What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?.

Chapter 298 Get on the bus quickly! The bus door is almost welded shut (Seeking monthly votes)
"Why the hell is the weapon crafting department reducing its recruitment?"

Zhang Yu never expected that after entering university, he would encounter a situation similar to that of his high school martial arts teacher, Lei Jun.

However, Lei Jun encountered a reduction in enrollment for Foundation Establishment qualification certificates, while he encountered a reduction in enrollment for postgraduate students.

After some time, Zhang Yu found that he could not find the reason for the reduction in summons on the Spirit World Network.

However, after school that day, while he was taking his medicine in the dormitory, Zhang Pianpian listened to his questions and provided some answers.

Zhang Pianpian then said, "It is said that several master weapon refiners at the Nascent Soul stage led a protest, arguing that the weapon refinement departments of various universities currently lack sufficient educational resources to match the number of students."

As Zhang Pianpian's fingertips gently traced the scroll, countless pieces of information appeared in her eyes.

She continued, "Secondly, they believe the current quality of students trained in weapon crafting is insufficient, and standards should be further raised..."

Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, "Damn it, is this how they weld the car doors shut as soon as they get in?"

Zhang Pianpian shook her head and said, "They're just offering superficial excuses."

"The real reason..."

Zhang Pianpian traced a rune on the talisman that Zhang Yu couldn't understand, and the next moment, a wealth of information from the depths of the spirit world flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Pianpian smiled faintly and said, "The real reason is probably that the top ten universities have joined forces to limit the number of weapon-refining students in all universities and consolidate their leading position."

"Zhang Yu, if you want to take the postgraduate entrance exam for the weapon crafting department now, it will probably be even more difficult."

Zhang Pianpian sighed: "I checked the admission standards for the past few years, and they have been increasing almost every year."

"If you want to switch majors, the requirements become higher, basically requiring a ranking in the top 50 of the entire department."

"If it's the Civil Engineering department, then a ranking in the top 20 of the entire department is even more required."

Zhang Yu exclaimed in surprise, "Such high requirements? That's outrageous!"

"Top 20 in the entire department? I'm ranked in the top 20 in the entire civil engineering department, regardless of grade level, and only then can I switch to weapon crafting? Who set this standard?"

Zhang Pianpian said calmly, "This is just the application standard for the transfer exam."

"According to the new standards, if you want to compete with other students, you will have to compete on bonus points."

"Those who have mastered immortal techniques such as weapon crafting, pill refining, medicine making, and array formation in advance can receive bonus points and be given priority in admission."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu frowned even more deeply. The skills that offered bonus points sounded incredibly expensive, one more expensive than the next. This wasn't screening for talent; it was clearly screening for students with money.

Zhang Pianpian continued, "Zhang Yu, if you still intend to pursue the path of weapon crafting, then you'll have to work even harder."

"After all, by the time it's your year, the admission requirements will probably be even higher."

Zhang Pianpian shook her head and sighed, "But there's nothing we can do about it; the current trend is to reduce enrollment in popular majors."

"It's not just the weapon crafting department; all three of Wanfa University's top departments are reducing their enrollment."

"The admission requirements for departments like finance have long since skyrocketed."

"After all, the dining table is only so big. If one more person goes up, the others will eat less."

"As time goes by, it will only get harder and harder to climb up Kunxu."

"Like the entry requirements of the ten major sects... they might stop recruiting in a few years."

Upon hearing about the changes in enrollment quotas for graduate students and the weapon-refining department, Zhang Yu frowned repeatedly but remained calm, focusing only on working harder in the future.

But upon hearing Zhang Pianpian's last words, his eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Sister... Senior! What did you say?"

"Will the top ten sects stop recruiting in a few years?"

At this moment, with his daily, uninterrupted study and practice, the ritual power that had not surfaced for a long time... Zhang Yu seemed to recall that familiar chill once again.

Zhang Yu, who had thought he could finally relax after getting into one of the top ten universities according to his desired path, became nervous again at this moment.

He still clearly remembers the path he took to realize his wish.

He got into university, joined a sect, and eventually used the sect's stipend to fulfill his dream of buying antiques...

"Damn it, if the top ten sects stop accepting students, won't I be unable to fulfill my ritual wish? And after I graduate... will I be killed by the backlash of the ritual?"

"Fuji! Did you hear me? Can't you stop this lousy ritual?"

Fuki smiled awkwardly: "Sigh, I didn't expect it to be so curly now."

Just as Zhang Yu's heart was filled with shock, Zhang Pianpian glanced at his change in expression with a strange look and replied calmly, "After coming up here, I found that many things are different from what we thought before. Since the establishment of the college entrance examination system and the university system, almost every year there are peerless geniuses who have climbed up and been recruited into the top ten sects from the top ten universities."

"Under this system, the number of people in the ten major sects is increasing every year, and peerless geniuses are emerging one after another."

"These geniuses are all exceptionally talented and gifted individuals."

"So many people are joining sects, striving to reach the pinnacle of immortality... Don't you think it's getting increasingly crowded at the top?"

"For the top ten sects, there may already be an overabundance of immortal cultivators." "And as the train gets more and more crowded, the standards for getting on board naturally need to be raised."

Zhang Pianpian sighed, "Based on the data I currently have, judging from the trends of the past few years, there may no longer be any mortals left in the top ten sects. The birth rate may have dropped to zero for quite some time now. None of the people who go up to work can keep their household registration; they still have to come down after working for a certain period of time..."

"I think... we'll reach that critical point in a few years."

"At that time, the ten major sects may no longer recruit disciples, and the sect cave heavens above the tenth level may no longer be opened to the lower levels."

"The world above and below the sect will become two completely different worlds."

Listening to what Zhang Pianpian said, Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, "Why did it have to happen at this time?"

"If I had been born twenty or forty years earlier, wouldn't it have been several levels easier to get into university or a sect?"

"It's already difficult enough, but they might even stop making it?"

Looking at Zhang Yu's ever-changing expression, Zhang Pianpian asked in confusion, "Zhang Yu, do you really want to join one of the top ten sects?"

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Do you think I still have a chance?"

Zhang Pianpian checked the data and said, "Last year, the sect recruited... 5 students for the weapon crafting department."

Zhang Yu's expression shifted upon hearing this: "Recruited by the Myriad Laws Sect?"

Zhang Pianpian shook her head: "The ten major sects recruited a total of 5 people from all the doctoral students in the weapon crafting departments of universities, 4 of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage and 1 at the Golden Core stage."

"If you want to join one of the top ten sects, you'll probably need to reach at least the doctoral level."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu felt a chill run down his spine.

Then he remembered the expanded enrollment of civil engineering graduate students and asked with a hint of anticipation, "What about the civil engineering department? Does the civil engineering department recruit a lot more students...?"

“None.” Zhang Pianpian said calmly, “Last year… none of the top ten sects recruited any disciples specializing in civil engineering.”

"It is now generally accepted that the top ten sects have probably stopped recruiting students majoring in civil engineering."

"I've taken a look. If you really want to join one of the top ten sects, the probability of joining the weapon crafting department is already quite high. The other departments are either lower than the weapon crafting department, or about the same..."

Zhang Yu asked, "Then... how many more years do you think the ten major sects have before they completely stop recruiting?"

"Five years? Ten years? Twenty years?" Zhang Pianpian shook her head and sighed, "It's hard to say. You know, for immortals, ten or thirty years might be about the same."

Zhang Yu then asked, "Have you ever thought about joining one of the top ten sects?"

Zhang Pianpian smiled faintly and said, "The Eight Righteous Gods are my destiny."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, "After entering university, I realized more and more... that we were ultimately born a little too late."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but clench his fists, thinking to himself, "This won't do, it's too dangerous to continue like this."

Seeing Zhang Yu's furrowed brows, Zhang Pianpian said, "If you really want to seize this last opportunity, you have to finish your credits ahead of time and then apply for graduation."

"But that means... you'll have to complete your training in a shorter time, then compete with those elites who have trained for ten years for a graduate degree, then complete your graduate studies in an even shorter time, and then compete for a doctoral degree..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Pianpian couldn't help but shake her head: "You should focus on what's in front of you first."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Graduating early?"

Zhang Pianpian reminded her again, "Remember, don't rush."

"Haste makes waste; don't lose your composure and expose yourself."

Zhang Yu nodded slightly upon hearing this, trying to calm himself down.

Since entering university, Zhang Yu has been thriving thanks to his solid foundation from the past. His cultivation, strength, grades, and rankings have all been steadily improving.

After joining the construction site not long ago, even my spirit coins have shown a clear upward trend.

He originally thought that he could just improve step by step, go through school and exams, and eventually join one of the ten major sects.

But he never expected that the situation in Kunxu would be far worse than he had imagined.

However, Zhang Yu had no power to influence the policies of the ten major sects. The only thing he could do now was to work and cultivate even harder in order to increase his chances of success by just a little bit.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu quickly considered: "To do this without revealing my special talent, I need to make more money."

Zhang Yu understood that the more money he earned, the faster he could improve, which also served as a good cover for his rapid advancement, concealing his extraordinary talent.

"Now that I have a job on a construction site, I don't have to worry about spending money and not making ends meet."

With this in mind, Zhang Yu had already made up his mind: "Then next... I'll spend money to improve my strength, which will serve as the basis for improving the efficiency of the construction site, and then earn more spirit coins to spend even more spirit coins to improve my strength..."

A moment later, various products and services flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes, and he began to select what he wanted to buy next.

　Asking for monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)