You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 72 - 54 Zhang Yu’s Decision

72: Chapter 54 Zhang Yu’s Decision

72 -54 Zhang Yu’s Decision

6 AM in the morning.

The sky was still dim when Zhao Tianxing was already nearing the school.

This was much earlier than his usual time because the school was going to announce the results of the monthly exams this morning.

Since last night, Zhao Tianxing couldn’t calm his mind to study or cultivate, so he decided to come to school early to see the scores as soon as possible.

“This time, the Daoism exam was a bit difficult.

I wonder if I can get 60 points.”

“Sigh, the Dao Heart exam was really tough too.

I pressed the Happiness Powder button twenty-three times, not sure how many points I’ll get…”

Unlike Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, who didn’t care about their scores after exams, Zhao Tianxing was the type who would go around asking everyone about their scores after taking an exam.

If others’ answers matched his, he would feel secretly pleased; if not, he would ask a few more people.

For this Dao Heart exam, he would even ask how many times others pressed the button or injected the Happiness Powder.

If someone pressed it more times than he did, he’d show consolation on the surface while feeling glad inside.

If someone pressed it fewer times, he’d appear indifferent but feel a pang of pain internally.

By now, when he was still more than two hundred meters from the school gate, he saw that a lot of students had already gathered there, obviously all eager to see the scores early just like him.

There were students who felt they had improved and couldn’t wait to find out their rankings.

There were students worried about being moved to another class because their grades kept slipping.

Of course, there were also the pure score enthusiasts who simply wanted to know their results ahead of time.

Seeing Qian Shen standing at the very front, practicing martial arts while waiting, Zhao Tianxing knew he was always the first to arrive when the monthly exam results were announced.

Glancing at the still-closed school gate, Zhao Tianxing decided to find a corner to sit down and opened his book to review.

After a few minutes, with a light creaking sound, the gate of Songyang High School opened.

The students waiting at the gate immediately bunched together and flocked into the school like sardines in a fishing net.

When Zhao Tianxing reached the classroom door, he saw Qian Shen had long been standing before it.

Qian Shen was staring at the score sheet posted on the main door, suddenly feeling a sense of relief.

Though his total score had dropped quite a bit due to lower practical exam scores, at least…

“Phew…

at least Zhang Yu’s score matched his abilities; Songyang High School’s monthly exam evaluation system doesn’t have a BUG for now.”

On the other side, Zhao Tianxing took a look at the students around him and thought: “Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen haven’t arrived yet?”

“Well, given their abilities, they must already know their scores without looking.”

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianxing felt a wave of envy, wishing he could have the same confidence and boldness not to rush to see the results.

He also hurriedly went up and started searching for his name from top to bottom.

First place, Zhang Yu, 653 points

Second place, Bai Zhenzhen, 652 points

Seeing their rankings, Zhao Tianxing sighed inwardly: “Apart from Daoism, their scores in other subjects must be close to full marks.”

Of course, Zhao Tianxing knew this didn’t mean the two could relax because the difficulty and assessment standards of the monthly exams would increase with time, requiring students to continually improve to maintain their scores.

Many second and third-year students saw their grades fall because their growth couldn’t keep up with the rising assessment standards.

But Zhao Tianxing felt that with Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s talents, keeping their scores shouldn’t be a big problem.

Thinking of that, he felt envious again: “If only I had their talent.”

Continuing down the list, he finally found his name and felt a surge of joy.

Eighth place, Zhao Tianxing, 594 points

Soon after, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen entered the classroom one after another.

Zhao Tianxing noticed they only glanced briefly at the monthly exam rankings, seeming not to care much about it.

Watching this, Zhao Tianxing thought that Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu looked really cool this way.

In contrast, he was anxious about his scores since last night and came running early in the morning to check them.

“Sigh, I’m really pathetic.”

But as the day went on, Zhao Tianxing noticed that Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen seemed to have something on their minds.

He couldn’t understand what these two, being the first and second of their grade, could be worried about.

Just then, a shadow flickered past the window.

A loud crash came from the first floor.

Another student had a breakdown.

…

That afternoon after school.

When Zhang Yu returned to the school’s quiet room intending to use his weekly free Spirit Root rental privilege.

Wei Xin swiped Zhang Yu’s student card, then curiously said: “Huh?

Why doesn’t it work?”

“Zhang Yu, please wait a moment, let me check…”

Zhang Yu casually took back his student card: “No need to check, maybe I made a mistake.”

But Zhang Yu already knew, this was definitely some trick by the student council.

On the way home afterward, when Zhang Yu saw the message on his phone, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

It was a message from Lei Jun, the Martial Arts Class teacher guiding his martial arts practice.

“Zhang Yu, the school thinks your physical strength needs to be honed a bit more, and plans to let you settle for a year and participate in the Martial Arts competition next year.”

Zhang Yu silently let out a sigh.

Mana competitions, sports competitions, martial arts competitions…

Clearly, the student council intends to erase all his opportunities to compete, cutting off this path for him.

The benefits like free Spirit Root rentals would also be reduced, one by one.

At this rate, Zhang Yu seemed doomed to return to taking part-time jobs after class.

“I’m still too weak…”

While waiting for the bus at the station, he squeezed in some time to practice the martial arts of the Heavenly Martial Refining Heart Technique, but the more he practiced the more awkward it felt.

Because he deeply sensed that his lack of any fight-ready mentality was seriously incompatible with the mindset required by this mental method.

Zhang Yu felt a fire smoldering inside, yet had nowhere to vent it.

Walking through the alley to his apartment, Zhang Yu wondered: “How about going to see Li Xuelian?

Seeing my current level of the Heavenly Martial Heart Refinement, will Master Xinghuo want to take me as a disciple?”

“Could I create more room to negotiate by getting Master Xinghuo involved?”

But thinking that Master Xinghuo might just be another person wanting him to sign a contract of servitude, Zhang Yu sighed again.

He looked up to the sky, only to feel that the entire Songyang City was like a giant dining table, and he and Bai Zhenzhen were two dishes on it, being picked by wealthy patrons one after another.

“Should I escape?”

“Run to another city, work part-time while cultivating, and after ten years or so come back stronger?”

“But what about Azhen?

Would she be willing to escape?”

“Sigh, and this stupid ritual is forcing me to go to college, so it probably won’t agree either…”

Opening the door and stepping into his apartment, Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, taken aback on the spot.

Sitting in his chair was a tall, slender girl in a White Dragon High School uniform.

The girl’s long hair was tied in a ponytail behind her, her fair hands gently caressing the scabbard of a sword resting on her legs.

Zhang Yu struggled to speak: “Sis…

sis?”

The White Dragon High School student before him was Zhang Yu’s sister—Zhang Pianpian.

But what he hadn’t expected was that she was a student of White Dragon High School, something completely absent from the original Zhang Yu’s memory.

Especially with that large number 1 on her chest, indicating Zhang Pianpian was now the first in her grade at White Dragon High School.

Could Zhang Yu’s sister really achieve this?

How did she accomplish it?

Why was the original Zhang Yu completely unaware?

Zhang Pianpian looked at him coldly and said flatly: “Go see Zhou Chechen and sign the contract.”

Zhang Yu instinctively frowned: “You came to make me sign a contract?”

Zhang Pianpian replied indifferently: “I’m doing this for your own good.

If you keep hanging on, they’ll push you to death.”

Zhang Yu thought of the ritual on him and replied just as indifferently: “Signing the contract means death to me.”

Their gazes clashed in the air, and seeing Zhang Yu’s steadfastness, Zhang Pianpian seemed to sense a kind of do-or-die determination in his eyes.

She nodded slightly and said: “I didn’t expect you to become like this.”

“I thought you’d be better suited to live an ordinary, peaceful life.”

“Since you’re unwilling to sign with Songyang High School, then come with me.

I’ll take you to White Dragon High School.”

Zhang Yu was slightly taken aback, feeling confused but asked the most crucial question: “Can I make it into the Top Ten?”

Zhang Pianpian smiled: “Of course.”

“Now you’ve finally got a bit of the spirit to challenge the Immortal Path.

Since that’s the case, I’m willing to offer you a chance to make it into the Top Ten.”

Though it was his first time meeting the original sister, Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Pianpian in front of him and only felt she was completely different from the one in his memory, full of unfamiliarity.

Is this really Zhang Yu’s sister?

Are they truly the same person?

Has money and scores completely changed Zhang Yu’s sister?

But Zhang Yu knew now wasn’t the time for these sentiments, so he asked the second most important question he felt necessary.

Zhang Yu: “Can we take one more person with us?”

Watching Zhang Pianpian tilt her head curiously at him, Zhang Yu continued: “Can we bring Bai Zhenzhen along to White Dragon High School?”

Looking puzzled, Zhang Pianpian asked: “Why?”

Zhang Yu: “She’s like a brother to me, and I want to help her.”

He thought: “If I leave and Azhen is left alone to handle the student council, those bastards in the student council are sure to strike even harder.”

Looking baffled, Zhang Pianpian said: “Brother?

Is Bai Zhenzhen also our relative?”

At first, Zhang Yu thought Zhang Pianpian was being sarcastic, but upon seeing her serious expression, he tentatively explained: “I mean, we’re really really close.”

“When I was at my poorest, in the darkest moment of my life, she gave me 500 and treated me to a meal.”

Zhang Pianpian still looked bewildered and asked: “Can’t you just transfer 500 back to her now?”

Zhang Yu: “No.”

Zhang Pianpian: “Then how about 5000?”

Zhang Yu: “It’s not about the amount of money.”

He felt increasingly uneasy, as this Zhang Pianpian before him was nothing like the sister from his memories.

Observing Zhang Yu’s persistence, Zhang Pianpian pondered for a moment and then said: “White Dragon High School has limited spots, I can at most take one person there with me.”

Zhang Yu felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

But then Zhang Pianpian continued: “However, if you can pass a test.”

“Both of you can be kept safe.”

Zhang Yu quickly asked: “What test?”

“Divine Assistant, or you could call it Divine Position Outsourcing.” Zhang Pianpian said indifferently: “As long as you have a status under a divine department, at least before I enter university, even if you stay at Songyang High School, no one will dare to mess with you two.”

“I can be your recommending person for the test.”

“But you have to understand, if you follow me to White Dragon High School, you can be safeguarded until graduating from high school.”

“But if you only rely on this Divine Assistant status, then after I enter university, they won’t have so many scruples anymore.”

“And now there’s only half a year left until I graduate high school and enter university.”

“Are you sure you want to take this risk?”