left the street.

The hiding Oasis Group employees also felt a jolt in their hearts upon seeing the message and hurriedly left their current positions to find another place to hide.

The outsourced personnel searching Oasis Group employees paused in respect upon seeing the message, watching Zhang Yu as he passed by before resuming their actions after he left.

The respect everyone had for Zhang Yu was not only because of his formidable power but also because he defeated Wang Yin.

"Wang Yin is a nobleman from above; to defeat him publicly is to hit the face of those above! Can Zhang Yu’s background be small?"

"Even if he has no background, he must be someone chosen by those above, otherwise how could he win?"

"Powerful strength, strong background, can’t provoke, can’t provoke..."

With the opening of the Foundation Establishment Domain, Zhang Yu could feel calm wherever he went, and even those who were fighting would retreat upon reminders from their companions.

Chi He, the general manager of Oasis Group, was the first to flee after Wang Yin’s defeat.

At this moment, a large group of pursuers were chasing him.

Suddenly, he felt the pursuit stop.

He was slightly stunned, glanced at his vibrating phone, and a peculiar expression flashed across his face: "Is it because Zhang Yu passed by?"

"Just by his passing, I caught a break..."

A bitter smile appeared on Chi He’s face as he recalled the scene of Zhang Yu defeating Wang Yin; even now, he still found it unbelievable, unable to comprehend, leaving behind only regret and remorse.

"Ah, I should have lent Zhang Yu money back then."

"Or... I shouldn’t have taken this task to lead the hunt for them..."

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen returned to the apartment, took a bath, and changed clothes, given the day’s exhaustion, their bodies still covered in blood stains, sweat, mixed with various dirt; feeling uncomfortable was inevitable.

Zhang Yu said, "Azhen, didn’t we agree I’d bathe first? Why did you come in?"

Bai Zhenzhen impatiently replied, "I’m feeling awful, let’s wash together and speed things up. We know each other well, why be so secretive? You’re so troublesome."

Just then, Fu Ji awoke: "What are you two doing? Did you win?"

Previously, due to too much attention from the True Gods, Fu Ji voluntarily hid herself and fell asleep, setting a similar time for awakening.

Zhang Yu said, "...Finally used the Soul-injuring Brick to..."

Upon hearing Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s reply, Fu Ji kept congratulating them.

Bai Zhenzhen said, "But the loan before was to be repaid at 1.3 times, which is not a small amount."

Fu Ji said, "It’s just debt repayment; what Kunxu person hasn’t owed a debt? As long as the three of us live well, that’s better than anything."

When Zhang Yu finished changing clothes and came out, he found Bai Zhenzhen already lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

Since setting foot on the path of cultivation, Bai Zhenzhen had not slept for a long, long time.

Especially to prepare for the Foundation Establishment exam, she was under constant pressure, and later facing Wang Yin’s oppression, relaxation was hard to find at any moment.

Having braved multiple battles and finally overcoming the great mountain that was Wang Yin.

The suddenly relaxed Bai Zhenzhen unknowingly fell asleep.

Zhang Yu looked at this scene with a slight smile and lay down on the sofa beside her to get some sleep too.

But as he stopped the operation of mental methods, after a few seconds, Zhang Yu opened his eyes wide and got up again.

Feeling the cold brought by ritual power, Zhang Yu helplessly shook his head and sighed: "Constant deadly battle, almost forgot you... really can’t relax for a moment."

But after restarting the mental methods, Zhang Yu felt a sense of solidity.

Or rather, after stopping the mental methods, he felt a void in his heart, with even a slight sense of guilt of being lazy emerging.

"Ah, I’ve become the person I used to dislike."

"But there’s no choice, Kunxu... this is how it is."

Wang Yin’s last words floated in Zhang Yu’s mind, he thought to himself: "Still need to become stronger, and become richer."

While operating the mental methods, he also looked again at the blood-red formula on the back of the remaining bull in his contemplation.

And unlike before when reading these formulas, at this moment, Zhang Yu found himself faintly comprehending them.

"These formulas seem to complete the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique?"

"The Can Niu Soul Heart Technique I practiced... turned out to be a castrated version?"

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