Listening to Mojizhenjun, Zhang Yu smiled sheepishly and said, “It was all out of necessity. You know what I’ve always aspired to most is the artifact refining industry.”

“Hmph.”

Mojizhenjun sneered, gesturing towards the laboratory on the flying boat, and said, “Let’s go, let’s see your laboratory.”

In the laboratory, Liu Xiangqiao, Zi Yunzhen, and others were excitedly discussing Zhang Yu’s performance in the Top Ten League and marveling at the boundless future of the laboratory. Upon seeing Zhang Yu enter with Mojizhenjun, they immediately fell silent and focused on their work.

Mojizhenjun followed Zhang Yu on a tour, listening to his introduction of the laboratory.

Currently, in Zhang Yu’s artifact refining laboratory, besides the material preparation for the Bishui Jinjing Jia, the damaged Tianri Huangshen was also placed aside, awaiting Zhang Yu’s repair.

The twenty-four Taihao Shenglü flying swords were also neatly arranged on the experimental bench, needing maintenance for the next match.

“Alright,” Mojizhenjun said, “Leave the Bishui Jinjing Jia to me.”

“Before the next match, I’ll refine this armor to level 20 for you.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this: “Master!”

Mojizhenjun said, “Don’t thank me. You still have to pay for the materials yourself.”

“And thanks are useless. When I send you the bill, transferring the money quickly will be much more helpful than thanking me now.”

Zhang Yu nodded, then somewhat awkwardly asked, “Master, there’s still a week until the next match, and my Bishui Jinjing Jia is only level 10…”

Mojizhenjun smiled faintly and said, “Not only is your master at the peak of Nascent Soul, but I’ve also cultivated artifact refining techniques like the Taixu Shenqi Ce to level 40.”

“Moreover, a level 10 Bishui Jinjing Jia already has its framework and foundation laid. Pushing it to level 20 within a week is no problem for me.”

Zhang Yu, however, still smiled and thanked Mojizhenjun. He knew that for a cultivator like Mojizhenjun, every minute and second was extremely valuable. The fact that he was willing to put aside a lot of his work to refine a magical artifact for him was already a great favor.

Mojizhenjun suddenly added, “Don’t just think about thanking me. If it weren’t for that old Gao constantly pestering me, I wouldn’t bother coming over.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered, and he quickly said, “I’ll definitely thank Director Gao properly when I get back.”

So, for the following days, Mojizhenjun’s clone stayed in Zhang Yu’s laboratory, helping Zhang Yu refine the Bishui Jinjing Jia daily.

Zhang Yu, meanwhile, was responsible for repairing the Tianri Huangshen and maintaining the Taihao Shenglü flying swords.

Although the Tianri Huangshen was severely damaged by Kuang Tianqing this time, Zhang Yu had fortunately also finalized the advertising negotiations. He ultimately chose Wandao Jiangzong, selling all his advertising slots and naming rights to them. With the school’s special care, he ultimately received nearly 300 spiritual coins, which was more than enough for the repair work.

At the same time, the school also sent many magical artifacts.

Anzhenzhenjun said, “These are magical artifacts specially refined by the school based on the opponent’s performance in the previous match. They are mainly used to detect changes in spiritual energy in the air, warn against Gu insects, and guard against Qing Si.”

“Although they cannot directly resist, they can provide early warnings, allowing you to prepare.”

Anzhenzhenjun also reminded, “But you must also understand that it’s not just us who can target them; they will also target us.”

“The tactics you used in the last match, the Tianmo Four Schools will definitely have targeted strategies for the next match. You need to be careful yourself.”

Looking at the magical artifacts sent by Anzhenzhenjun, Zhang Yu felt a slight sigh in his heart. He seemed to foresee the Top Ten Universities engaging in an arms race as the competition progressed, constantly updating their students based on each other’s performances.

Subsequently, Zhang Yu received a package from Mo Shangjin. With the coordination of the school and the Civil Engineering Department, Mo Shangjin lent the Qijue Fahai to Zhang Yu for use during the competition.

Looking at the Qijue Fahai in front of him, the gradually improving Bishui Jinjing Jia, and the naming proposal sent by the company not long ago, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: “The benefits of devouring Kuang Tianqing are truly immense.”

“In the next competition, my strength will far surpass the past, moving even closer to the levels of Dao Qiankun and Kuang Tianqing.”

However, Zhang Yu’s balance also rapidly dwindled with the repair and refinement of magical artifacts and the rental of the Fahai. His original spiritual coin balance, plus the advertising income, ultimately left him with only a little over 100 spiritual coins.

In Dao Qiankun’s medicine pool, Zhang Yu felt his Dao Heart becoming increasingly well-rounded, finally fully recovering to level 20.

“Coming to Dao Ge’s medicine pool every day hasn’t been in vain after all.”

“I just don’t know when I’ll be able to ‘leech’ his Dao seed.”

Zhang Yu turned to look at Dao Qiankun not far away, who was gazing up at the starry sky, lost in thought.

For some reason, every time Zhang Yu saw Dao Qiankun privately, he would feel a strong sense of loneliness emanating from him, as if he didn’t fit in with the rest of the world.

As if sensing Zhang Yu’s gaze, Dao Qiankun turned and smiled at him: “What’s wrong? Leaving already?”

Zhang Yu nodded and asked a question that had been bothering him: “Dao Ge, why don’t you have advertisements on you during the competition?”

Given Dao Qiankun’s fame, Zhang Yu didn’t believe that his advertising slots would go unsold.

Dao Qiankun said calmly, “Zhang Yu, do you think money… is omnipotent?”

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned by this. Just as he was wondering how to answer, he heard Dao Qiankun continue, “I once had a friend.”

“He… was very weak, so he single-mindedly pursued power and wealth.”

“In this process, he gave up a lot and lost a lot.”

“I didn’t want to see him continue down that path. I wanted him to understand that money isn’t everything, that money can’t solve all problems, and that there are many things money can’t buy.”

Zhang Yu was even more surprised by this; it didn’t sound like something a Kunxu person would say.

Curiosity welled up in Zhang Yu’s heart, and he couldn’t help but ask, “What happened then?”

Dao Qiankun said, “So, I found a way for him to earn a lot of money, money he could never have earned before, surpassing all his opponents.”

Zhang Yu asked, “And then he realized money isn’t everything?”

Dao Qiankun shook his head: “Later I realized that money indeed solved all his problems.”

Zhang Yu: “…”

Dao Qiankun looked at the silent Zhang Yu and smiled, “But money can’t change… my desire to change my friend’s mind.”

“So, for my friend, perhaps money is omnipotent.”

“But not for me.”

“I also believe that for many people, there are problems they have that money cannot solve.”

After saying this, Dao Qiankun gave a self-deprecating smile: “Am I being a bit willful? Am I wasting money?”

Zhang Yu immediately shook his head and said righteously, “Going beyond your capabilities and being unable to take responsibility for the final outcome, that’s called willfulness. For example, if I did that and ended up heavily in debt, that would be willfulness. Senior, you doing this is completely within your capabilities; you’re just doing what you want to do.”

Dao Qiankun smiled, looked at Zhang Yu, and said, “Zhang Yu, if you win first place, what immortal sect cultivation method would you choose?”

Zhang Yu quickly said, “Dao Ge, how could I win first place? I’m here to help you win first place.”

Dao Qiankun smiled faintly, and in a flash of lightning, he was in front of Zhang Yu, grasping his palm and pointing to his own heart: “Hypothetically, I’m just stating a hypothesis.”

“If you eventually have the chance to pierce my heart like this, to win first place, what immortal sect cultivation method would you want?”

Zhang Yu calmly said, “Senior, that would be too willful for me.”

Dao Qiankun smiled faintly and said, “I’m just hypothesizing, Zhang Yu… your answer is too boring.”

“However, I don’t dislike it. You’ve just been constrained for too long.”

Dao Qiankun released Zhang Yu’s wrist and said lightly, “If I win first place, I will lead you into a new world and let you share the glory of the champion.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered, and he asked curiously, “Senior, what immortal sect cultivation method will you choose after winning first place?”

Dao Qiankun went to the window, looked at the Wanfa magical artifact Changye Qiongque, which had transformed into the moon in the sky, his gaze seeming to penetrate Lingxiao and look into the depths of the sky.

“This time participating in the Top Ten League, everyone who wants to win the championship has different cultivation method goals in their hearts.”

“Some people want to obtain the inheritance of an Upper Realm immortal, to complete their cultivation method.”

“Some people want to master the latest immortal cultivation techniques, to lead the entire world.”

“Some people want to break through their bottlenecks and escape their own limitations.”

“As for me…”

“I want to change this world.”

Looking at the other party’s chest, Zhang Yu’s eyes moved. He only felt the afterimage of a Dao seed flash by, vaguely seeing only the character “Xian” (仙).

The last day before the second match.

The Bishui Jinjing Jia was completely refined by Mojizhenjun.

Looking at the level 20 armor in front of him, Zhang Yu felt a surge of anticipation.

“What kind of cultivation methods will the Great Sage’s inheritor have?”

As Zhang Yu put on the armor, his spiritual power gradually permeated it. The armor seemed to gradually become a part of his body, participating in its operation…

Seeing Zhang Yu’s dazed look, Mojizhenjun frowned and asked, “Zhang Yu? What’s wrong? Is there a problem with this armor?”

Zhang Yu then snapped back to reality, a peculiar look flashing across his face. He looked at Mojizhenjun and said, “No problem, Master. Your technique is better than I imagined.”

“With this armor, my strength has greatly increased; it’s like adding wings to a tiger.”

On the day the second match began.

Zhang Yu changed into the Qijue Fahai, put on the Bishui Jinjing Jia, and walked towards the arena with his sword box full of magical artifacts.

A message from Bai Zhenzhen appeared in his eye-display: Yu Zi, gan you!

Zhang Yu: Gan you!

Since the last match, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had both been busy with their own affairs, without even a chance to meet.

However, Zhang Yu knew that both he and Bai Zhenzhen were looking for a true connection, an opportunity to exchange spiritual roots.

With the end of the first match, after the schools were ranked by the number of captives, each university received a different number of slots, ranging from Wanfa, which received a maximum of ten slots, to Danding, which received a minimum of one. A total of forty-five people were eliminated, leaving only fifty-five people at the scene.