Demonic Sage Myriad Transformation Scripture Level 11 (0/110)

As his magical power circulated, Zhang Yu saw two strands of hair fall from his head. They twisted and deformed in mid-air, eventually turning into two swimming fish.

At the same time, the water vapor in the air rapidly condensed under the effect of the Clear Water Golden Crystal Armor, forming a mass of water that gathered in mid-air, catching the two fish transformed from his hair.

As the fish swam back and forth in the water, Zhang Yu felt information about the water’s temperature, flow, texture, and visual aspects, as if these two fish were extensions of his own body, allowing him to manipulate them at will as they entered the water.

“Finally reached Level 11 before the finals.”

“I wonder what the strategy for the finals will be.”

Reaching Level 11 of the Demonic Sage Myriad Transformation Scripture did not disappoint Zhang Yu. He tried it out briefly and immediately felt how useful it was.

If asked how useful it was, Zhang Yu might say… it was like being on Earth, where he could transform into North Africans, East Africans, West Africans, South Africans, West Coasters, and East Coasters. These people had astonishing physiques and excelled in different skills such as singing, dancing, rapping, and shopping. Each one could stand on their own and bring benefits to Zhang Yu.

“I hope there will be opportunities and time to further improve my strength during the finals.”

“Sigh, if only it were half a year later, no… even if I just had three more months, my success rate in winning the championship would be vastly different.”

Thinking this, Zhang Yu suddenly shook his head, casting aside these distracting thoughts. “Now is not the time to think about such things. No matter what, I will do my best to contend for this immortal sect cultivation technique.”

As Zhang Yu proceeded to inventory his magic treasures, organize his sword boxes, and make his final preparations, two patrol team members found him through a spiritual realm projection, wanting to ask him some questions.

Zhang Yu looked at the two in surprise, feeling their arrival was somewhat inexplicable.

He couldn’t help but frown and said, “Gentlemen, I still have to participate in the Top Ten League. I’m afraid I don’t have time to cooperate with you.”

As he spoke, Zhang Yu even deliberately showed off his ranking, hoping the other party would retreat in the face of difficulty.

The two patrol team members, however, looked at Zhang Yu politely. One of them said, “Please rest assured, student Zhang Yu, this will not affect your participation in the Top Ten League.”

“Because the Top Ten League has been postponed.”

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned to hear this, and said somewhat incredulously, “What did you say? The Top Ten League is being postponed?”

The patrol team member nodded. “The exact number of days for the postponement hasn’t been decided yet, but it definitely won’t be held today.”

Zhang Yu immediately messaged Anzhen Zhenjun. While getting an affirmative reply, the other party also asked him if someone had come to question him.

Anzhen Zhenjun: Cooperate well, don’t be nervous. Just answer whatever they ask.

Zhang Yu’s heart was already in turmoil, filled with countless questions. “What exactly happened? Even the Top Ten League has to be postponed?!”

He looked at the two patrol team members in front of him and asked, “Gentlemen, has something big happened?”

The patrol team members smiled bitterly and shook their heads. “Student Zhang, please don’t make it difficult for us. If we violate regulations by leaking information, we’ll owe huge debts.”

Zhang Yu nodded. “Alright then, ask whatever you need to ask. I’ll cooperate as much as possible.”

Patrol team member: “Student Zhang, where did you go yesterday?”

“Do you have any eyewitnesses?”

“What do you think of Dao Qiankun?”

“What did you say to student Dao Qiankun yesterday?”

After a round of routine questioning, Zhang Yu felt that more and more of their questions were related to Dao Qiankun, making a thought arise in his mind.

So, after the questioning ended and the projections of the two patrol team members disappeared, Zhang Yu immediately messaged Dao Qiankun but received no response.

Moreover, Zhang Yu was surprised to find, “Brother Dao is offline?”

Zhang Yu also tried asking others, but most were either as ignorant as he was, or they remained silent, as if under a gag order.

The entire駐地 of Wanfa University spent a day in a state of alarm.

Meanwhile, in the spiritual realm, news of the Top Ten League’s postponement stirred up various public opinion whirlpools.

Some spoke of Nascent Soul cultivators fighting on the scene, some of the Heavenly Court ordering a change in the rules, and some of cult attacks causing casualties among contestants. In short, there were all sorts of guesses, making many wonder if an economic crisis would return, even causing fluctuations in stock prices, currency values, and commodity prices.

Amidst this widespread panic, Wanfa University officially issued an announcement the next day.

“Brother Dao is dead?”

Zhang Yu looked at the content of the announcement, filled with disbelief.

“How is that possible?”

He continued to read the investigation results that followed, growing increasingly alarmed: “Suicide?”

“Seduced by the Yuhua Sect?”

“Soul scattered…”

Zhang Yu’s mind replayed the last night he saw Dao Qiankun, and the other party’s words seemed to echo in his ears.

“If you encounter danger you can’t solve, then run.”

“Preserve your useful body; don’t easily sacrifice your life.”

“You can also escape behind me; I will do my best to protect you.”

Zhang Yu took a deep breath. “How could Brother Dao commit suicide? And how could he join the Yuhua Sect?”

He didn’t believe the investigation results, only feeling that there were layers of hidden darkness, and he couldn’t tell how deep the water was.

Especially recalling the disagreements between Dao Qiankun and the Nascent Soul cultivators, an unsettling guess arose in Zhang Yu’s mind: “Could it be the Nascent Soul cultivators’ doing? The Nascent Soul cultivators of the Four Wanfa Schools… killed Brother Dao because of their disagreements with him?”

Just then, Fuki’s voice rang in Zhang Yu’s mind: “I don’t think it necessarily was the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Four Wanfa Schools.”

“Fuki?” Zhang Yu was surprised. “Why are you awake?”

Due to the intense attention on the Top Ten League and the gaze of many Nascent Soul Divine Monarchs, Fuki had largely remained in a dormant state since coming to the arena, to avoid any complications.

Hearing Zhang Yu’s words, Fuki replied, “Your emotions were too agitated; you woke me up a while ago.”

“Let’s get back to Dao Qiankun.”

“Even if the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Four Wanfa Schools couldn’t come to an agreement with him, Dao Qiankun would still be an important bargaining chip. Whether it was to negotiate with Jingang, Xianbing, and Tianjian, or with the Four Tianmo Schools, Dao Qiankun, with his chance to win the championship, was very important.”

“Then who did it?” Zhang Yu said, “It can’t really be that he was seduced by the Yuhua Sect and committed suicide, can it?”

Fuki sighed, “I don’t know who did it, but to be able to do this outside the Top Ten League arena, under numerous restrictions and the eyes of Nascent Soul cultivators, this person’s strength is absolutely extraordinary.”

With the news of Dao Qiankun’s death announced, Zhang Yu soon found that the spiritual realm was also in an uproar.

Aside from various strange theories and speculations, the most discussed topic afterward was Kuang Tianqing winning the Top Ten League championship.

Apparently, in many people’s eyes, after Dao Qiankun’s fall, Kuang Tianqing was already invincible in the entire competition. Winning the Top Ten League championship and getting to choose an immortal sect cultivation technique was considered a foregone conclusion.

Because of this, Tianmo University was considered a university that would definitely be influenced by immortal cultivation technology in the future, full of imagination and appreciation potential. Stocks and currency values soared across the board for a time.

And the schools allied with Tianmo University—Huanhuan, Youming, and Baigu—also saw their own growth.

Wanfa University, having lost Dao Qiankun, saw its related stock prices plummet, bringing down Xianbing, Jingang, and Tianjian with it.

Just as public opinion outside grew more fervent, as if whipping up a raging storm.

Inside the Wanfa University驻地, a funeral was being held.

Zhang Yu quietly watched Dao Qiankun, who was sitting cross-legged on the stage. He closed his eyes and smiled, looking so rosy-faced that he didn’t resemble a dead person.

At the same time, a message from Ye Xingli appeared in his eye-sockets.

Ye Xingli: I heard no wounds were found on Brother Dao’s body.

Ye Xingli: There were no traces of a struggle at the scene either.

Ye Xingli: It’s said his physical body died naturally.

Zhang Yu: What about the spiritual realm? Didn’t a righteous god collect Brother Dao’s soul?

Ye Xingli: I don’t know, but if they had, Brother Dao should have been resurrected by now.

Just then, a representative of Dao Qiankun’s family came forward on stage to deliver a speech, recounting Dao Qiankun’s excellent achievements, outstanding work history, and superb immortal cultivation potential…

Next, the head of the Daoist Arts Department took the stage to speak, followed by Jiu Tianliu, who spoke as a student representative.

Brother Dao’s various awards, cultivation achievements, and excellent physical data were all projected, showcasing his outstanding and extraordinary qualities from all aspects.

And as the speeches and displays concluded, the main part of the funeral began.

“Next, we begin with the first auctioned part, the right arm.”

“Starting bid is 30 spirit coins, with each bid increment no less than 10 spirit coins.”

Yan Qianji raised his hand and said, “50 spirit coins!”

Jiu Tianliu said, “60 spirit coins.”

Watching the attendees of the funeral, each like a hungry tiger, with burning gazes, staring at Dao Qiankun’s corpse and starting to bid, Zhang Yu felt as if he was watching a pack of hyenas tearing at the carcass of a lion.

He thought to himself, “Is this what a rich person’s funeral in Kunxu is like?”

Unlike ordinary people who have memorial recruitment meetings in the spiritual realm after death.

Wealthy individuals, especially famous ones like Dao Qiankun, often had their corpses command a high premium after death. They would be traded at memorial auctions, with the proceeds distributed to the family and sect to recoup some of the losses from the death.

And the higher the auction price at the meeting, the more “face” the deceased had.

“After all, for the rich, a corpse is like an outfit,” Zhang Yu thought to himself. “Though I can’t stand it, for people in Kunxu, it’s probably similar to selling off a celebrity’s personal belongings after their death?”

Just as the bidding grew more intense, a loud female voice cut through, dominating the entire hall.

“I bid 500 spirit coins.”

Zhang Yu suddenly looked up to see Kuang Tianqing, who had appeared at the funeral at some point. She stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall, her gaze calmly fixed on Dao Qiankun on the stage.

Meeting the gazes of the crowd, Kuang Tianqing grinned, saying with a defiant air, “I’m taking his body today. Please don’t fight me for it, alright?”

Li Shiwei suddenly stood up and angrily denounced, “Kuang Tianqing! You killed Brother Dao! You didn’t dare to compete with him head-on in the arena! You ambushed Brother Dao, and now you want to insult his corpse?!”

She angrily continued, “You think you can take it all for that price? I won’t allow you to insult Brother Dao like this!”