You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 54 - 41 Conspiracy and the Pharisees Begin
54: Chapter 41 Conspiracy and the Pharisees Begin
54 -41 Conspiracy and the Pharisees Begin
When Zhang Yu saw the complex operation diagram, he was slightly surprised.
But after he tried to actually get started, he found it was no more complicated than the Circulation Qi Gathering Method he practiced daily?
Compared to the full-body mana circulation established by the Circulation Qi Gathering Method, the current route that converts mana into sharp sword Qi was far simpler.
And Zhang Yu had already advanced the mana circulation of the Circulation Qi Gathering Method to level 10, after countless practices.
Practicing this…
it’s as easy as a college student doing mental arithmetic against kids on an online platform.
So when he started following the operation diagram from the projection, guiding his mana to his right arm, and tried it a little, he felt a sharp aura burst from his fingertips.
This sharp aura couldn’t even be called sword Qi, and it wasn’t much stronger than a utility knife, but it still made Zhang Yu very excited.
“Azhen, look at this!
I did it!”
Bai Zhenzhen: Aha, Zhang Yu!
Unbelievable!
Teacher Yan also immediately looked over in surprise and asked, “Have you learned this before?”
Seeing Zhang Yu shake his head, she sighed, “It seems you are quite talented in this area.”
Realizing Zhang Yu’s talent, Teacher Yan became even more attentive in her teaching.
Next, she taught several basic mana transformation routes, such as heating, cooling, and electrification.
Seeing that Zhang Yu could learn them all in a short time, she nodded constantly, full of praise.
“That’s all for today’s lessons; go home and practice more.”
“Don’t forget to come at the same time tomorrow and the day after for a couple more classes.”
“Then I’ll teach you mana resolution and infiltration.”
Watching Zhang Yu leave, Teacher Yan thought to herself, “Kid, you better trample those eight who didn’t come to the extra class under your feet in the mana competition.”
As for actually placing in the mana competition?
Getting into the top ten?
To get prize money, get extra points for university interviews…
Teacher Yan never thought about it.
If it were a sports competition, Songyang High School might have some competitiveness.
Though competitions are competitions, and college entrance exams are college entrance exams, Songyang High School did produce the city’s top sports student and has always been a strong sports school.
But apart from sports competitions, other contests have virtually always been playgrounds for the three major schools, their opponents never anyone but themselves, even key high schools in Songyang City rarely came close.
In the best-case prediction in Teacher Yan’s mind, it was for Zhang Yu to achieve the best results among Songyang High School’s ten contestants, making those who didn’t attend the extra class regret it immensely and pay her to tutor them after the competition ends.
On the other side, after Zhang Yu left the classroom, he found a message on his phone from Zhou Chechen, agreeing to continue fulfilling the loan contract and making monthly payments.
After all, Zhou Chechen had previously purchased his 700,000 loan debt, becoming Zhang Yu’s new monthly debtor, but to show sincerity, he told Zhang Yu he didn’t need to hurry in repaying each month.
Over the past few days, Zhang Yu talked a few times on the phone about the loan repayment, and although he was refused several times, he finally got his request through, and Zhou Chechen understood his reluctance to be in debt.
“Agreed?”
Zhang Yu painfully repaid 15,000 of this month’s loan.
Although it hurt, he didn’t want to be like Bai Zhenzhen said, caught with something ready to be enforced at any time due to loan delinquency.
Especially if these wealthy people knew he wanted to break through obstacles and get into a top ten university, overdue loans would be a massive flaw.
After paying this 15,000, coupled with the 3,000 for tuition, Zhang Yu’s savings had dropped to about 43,000.
“Sigh, money flies quickly.”
“I hope this mana competition can earn me more.”
…
Elsewhere.
Just after Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen left the demo class room to go to Teacher Yan for extra lessons.
Liang Qin, who just came back from the bathroom, saw Zhang Yu’s empty seat and frowned.
After searching the entire floor without finding Zhang Yu, he couldn’t help cursing in his heart, “He was just in the classroom; where did he run off to?”
“Could he be intentionally avoiding me?”
“Just got lucky and became a Golden Core disciple and now has such an attitude?”
“If not for becoming a Golden Core disciple, he wouldn’t be much stronger than me…”
Walking out of the hallway with a belly full of anger, Liang Qin received a phone call.
Listening to the inquiry on the other end, he muttered vaguely, “Yes, he went home already.”
“Nothing happened today.”
“After becoming a Golden Core disciple, his attitude is very arrogant, guarding against classmates as if he’s afraid they’ll learn his test score secrets.”
“I know, I’ll keep an eye on him, don’t forget to send the money.”
Hanging up the phone, Liang Qin looked absent-minded until he saw the arrival of a transfer message and then smiled happily.
The reason for this was simply because he was especially short of money recently.
Although most people in Songyang High School, both students and teachers, were short of money.
Yet Liang Qin was even more financially strapped than ordinary poor people.
In fact, his family conditions were originally decent.
Although not living in the city center, they didn’t live in the far suburbs but in an apartment on the edge of the urban area.
His mother was a housewife, and his father was a minor company employee.
Although it was hard to support his education, they managed not to worry about food and drink.
Things changed a month after he entered Songyang High School.
Maybe it was due to the heavy academic pressure, the gradually declining rankings, the oppression of one genius after another, or the intentional or unintentional flaunting of wealth by affluent students, and the extreme strictness of the teachers…
Liang Qin didn’t know why, but from elementary to middle school, he had always been a study champion, yet suddenly in high school, he began to lose focus in class.
Halfway through breathing exercises, he couldn’t resist opening his eyes to check his phone.
During body refinement, he constantly felt weak and listless.
When studying talismans, he couldn’t help but daydream.
He…
seemed to start hating school.
What would be the result of hating school at Songyang High?
Just thinking about it made him feel suffocated, worsening his state.
At this time, a sophomore student he met by chance introduced a way to relax and release pressure.
The person said, “Try playing on this platform.”
Liang Qin hesitantly asked, “Is this gambling with mana?”
The other person smiled indifferently, “A small gamble is refreshing; winning allows you to relax for a few days, take a break.
Losing just gives yourself some pressure, making you more motivated to study harder.”
The person patted Liang Qin on the shoulder and advised, “I also couldn’t adapt well when I first entered high school; I just played this to relax.”
“Don’t be too scared; we who get into high school are geniuses, with self-control beyond ordinary people.”
“As long as you control yourself, don’t get addicted, a little relaxation is harmless and can earn some extra mana…”
Recalling his self-discipline since childhood, Liang Qin couldn’t resist trying.
It was a platform where one could recharge and place bets, gambling to win mana.
Winning allowed getting others’ cultivated mana through Spirit Root.
Losing required either cultivating mana for others through Spirit Root or paying off the debt with money.
The first bet, Liang Qin lost.
The second bet, he lost again.
Just as he thought his money would vanish this way, proving the platform indeed unreliable, he won 0.3 mana on the third bet.
He still remembers the excitement at that moment vividly.
He remembers the thrill when he withdrew the 0.3 mana from the Spirit Root the platform sent.
The sudden surge of mana brought a rush of pleasure he would never forget.
In the time that followed, he occasionally played a small gamble on the platform.
Initially, it was indeed as that senior said.
If he won, the mana gained would relieve him of the pressure of a Magic Power class for several days, making things easier.
And if he lost, he would work twice as hard to regain it, driven by motivation.
“Indeed, as long as you can control yourself, this platform is harmless…”
That’s what Liang Qin thought two months after school started.
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Regret!
Regret!
Regret!
Whenever he thought about secretly using his parents’ bank cards, and the huge debt he incurred, Liang Qin would wake up from his dreams in terror, his eyes on the room door, seemingly afraid someone would rush in the next moment to take his dantian, organs, and flesh…
But standing near the school gate at this moment, looking at the new 500 yuan he received, Liang Qin once again felt a surge of itchiness.
A moment later, watching the 500 he just got instantly melt away, Liang Qin pounded his chest, once more falling into a state of regret.
“No worries, no worries.”
He comforted himself, “I’ll keep following Zhang Yu tomorrow for more money.”
“Next time I’ll stop immediately after winning 300.”
“As long as I use absolute willpower to control greed, I can gradually pay off the debt…”
Thinking about his plan to cover the sky, Liang Qin walked home.
…
Inside the office at Songyang High School.
Su Haifeng watched as the person in front of him hung up the phone and said, “So you sent Liang Qin?”
“But this student has turned into a gambling addict; his words aren’t reliable.”
The man opposite smiled slightly and said, “Just having him keep an eye on Zhang Yu for me, it was a mere idle move, waste utilization, not expecting him to definitely find something.”
Su Haifeng shook his head, “Zhang Yu has already talked with the student council, likely signing the contract soon, you still won’t give up?”
The other person replied coldly, “Zhang Yu was brought in by me.
Although things have developed a bit beyond my expectations, I won’t let go so easily.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve received news that Zhang Yu will sign with the student council after the next monthly exam.”
“I’ll take care of everything by then.”
…
In the days that followed, Zhang Yu happily practiced the Wild Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Technique daily, feeling fulfilled and satisfied as his Dao Heart Level increased little by little.
In addition, he continued his daily studies in class.
And he occasionally practiced the techniques learned from Teacher Yan, preparing for the mana competition.
In the blink of an eye, over ten days passed, and finally, the day of the mana competition arrived.
In these over ten days, thanks to the vigorous progress with the level 10 Wild Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Technique, Zhang Yu’s Dao Heart Level had also improved to level 2 (42%).
He felt that around the time of the next exam, he should have the opportunity to raise his Dao Heart Level to 3.
Meanwhile, the mana steadily increased under the day-and-night Circulation Qi Collection, reaching a level of 15.4.
The explosive growth of Zhang Yu’s mana once again surprised the students, but noticing that the physical strength remained almost unchanged, they only admired Zhang Yu, assuming he was putting all his effort into spirit machine breath work and mana refinement, guessing he was preparing with all his might for the mana competition.
On this day, at the entrance of Songyang High.
Teacher Yan was escorting Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen, along with Qian Shen, He Dayou, and others onto the bus, heading to the venue for the mana competition for first-year students in Songyang City.
