Kunxu, First Level.

Songyang City.

Songyang High School.

In recent days, a lecture was held at Songyang High School, sponsored by Ziyun Company and Ziyun High School.

At the school gate, a statue of Zhang Yu had even been erected, reportedly donated by Le Jingchen, an alumnus of Ziyun High School, through a company special line.

Currently, on the training ground, first-year freshmen sat obediently, along with numerous school leaders and physical education teachers, all listening attentively as Senior Gold Medal PE Teacher Wang Hai shared his advanced experience in body tempering.

“The Ten Greats, they are the pinnacle of all universities.”

“Myriad Laws University, that is the pinnacle of the Ten Greats.”

“It is said that at Myriad Laws University, a low-ranking student walking on the street has a certain probability of being beaten to death by patrols.”

“Students with poor grades cannot survive at Myriad Laws University.”

“And my student, your senior, Zhang Yu, was admitted to Myriad Laws University.”

“After entering Myriad Laws University, he continued his progress, not only becoming first in his class but also entering the top hundred in his entire department. Not long ago, he even passed the military certificate exam.”

“Reportedly, he now earns millions every day.”

Listening to Wang Hai’s narration, the students below collectively gasped in amazement.

Although the school leaders had already learned of the news from Le Jingchen via Ziyun, hearing it again now still filled their hearts with emotion.

Other physical education teachers looked enviously at Wang Hai; he had become the highest-paid PE teacher in Songyang City.

On the stage, Wang Hai continued, “In Zhang Yu’s first year of high school, I already saw his extraordinary qualities.”

“Not only did he ask me daily for body tempering techniques, but he also insisted on not using medicine to train his willpower.”

“Of course, you shouldn’t emulate this point; you won’t be able to keep up without medicine…”

Kunxu, Second Level.

Myriad Laws University.

Le Jingchen looked at the message sent from the First Level via the company’s special line and thought to himself, “Let’s leave it at that for now.”

“There’s no need to actively discuss these minor matters. Anyway, next year, new students from Songyang City will join the alumni group and naturally talk about these things. Let everything ferment naturally.”

Le Jingchen wasn’t sure if this approach would be effective, but based on what he had heard about Zhang Yu from Le Mulan, he felt this method should have some use.

In any case, it didn’t consume many resources for him, so he simply did it.

“If there’s an opportunity in the future, perhaps Ziyun High School could merge with Songyang High School.”

“Then Zhang Yu and I would also be alumni of the same high school.”

Spirit Realm.

Li Xuelian flicked her finger, and numerous chat records from the Songyang alumni group appeared, along with photos from Zhang Yu’s social media, and various rumors circulating everywhere.

A moment later, she looked at the Xinghuo True Man before her and said, “Father, that’s the situation…”

“I told you if we had listened to me and signed Zhang Yu back then…”

The projection of Xinghuo True Man in the Spirit Realm waved his hand, saying helplessly, “Alright, alright, I’ve heard that so many times my ears are calloused.”

“I rarely travel to the Spirit Realm to gather news; I’m not here to listen to you repeat yourself.”

Seeing Li Xuelian about to speak again, Xinghuo True Man quickly pointed to the chat records before them and said, “Did Yu Xinghan send this? Why is he always discussing dual cultivation with this Goddess Lian Tian? Does he want to dual cultivate with this woman?”

A peculiar look appeared in Li Xuelian’s eyes as she said, “Perhaps.”

“Sigh, this kid really…” Xinghuo True Man shook his head, then continued to read various pieces of information about Zhang Yu, a smile appearing on his face.

Watching Xinghuo True Man continuously smile, Li Xuelian eventually asked, “Father, if Zhang Yu advances to Golden Core, can he help you return?”

Seeing no reaction from Xinghuo True Man, Li Xuelian frowned and looked closely, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes: “Oh, he’s stuck.”

“Has his spiritual travel data run out?”

Underworld University.

Wang Yin, who had successfully become a graduate student, casually opened the video on his eye-device, as usual.

It was playing Zhang Yu’s competition video from the previous year.

For the past year, Wang Yin had continuously watched this video—day and night, while meditating, while taking medicine—he already knew the entire process by heart.

He had initially felt his heart bleeding and his body aching, but now he wore a calm expression, his heart undisturbed.

He spoke faintly, “Mother, now I have not only returned to the peak of Foundation Establishment, but my Dao Heart is also as profound as the vast earth. No matter the failure, the insult, or the ugliness, it can no longer cause the slightest ripple in my Dao Heart.”

“In fact, any failure, any insult, will only transform into nourishment for my Immortal Dao, allowing me to travel further on the path to immortality.”

His mother said calmly, “You said that last time too.”

“A Dao Heart is forged through experience.”

“It’s not spoken into existence.”

“Do you know what people outside are saying about you now?”

Wang Yin calmly replied, “What are they saying about me? Mother, please tell me. The more insulting it is, the more it will temper my Dao Heart.”

His mother said calmly, “They say that Wang Yin can’t even leech off his parents properly, that his achievements in this life are limited, and he might not even reach Golden Core in the future.”

Wang Yin’s brows furrowed slightly; he understood how deeply insulting these words were.

Every descendant of a wealthy family inevitably has long-lived elders.

And for the offspring of the wealthy, leeching off their parents, or rather, learning to use the resources of their elders to grow strong, is an important ability, a crucial skill, a tradition passed down through generations, and also one of the standards for judging the strength of a descendant.

“They say my ability to leech off my parents is bad? How is that different from calling me unfilial?”

Wang Yin scoffed, his Dao Heart churning, a boundless fighting spirit surging within him: “I will let these people know how strong I am at leeching off my parents.”

His mother nodded slightly: “It seems you have indeed made progress.”

“Then I will tell you a few things about Zhang Yu, like giving you some problems. Do you want to hear them?”

A sharp light flashed in Wang Yin’s eyes, and his fighting spirit grew even stronger: “Bring it on, Mother. My Emperor’s Heart has longed for this day for a year.”

“For the past year, I have anticipated this day ceaselessly, turning Zhang Yu’s victory into nourishment for my own progress. This is Wang Yin’s *Yin* study!”

“Mother, I’m not afraid to tell you.” Wang Yin smiled confidently, “If someone defeats me, I might even give them money—directly give them 10 spirit coins.”

His mother said, “Zhang Yu is now among the top 30 in the Civil Engineering Department at Myriad Laws University.”

Wang Yin smiled slightly and said, “As expected of my opponent; he has indeed made tremendous progress this past year.”

“Being among the top 30 in Civil Engineering means he will have a chance to come to Underworld University in the future, giving me the opportunity to defeat him personally.”

“How wonderful.”

His mother continued, “Zhang Yu has become the dual cultivation partner of a Soul Transformation disciple.”

Wang Yin paused slightly, then burst into laughter, “He can dual cultivate with a Soul Transformation disciple? That shows he has talent in that area.”

“Then the value of my future defeat of him will be even higher.”

His mother continued, “He passed the military certificate exam in the cultivation technique direction.”

“Pfft!” Wang Yin laughed, “Mother, I know you make up some fake news to test me.”

“But you’re saying Zhang Yu passed the military certificate exam in his third year? That’s a bit too fake, it doesn’t even have the effect of a test…”

Looking at his mother’s indifferent expression, Wang Yin gradually stopped smiling: “Is it true?”

His mother lightly tapped her finger, and Myriad Laws University news appeared, showing a photo of Zhang Yu being awarded the military certificate.

Under his mother’s gaze, Wang Yin was silent for a moment, then murmured, “I can’t do this problem! I can’t! It’s too hard!”

His mother shook her head and said coldly, “Wang Yin, you truly can’t even leech off your parents properly now.”

Just as his mother was about to turn and leave, she suddenly felt an astonishing surge of fighting spirit emanating from Wang Yin.

“Mother, I’ve said it before, the more failure, the more insult, the more setbacks, the more it will ignite the fighting spirit in my heart.”

“I am no longer the person I was.”

His mother smiled, “Good.”

“Then do you still need me to use the seclusion talisman to block all news about Zhang Yu for you?”

Wang Yin’s spiritual energy surged around him, as if his loyal subjects, obeying his will, continuously gathered and emitted a faint glow.

Wang Yin declared, “No need. Now, even if I witness Zhang Yu’s victories every day, I will only get better.”

“I can even add him as a friend myself!”

His mother rejoiced, “Good, you have indeed made great progress this past year; you have truly mastered the cultivation method of the Emperor’s Heart.”

“Hmm?” Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted, “Mr. Wang? He added me as a friend? Didn’t he block me a long time ago? Is it a scammer?”

After adding Wang Yin as a friend, Zhang Yu confirmed with Tian Yang and found out it really was Wang Yin.

However, after accepting the friend request, Zhang Yu quickly closed the chat window without getting a chance to talk.

He had more important things to do at the moment.

Today was the Civil Engineering Department’s internal competition: the battle between their competition team and Ping Han’s team.

The area outside the massive simulated battlefield was empty, but many Civil Engineering students were watching the match via live stream.

“It’s starting, it’s starting, it’s about to begin.”

“Zhang Yu and Ping Han, who is truly more qualified to get the military certificate?”

“Who cares about that? I’m here to see which of them is better at speculating on Qiongjiang coins.”

“It must be Zhang Yu. They say he’s proficient in dual cultivation and can be a dual cultivation partner with a Soul Transformation disciple, so his research on Qiongjiang coins must be much better than Ping Han’s.”

In front of the simulated battlefield, the members of the two competition teams stood opposite each other.

Ping Han looked coldly at Zhang Yu, his eyes burning with intense battle intent.

He spoke, “You also bought Qiongjiang coins?”

Zhang Yu shook his head, “I don’t speculate on coins.”

Ping Han snorted, “Those who don’t speculate on coins are destined to be eliminated by the times. What right do you have to obtain a military certificate?”