As He Dayou’s strength erupted, Zhang Yu smiled calmly, understanding dawning in his heart.

He mused inwardly, “The martial arts team is truly formidable, their progress these past days is astounding.

“This He Dayou’s physical fortitude is even slightly greater than mine, but…”

Zhang Yu had chosen to compete in strength precisely to test the fruits of his recent cultivation.

At this moment, as Zhang Yu’s muscles throughout his body suddenly exerted force, his body seemed to twist into a resilient rope.

Muscles squeezed and leveraged against each other, ultimately coalescing into a terrifying burst of power, transmitted from his entire body to his hands.

Bolstered by the tenth level of the Crimson Marrow Primal Qi, and relying on Zhang Yu’s exceptional control over his entire musculature, the physical power he instantly unleashed far exceeded that of an opponent with similar physical fortitude.

There was a resounding “Boom!”

He Dayou felt an irresistible force crash into him, sending him flying. He landed heavily on the ground with a “thud.”

That familiar dizzying sensation, the hard, cold ground, waves of pain emanating from every part of his body.

He Dayou scrambled to his feet, a bewildered expression on his face.

This feeling was so familiar.

Had he been defeated in an instant, once again? Just like his previous clash with Zhang Yu, after a significant increase in physical strength, he had fallen again.

He abruptly looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Zhang Yu, his mind still filled with confusion: “How can his strength be so much greater than mine? Could his physical fortitude have already surpassed mine?”

Not far away, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing also turned their gazes, watching the sent-flying He Dayou, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Qian Shen commented, “Zhang Yu’s improvement is even greater than He Dayou’s?”

Zhao Tianxing wondered inwardly, “How is this possible? How much physical fortitude has Zhang Yu improved in such a short time? It’s even more impressive than the special training program?”

That day, after school, He Dayou went to the martial arts team’s practice field and told Lan Ling what had happened that day.

Lan Ling frowned and said, “His physical fortitude cannot be greater than yours!”

“The reason he was able to defeat you must be because his power exertion techniques are superior to yours, and you…”

Lan Ling glanced at He Dayou, casually lifted him and gave him a shake. He Dayou felt as if he had lost control of all the muscles in his body.

Lan Ling put him down and said calmly, “Your control over your muscles, especially the transplanted muscles, is too poor. You simply failed to unleash your true power!”

“Continue with the next surgery and training. Once you transplant more muscle fibers and can unleash more of the transplanted muscles’ power, you will no longer lose to Zhang Yu!”

At the same time, after school.

Zhang Yu circulated his Crimson Marrow Primal Qi as he walked towards his rented apartment.

However, the moment he opened the door, he was slightly taken aback by the rag doll on his bed.

“The Evil God?”

It was a tattered doll, its eyes made of two buttons, like two dark holes, staring intently at Zhang Yu as he opened the door. Who else could it be but the Evil God he had made a wish to before?

Just as Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, the rag doll spoke, “My good servant, kneel before me, that is my wish!”

Accompanied by the cacophony of the ritual in his mind, Zhang Yu could only kneel halfway on the ground with a “thump.”

The doll on the bed laughed heartily, “Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!”

“In just two or three months, the idle piece I casually laid down has actually grown so much!”

“If I hadn’t heard the news that you, a Songyang High School student, had won first place in the martial arts competition, I probably wouldn’t have thought you brat could improve so quickly…”

Speaking of which, the gloom in her heart dissipated a lot.

The reason she had returned to Zhang Yu was partly because of the results Zhang Yu had shown, and partly because… she realized she couldn’t go back.

Thinking back to when she was once a top Evil God, having achieved both wealth and cultivation freedom, she had to “go back to sea” after a failed investment after retirement.

, and return to the front-line job again.

But she didn’t care at first, since the peak couldn’t be retained, she would just retrace the path she had taken.

With her many years of business ability in the fraud industry, she thought it would be a supreme Evil God city trip, a wonderful story of a max-level account rectifying the workplace.

Who would have thought that the anti-fraud methods of the major sects would be changing with each passing day, causing her, the treasure of the Evil God world, to suffer heavy losses, and coupled with being betrayed, she was now even stranded on the first floor of Kunxu, her power plummeting to the bottom, unable to recover.

“Damn it… if I get caught and repatriated, I’m done… who the hell betrayed me?”

“The power is being consumed so quickly, I feel like my intelligence is going to decrease again, if this continues… I’m really going to become an idiotic toy!”

So, at this moment, she found Zhang Yu again, wanting to use this promising stock to rise again.

“Even as a poor wretch, he was able to win first place in the martial arts competition, I must have unlocked his incredible potential!”

“Hehe… I originally thought it was a money-losing business, but it turned out to be a bottom-fishing of a rising stock!”

Thinking that Zhang Yu still owed her a wish, the doll became more and more excited.

But in the next moment, she suddenly froze slightly. Zhang Yu, who should have been kneeling on the ground after she made her wish… was actually slowly standing up? “What are you doing?”

“Are you crazy? Kneel down quickly, or do you want to die from the backlash of the ritual?”

Zhang Yu quietly felt the changes in the ritual power within his body.

After the other party made the wish for him to kneel, as he knelt halfway, the coldness from the ritual also dissipated.

But just a few seconds after he knelt halfway, the idiotic ritual started wailing again.

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, and then realized: “Is this urging me to cultivate?”

“But the other wish is to kneel?”

“Is this a conflicting wish?”

Zhang Yu became curious: “So… in this situation, which wish will take precedence?”
He attempted to stand, and immediately, a ritualistic voice boomed, urging him to kneel.

Zhang Yu could feel the ritual’s power splitting into two distinct currents. One pushed him towards cultivation, while the other demanded immediate submission on his knees.

“As expected, a contradiction!”

Yet, when he channeled the Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi and entered a meditative state, all the incessant clamoring abruptly ceased.

“But ultimately, the priority of cultivation outweighs kneeling. Is it because… of the order in which the wishes were made?”

Seeing Zhang Yu stand, the rag doll initially assumed he was mad, courting death.

However, observing his calm demeanor, she swiftly realized something was amiss.

Unlike the rag doll, Zhang Yu had been immersed in the ritual’s influence day and night, receiving its undivided attention for the past two months.

Though the rag doll remembered granting him two wishes, she hadn’t immediately grasped how the ritual’s power had woven a comprehensive plan into every moment of Zhang Yu’s life – acing college entrance exams, joining a prestigious sect, diligently working to buy the antiques in his shopping cart… all part of fulfilling those desires.

Still… while she didn’t instantly comprehend the details or the conflict arising between these details and the “kneeling” wish, she reacted immediately upon sensing something was wrong and uttered her next desire.

“I command you not to harm me!”

But the instant the rag doll spoke those words, a roaring sound echoed through the air, and a massive hand, wreathed in layers of white qi, seized the doll in its grasp.

The doll cried out in anger, “I command you! Release me at once!”

Zhang Yu’s grip loosened slightly, but the next moment, an even more tumultuous surge of qi enveloped the doll, squeezing it like a training tool.

Zhang Yu, sensing the fluctuations of coldness within him, mused, “Indeed, when wishes clash, the key lies in their order?”

“Studying, cultivating, acing the exams, entering the grand sect… the plan initiated by this series of wishes, due to its sequence, takes precedence over subsequent desires!”

“Which means, as long as I maintain the state of cultivating and learning, then any subsequent wishes that contradict this state can be temporarily suppressed…”

At that moment, Zhang Yu was using the tattered rag doll as a prop to practice the Formless Cloud Qi.

In this situation… he noticed the ritual wasn’t urging him to kneel or release the rag doll.

Realizing this, Zhang Yu gazed at the doll, who was about to speak, and stated flatly, “Silence!”

The Formless Cloud Qi pulsed, gently pressing against the rag doll’s surface, as if poised to tear it to shreds at any moment.

Simultaneously, Zhang Yu’s voice continued, “You said… do not harm *you*!”

As the Formless Cloud Qi rubbed against it, the rag doll felt the pressure on its body intensify, seemingly on the verge of causing actual harm and attacking it.

“So, in other words, if I destroy this rag doll, I will harm you, correct?”

Sensing the killing intent and battle lust within Zhang Yu’s gaze, yet observing his utter calm, the rag doll’s heart sank. “Damn… How is his reaction so quick? No, is my intelligence level declining again?”

The rag doll hurriedly warned, “Zhang Yu, if you truly harm me now, you will inevitably be devoured by the ritual!”

“You should be able to sense it, right? The ritual’s power is already monitoring you!”

Zhang Yu remained silent, but the previous attempt had revealed that any intent to harm the rag doll immediately triggered the ritual’s incessant clamoring once more.

Zhang Yu pondered, “The rule against harming the Evil God seems to have an even higher priority than the wishes!”

But he understood that he mustn’t show weakness at this moment. He immediately channeled the Heavenly Martial Tempering Heart Sutra with all his might, unleashing waves of desperately fighting aura.

One must always present an attitude of tearing down the roof in order to gain the chance to ask for a window.

Thus, Zhang Yu continued, “Then we’ll just perish together. Otherwise, what’s the point of living if I’m to be your servant for the rest of my life?”

Sensing the indomitable aura emanating from Zhang Yu under the influence of the level 10 Heavenly Martial Tempering Heart Sutra, the doll’s heart sank further.

In his eyes, she truly sensed a spirit of fighting to the death.