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

Chapter 367 Money Makes the Hearts
After obtaining Bai Zhenzhen's divine spiritual root, Zhang Yu spent a great deal of time circulating the level 20 cultivation technique to nourish the divine spiritual root in his dantian.

As he nourished his divine root, his body was also continuously strengthened by it.

This enhancement stems from Bai Zhenzhen's cultivation; it is the enhancement made by the divine root after a long period of adaptation within Bai Zhenzhen's body.

As this enhancement spread throughout Zhang Yu's body, he felt that his reaction speed, thinking speed, mana circulation speed, and qi mobilization speed had all been improved.

But Zhang Yu knew in his heart: "The divine root has been in my body for too short a time, so the improvement is too little."

"If I want to truly achieve a great improvement through the divine root, I still need to copy the Dao seed so that I can use the Azure Lotus Sword Embryo for a long time after Ah Zhen leaves."

Back in high school, although Zhang Yu knew how powerful true spiritual roots were, he never really had any thoughts about them.

Zhang Yu knew that this spiritual root ultimately belonged to Bai Zhenzhen, and that after he established his foundation, he would eventually have to focus on his own spiritual root.

Especially after Bai Zhenzhen was accepted as a disciple by the Seven Emotions God, Zhang Yu had no further thoughts about it.

Even now, on the one hand, he has activated the Dao Seed Manual, which allows him to replicate Bai Zhenzhen's Azure Lotus Sword Embryo.

On the other hand, this divine root was indeed incredibly useful, as it could suppress his Qi Sea spiritual root and then take its place.

So Zhang Yu made up his mind.

"We must hurry and successfully replicate the Dao Seed before Azhen leaves Wanfa University."

"Otherwise, who knows how long we'll have to wait to see Ah-Zhen again next time."

To achieve this, Zhang Yu himself needed to circulate his level 20 cultivation technique for 300 hours to nourish his divine spiritual root.

The most important thing is to return the divine root to Bai Zhenzhen safely and secretly every time.

"We must not let anyone find out."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu intensified his movements, completely stuffing the True Spirit Root into Bai Zhenzhen's dantian.

"Hmm..." Bai Zhenzhen couldn't help but close her eyes, a long, drawn-out sound coming from her nose.

At that moment, she felt a tingling sensation from head to toe.

That was the enhancement made by the divine root after it adapted to Zhang Yu's body, and now these enhancements are gradually being fed back to her.

Her physical strength, endurance, bone density, and even her overall physical resistance are gradually increasing at an extremely slow rate.

However, the divine root did not remain in Zhang Yu's body for long, and the stimulation it brought to Bai Zhenzhen was far less intense than when it was inside Zhang Yu's body.

A moment later, Bai Zhenzhen let out a breath. Although she was still a little uncomfortable, she felt that it no longer affected her movements.

Zhang Yu said, "Hurry back, Zhen, don't let anyone find out."

Bai Zhenzhen nodded: "Then I'll be going now."

Bai Zhenzhen's figure flashed and disappeared completely from Zhang Yu's sight.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "With the blessing of the divine spiritual root, Ah Zhen's stealth ability is becoming more and more terrifying."

However, after obtaining the divine root, Zhang Yu was busy nourishing it and did not delve into this hidden ability.

He thought to himself, "The most urgent task is to replicate the Dao Seed. As for the various abilities of the Divine Spirit Root, there will be plenty of opportunities to study them later."

Just as Zhang Yu was sneaking away from the 66th floor, Fu Ji reminded him, "Zhang Yu, find some time to perform a ritual for Bai Zhenzhen."

"Enhance her potential, and incidentally, also place new surveillance and counter-surveillance rituals on her."

Zhang Yu nodded and said okay.

……

Outside the guest rooms of the Tianjian team.

A young man frowned, a look of confusion in his eyes: "Where did Bai Zhenzhen go?"

The young man's name was Wen Wuyai. He was a key member of the team sent by Tianjian University and came from the 10th floor of Kunxu.

He had just come to find Bai Zhenzhen to go to the competition venue together, only to find that she wasn't in the room at all.

He then tried to contact the other party, but only received the response that the other party was "coming soon".

Wen Wuyai tried to send a communication request to the other party, but was rejected time and time again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Does Bai Zhenzhen still not trust me?"

Wen Wuyai recalled the first time he met Bai Zhenzhen a year and a half ago. The divine spiritual root in her body and her identity as a disciple of the Divine Transformation Lord deeply attracted him, as did the divine spiritual root in his dantian.

He immediately wanted to spend a lot of money to have a dual cultivation session with this girl who possessed the divine spiritual root.

Just as Wen Wuyai was about to forward 30 spirit coins first, and then forward 1 spirit coin for every sentence he said... the Seven Emotions God stopped him.

The Divine Lord and Wen Wuyai made a pact that he must not rely on spending money to forge a deep bond with Bai Zhenzhen in order to obtain the opportunity for dual cultivation.

"Formed a deep bond?"

"But without spending money, how can you cultivate feelings?"

Wen Wuyai found the conditions set by the Seven Emotions God incomprehensible.

In his view, money breeds affection, and the more money you spend, the better the relationship becomes.

"Hasn't the Extreme Passion Sword Path always relied on spending money to cultivate feelings?"

"You think you can develop feelings without spending money? Are you asking me to return the transfer and take back the gift?" "Isn't this fraud?"

In Wen Wuyai's view, a master who is unwilling to invest money in his disciples is not a good master, and a disciple who is unwilling to earn money for his master is not a good disciple.

As for families, it goes without saying that family groups with deep bonds are formed from the moment each descendant is born, and through debt relationships, they form deep emotional bonds that can influence a person's entire life.

"Relationships are like money, and you want me to not spend money..."

Unable to understand, Wen Wuyai consulted ancient books and materials about the poor under the guidance of the Seven Emotions God, and thus learned a great deal about related matters.

"In the past, Kunxu's immortal cultivation techniques were not advanced, its economy was not prosperous, and its currency circulation was insufficient. Therefore, many people at that time used many inexpensive methods to strengthen their bonds in order to maintain their groups..."

"And even now, many poor people still use outdated methods to maintain their relationships because they lack funds."

Looking at it, Wen Wuyai sighed inwardly: "Kunxu used to be barbaric and backward, lacking financial means and trust between people, so there were guys everywhere who wanted to get things done without spending money, which led to rampant fraud."

"The poor people nowadays don't think about making money properly, and they're still using this kind of scam."

Although he didn't know why the Seven Emotions God wanted him to do this, Wen Wuyai still tried to improve his relationship with Bai Zhenzhen without spending money, based on the information in the ancient books.

For example, greeting the other person every day, asking what they ate.

Or it could mean spending the same amount of time within a fixed space.

There were also compliments about the other person's various special talents, and Wen Wuyai's summary of Bai Zhenzhen's special talents was that she had a very developed spiritual root, her teacher was very wealthy, her hair was very valuable, and her loan amount was very high...

There are also many talking points, tactics, and scams learned from materials...

But after a year and a half of continuous efforts, Wen Wuyai found that he had not yet succeeded.

After all, Bai Zhenzhen's replies to his messages were usually no more than five words each time. She had never transferred money to him, never spent money on him, and never got within two meters of him... No matter how you looked at it, there was no affection that could be developed between them.

"As expected, how could these outdated, poor man's methods possibly succeed on a Nascent Soul disciple like Bai Zhenzhen?"

Just as Wen Wuyai was sighing inwardly, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him—it was Bai Zhenzhen.

"Zhenzhen, you're back?"

Wen Wuyai cleared his mind of distractions, a perfect smile appearing on his face. He greeted Bai Zhenzhen as usual, "Where have you been? I couldn't find you anywhere, I was so worried."

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Wen Wuyai in front of her, but only felt a chill run down her spine.

She sensed something similar to that of President Wang Yin in him—a feeling that he wasn't human.

The inhuman feeling emanating from the other person was even stronger than that from Wang Yin.

Every time the other party showed her affection, Bai Zhenzhen felt awkward all over.

However, there is one difference between the other party and Wang Yin...

"This guy hasn't even transferred a single spirit coin so far."

"Rubbish."

Hearing Wen Wuyai's concerned question, Bai Zhenzhen casually replied, "Just taking a stroll to warm up."

Suddenly, Bai Zhenzhen frowned and instinctively covered her lower abdomen with her right hand.

The sudden, uncomfortable throbbing of her divine root had affected her dantian and meridians, causing her to feel a sharp pain.

Seeing Bai Zhenzhen's actions, Wen Wuyai asked with concern, "Zhenzhen, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Bai Zhenzhen clutched her stomach and said, "It's nothing, I just bumped into something while warming up."

Wen Wuyai asked, "Do you want me to get you some painkillers?"

Bai Zhenzhen waved her hand: "No need, it'll be ready in a bit."

"Let's go, the game is about to start."

……

On the construction site of the 667th floor.

Yu Xinghan discovered that Zhang Yu had returned without her noticing.

Seeing Zhang Yu's refreshed and energetic appearance after returning the divine root, Yu Xinghan felt a sense of familiarity.

The next moment, a smile appeared on his lips: "I see, you went to relax, didn't you?"

Just then, the first match of the Flying Sword Tournament officially began, immediately attracting the attention of countless people, including Yu Xinghan.

Yu Xinghan, Ying Xin, and Zhang Yu were working overtime at the construction site while watching the live stream on Fahai.

The first match was not held in Wanfa University City, but was arranged tens of thousands of meters in the air.

The contestants from each team stood atop a cloud platform floating in the gale, and were required to use their swords to hit a target eighty kilometers away.

Yingxin exclaimed, "A flying sword that can hit a target 80 kilometers away—none of the participants in this competition are poor."

Zhang Yu knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect had deployed 84,000 Sky-Patrolling Flying Swords on the second floor, creating a spiritual network that could cover the entire second floor of Kunxu. This was the only way to remotely control the flying swords for long-range strikes.

"But how do the other sects do it?"

(End of this chapter)