You dare to cultivate without money?!

69: Chapter 51: Undercurrents Stir_2

69 -51: Undercurrents Stir_2

Three days passed in a row, and he finally pushed the Limitless Cloud Hand to Level 10.

Hear those words, ‘finally’ reached Level 10.

Clearly, Zhang Yu was somewhat dissatisfied with the speed.

“Alas, the Yu Shu is still not powerful enough to unleash my potential and discipline.”

In the rundown building, mana from Zhang Yu’s Dantian silently completed seven continuous vibrations, then dispersed into his limbs, erupting from his entire body.

In an instant, Zhang Yu’s entire body was surrounded by white clouds, appearing with a divine demeanor.

“This is the effect of the Limitless Cloud Hand reaching Level 10, the Formless Cloud Gang is no longer confined to the hands but surges from every part of the body, truly becoming both offensive and defensive.”

However, this also led to a significant increase in mana consumption, and Zhang Yu felt he couldn’t sustain it for more than a few minutes, so he quickly stopped.

After these days of rigorous cultivation, Zhang Yu’s various abilities had once again improved.

The mana, through relentless day and night intake, improved to 16.9.

The constant wearing of weight clothes and the training with the Limitless Cloud Hand raised his Physical Strength to 1.28 levels.

The Dao Heart, under the almost constant training of the Level 10 Wild Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Technique, remained the fastest improving, reaching Level 2 (65%).

…

On this day, Zhang Yu had just arrived at the classroom when he saw a weathered-looking middle-aged woman tidying up a desk.

While feeling puzzled, Zhang Yu heard Zhou Tianyi next to him say, “Liang Qin dropped out, that’s his mom here to pack his things.”

“Ah?” Zhang Yu asked with some surprise, “Why?”

Zhou Tianyi sighed, “It seems he owes over a hundred in gambling debts.

After his parents found out, they directly came to help him withdraw from school.”

“I heard that yesterday, his family had an uproar in the teacher’s office, Liang Qin kept kneeling and kowtowing, but his parents still insisted on processing his withdrawal.”

Zhou Tianyi shook his head and lamented, “His parents did the right thing.

Once you get addicted to gambling, you’ll only remain a mortal for life, never achieving anything on the Immortal Road.”

“Not to mention a first-year student, even if you become immortal, you’ll fall, losing all cultivation cleanly and starting all over as a mortal.”

Zhang Yu was somewhat silent.

This Liang Qin was somewhat similar to his past in borrowing, thinking that if he hadn’t crossed over, the original Zhang Yu might have ended up the same way.

Just then, Bai Zhenzhen dragged Zhang Yu out of the classroom and said, “That group of paupers has finally replied.

Sign the electronic agreement they sent.”

Shortly after Zhang Yu signed the electronic agreement, a transfer notification sounded on his phone.

Seeing the transferred twenty thousand yuan, both Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were invigorated.

Bai Zhenzhen: “Those stingy fellows actually sent over twenty thousand all at once, they must really value you.”

“Transfer eight thousand to my card, I need it.”

Zhang Yu didn’t ask why, he transferred the eight thousand and only reminded, “What have you been busy with lately?

You disappear as soon as school ends every day?”

Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly, “Isn’t it trying to find a way to get into the Top Ten.”

“Those stingy fellows value us so much, we must let them help ease our pressure a bit.”

Saying this, she seemed to remember something and reminded, “After next week’s monthly exam, Zhou Chechen should try to persuade us to sign again.”

“If we refuse the student council again this time, they will definitely apply more pressure.”

“Especially you, since you took fourth place in the magic competition, they will surely try every way to force you to sign.

Can you withstand it?”

Zhang Yu wasn’t confident, but seeing Bai Zhenzhen’s concerned eyes, he laughed and said, “Of course I can withstand it, but don’t you give up halfway.”

Zhang Yu thought about the pressure of the Ritual and inwardly noted that it was either being killed by the Ritual or getting into the Top Ten; there was simply no choice.

As he thought about this, that familiar coldness arose within him again, and Zhang Yu knew it was urging him to go back to his studies and cultivation.

“Alas, enough said, one’s own strength is most important, I should go back to train.”

Bai Zhenzhen placed a hand on his shoulder and reminded, “Remember, when refusing, you can shift focus onto Purple Cloud High School and White Dragon High School, say they’re recruiting you, and continue negotiating terms with the student council to buy time.”

“Remember, never let them realize you’re aiming for the Top Ten.”

Watching Zhang Yu leave hurriedly, Bai Zhenzhen seemed to sense his urgency.

“Yu Zi is getting more diligent lately.”

“He must be feeling anxious too.”

“But it’s alright, I will soon find that fellow…”

“Indeed, I am formidable, although Yu Zi is just a tad better in magic competitions, to get into the Top Ten, it sure needs me to support him.”

…

In a quiet room.

Leasing the muscle-enhancing Spirit Root, Zhang Yu felt that every intake of spirit machine accompanied by it being absorbed into the Spirit Root, it would return even more lively spirit machine.

This is the growth spirit machine brought by the muscle-enhancing Spirit Root.

As the growing spirit machine was naturally absorbed by his flesh and blood, he felt his whole body’s muscles seemed to squirm on their own, beginning to devour all nutrients rapidly.

With the constant function of the muscle-enhancing Spirit Root and the injection of growing spirit machine into his body, this state would last for 6 to 12 hours, greatly increasing Zhang Yu’s effectiveness in training Physical Strength.

Broadcasting through the speaker came Wei Xin’s voice: “Mr.

Zhang, would you like to add more time?”

Zhang Yu slowly exhaled and, after a moment of thought, said, “Add one more hour.”

…

Inside the Training Field.

The Martial Arts teacher, Lei Jun, was giving Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen extra lessons for next month’s Martial Arts competition.

Amidst the roaring and popping sounds, two figures clashed back and forth, almost like two giant beasts tearing into each other.

Zhang Yu’s Limitless Cloud Hand unleashed surging Martial Arts Gang Qi.

Yet Bai Zhenzhen, with fingers like swords, brought up a shadow of swords and pointed out, striking weak, critical points of the Gang Qi, instantly scattering the oncoming Gang Qi.

Lei Jun shouted: “Zhang Yu, Limitless Cloud Hand relies on variance, use the situation to your advantage, don’t always think of bullying by force.”

Zhang Yu didn’t want to rely solely on force either, but Bai Zhenzhen’s combat experience surpassed his so much that if he didn’t subconsciously rely on Martial Arts Gang Qi to suppress head-on, he would almost always be overpowered by Bai Zhenzhen.

“How is Azhen so formidable in battle?”

Although Zhang Yu hadn’t used his full strength, he did exhibit Level 1 Limitless Cloud Hand, yet Bai Zhenzhen with just a few basic martial arts completely suppressed him, making Zhang Yu strongly suspect Bai Zhenzhen of cheating.

Is she using wallhack or aimbot?

Always hitting my weak points?

Always seeing through my moves?

…

The days passed with Zhang Yu’s continuous learning, cultivation, and extra lessons.

Another week flew by in the blink of an eye.

The big day of Songyang High School’s monthly exam had arrived again.

Classmates, teachers, the student council, and both known and unknown individuals to Zhang Yu, gradually shifted their focus onto him and Bai Zhenzhen.