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

Chapter 542 Choose Your Own Immortal Cultivation Technique (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Outside the spirit realm stadium of the Top Ten Leagues.

Zhang Pianpian looked at the student from Tianmo University in front of her and slowly said, "Finally... we meet."

The other party chuckled and said, "I can sense that you have a unique scent. After I devour you, I can get closer to the God Emperor."

Zhang Pianpian said calmly, "You and I are just one of countless competitors, not to mention that perhaps no one can make it to the end on this path."

The other person shook their head: "If you have so little confidence, why did you dare to come to me?"

In a short while, the two sides' thoughts clashed back and forth in the spirit world, and in the blink of an eye, they fought over a thousand rounds.

Looking at the other person trembling like a leaf, Zhang Pianpian sighed, "It's not that I lack confidence, it's just that I foresaw that I had taken a step forward on this dead end, and that's why I feel sad."

Not long after, the bodies of the students from Tianmo University were discovered, causing another uproar.

……

Before the fencing competition.

Bai Zhenzhen looked at the various messages coming through her eyes and felt an overwhelming sense of anxiety.

"Wanfa University City was attacked by the Demonic Cult?"

"Zhang Yu has disconnected?"

"Is he okay?"

"Damn evil cult..."

"What if Zhang Yu joins the Unemployed Cult... and becomes a useless, unemployed person?"

Bai Zhenzhen felt a chill run down her spine when she thought of this scene, and a strong sense of fear welled up in her heart.

“It’s okay. Even if Zhang Yu doesn’t work, I can support him in the future.”

But Bai Zhenzhen knew things weren't that simple.

Not working means a serious reduction in one's potential for immortality; as a result, one will be unable to obtain loans, rent housing, or have their spiritual realm accounts restricted.

Gradually, they are insulted by classmates, despised by teachers, and abandoned by the whole society, becoming the lowest level of society, a wandering cultivator in the immortal world... This is the norm, and it will bring about a serious decline in their Dao heart.

Moreover, once you are out of work for a long time, your resume will be full of blanks, making it difficult to find a job later. It's like falling into an abyss, with no chance of ever getting back up.

Insufficient cultivation in the immortal path will seriously affect one's lifespan and strength. In the future, one might become like a junior officer, unable to even withstand the sword energy that one accidentally leaks out.

The thought that she might accidentally kill Zhang Yu in the future made Bai Zhenzhen's emotions even more agitated.

She wanted to contact Zhang Yu immediately, but instead heard the voice of the Seven Emotions God.

The Seven Emotions God: "Let's finish the sword fight first."

Suppressing her anger, Bai Zhenzhen said, "What are we doing worrying about this now? What if Zhang Yu gets involved with the demonic sect and can't work anymore?"

The Seven Emotions God said, "He is in the University City of Ten Thousand Laws, so naturally he has his teachers protecting him. If he can still be bewitched by the Demonic Sect, it means he is nothing special."

Bai Zhenzhen struggled to suppress the turbulent emotions within her and slowly said, "Do you know what? Right now, it feels like there are a hundred thousand volcanoes about to erupt inside me. I'm angry, nervous, scared... I'm really going crazy!"

The Seven Emotions God: "Keep it like this."

Bai Zhenzhen: "Damn it! If this keeps up, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist killing the other side again!"

The Seven Emotions God chuckled and said, "It's not like anyone doesn't want to."

In the sky, streaks of crimson sword light ripped through the air like lightning.

The Seven Emotions God said, "We've fought this far, so kill if you want."

"I've wanted to go on a killing spree for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen felt a chill run down her spine, followed by a sense of helplessness, and then her emotions became increasingly turbulent.

"Damn it...this guy usually pretends to be normal, but she's actually the craziest one!"

A moment later, Bai Zhenzhen, full of anger, stepped onto the arena to compete for the top eight spots in the sword fight.

Her figure shot into the sky like a crimson comet, heading straight for the students of White Bone University.

Amidst the crackling and popping sounds, no matter what sword moves the opponent used, they were all directly shattered by Bai Zhenzhen's surging sword energy.

What terrified the opponent even more was that Bai Zhenzhen's sword energy was growing more and more rapidly, surging as if there was no end in sight.

At the same time, every sword strike that hit Bai Zhenzhen was weaker with each attack, as if Bai Zhenzhen was adapting to the opponent's offensive at an incredible speed.

After a series of fierce battles fought while retreating, a loud explosion erupted in the sky, and the disciple from White Bone University fell to the ground.

Crimson sword energy appeared out of thin air, like dragons with their own consciousness, chasing after the falling student.

The next moment, accompanied by another earth-shattering roar, the student was protected by someone.

"The outcome is already decided, so let's not..."

Before the person who stepped in to protect them could finish speaking, the Seven Emotions God Lord let out a long laugh: "You were the ones who interfered first."

A lightning-fast sword light instantly filled the sky, accompanied by a scream, as white lotuses bloomed out of thin air, blocking the Seven Emotions God's attack.

"Seven Emotions, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

The campus of Wanfa University.

Dao Qiankun watched the sword light and white lotus intertwining in the distant sky and thought to himself, "The intensity of the battle has escalated again."

At the same time, he sensed the half-golden core phantom within his body, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

In the battle for first place in the martial arts competition against Kuang Tianqing from Tianmo University, he was ultimately eliminated because he was unable to suppress the blooming of his golden core and completely entered the Golden Core realm.

Fortunately, he broke through to the Golden Core stage during a competition, which was considered a work-related injury. After he immediately relinquished his Golden Core and fell back to the Foundation Establishment stage, no one held him accountable for breaking through without proper authorization.

But looking at the remaining half of the golden core phantom within his body, Dao Qiankun also felt the gap between himself and Kuang Tianqing.

"Even with my full strength, I still couldn't completely dissolve the Golden Core in one go. Instead, it left behind a nascent core. With just a little more stimulation, I might lose control of my inner strength and break through to the Golden Core stage again."

He recalled his battles with Kuang Tianqing, during which he repeatedly shattered his Golden Core, leaving behind a thicker and thicker illusory core each time. After ten such encounters, he could no longer withstand the pressure and finally broke through to the Golden Core stage.

In contrast, Kuang Tianqing was able to completely shatter his own golden core each time, revealing even greater strength.

Dao Qiankun thought to himself, "After shattering the Golden Core more than ten times, I can no longer suppress the breakthrough in my cultivation level... How am I any different from those ancient people who couldn't suppress their cultivation and had to break through in battle? I don't look like the strongest student of Wanfa University at all."

Dao Qiankun made up his mind that after returning this time, he would conduct Golden Core Inch Stop training once a day, shattering the Golden Core at the last moment before breaking through to the Golden Core realm, in order to further enhance his combat power in this aspect.

"Kuang Tianqing, I will never lose to you again next year."

However, looking at the direction where the battle between the Seven Emotions God and the White Lotus God was still escalating, Dao Qiankun thought to himself, "Next year's Top Ten Leagues will probably be even more intense, right?"

……

On the other side of the campus of Wanfa University.

Jiutian Liu from the Department of Finance is observing the operation of the fortune model through Fahai.

Looking at the data changes of countless students, Jiutianliu sighed inwardly, "Indeed, the winds are rising and the clouds are surging, and dragons and snakes are emerging from the land."

"As the saying goes, times create heroes. Changes in the times will bring forth countless people with great potential, who will then engage in various competitions."

The players who had died in the top ten leagues over the past few days, as well as the various losses and casualties at Wanfa University City, flashed through Jiutianliu's mind.

"Many people may die, but those who survive will gain more nourishment and become stronger."

Looking in the direction where the Seven Emotions God and the White Lotus God were fighting, Jiu Tianliu thought to himself, "But the higher-ups will not allow unlimited fighting to take place in the university after all."

"Are they about to make their move?"

Over the next few days, the struggle between the Nascent Soul cultivators gradually subsided.

It's unclear when it started, but one after another, the Nascent Soul cultivators left the scene.

Subsequently, stock and currency prices stabilized again, and the financial crisis gradually subsided.

With the cessation of hostilities, the spiritual veins were reopened and put into operation, rents gradually fell, and a geological disaster gradually subsided.

Spirit coins appeared in large quantities in the bank, spreading like water of salvation to all places.

Projects across the country resumed operation, many struggling companies stabilized with the support of Spirit Coins, and the wave of unemployment gradually subsided.

At the same time, a large number of righteous gods descended from the sky to support the management of various places, and all kinds of cultists were brutally killed as soon as they showed their faces.

In Jiutianliu's eyes, it was as if an invisible hand descended from the sky, instantly smoothing over everything, forcibly ending the conflict between the ten major powers, and ending this economic crisis.

However, Jiutianliu could sense that although the economic crisis had been forcibly suppressed, the conflicts among the top ten had been laid bare. The powder keg, which was halfway to explode, was now accumulating even more terrifying pressure after being forcibly suppressed.

"But no matter what, as long as the higher-ups still want to control things, even if the lower-ups want to fight, they can only compete at the designated time, in the designated place, and in the designated manner."

"Therefore, the university war is unlikely to break out in full force, and the top ten universities are unlikely to actually get involved."

Jiutianliu believes in the financial system's judgment on this matter.

……

Return to the spaceship of Wanfa University.

Yan Qianji from the Weapon Forging Department asked in surprise, "Is the next Top Ten League going to be restructured again?"

Ye Xingli, who was standing to the side, was also looking at the documents in the eye, and was slightly startled: "Is this a plan to use the Top Ten Leagues to resolve the disputes between universities? The competition will determine the distribution of more benefits between universities."

"and……"

Yan Qianji couldn't help but lick his lips: "The immortal cultivation technique we received is no longer a designated technique? Instead, it's an open Daoist canon catalog, allowing the winner to choose an immortal cultivation technique?"

Ye Xingli couldn't help but feel her heart surge with emotion upon seeing this.

She thought to herself, "In this year's Top Ten League, the various universities have already had serious conflicts, to the point of tearing off all pretenses. In the next year, they may be vying for the Immortal Sect's cultivation techniques."

"Now... the reward for choosing a cultivation technique from a different immortal sect is too great. Even Nascent Soul cultivators would be tempted and would support their students to compete for it. The competition might even extend beyond the arena."

Ye Xingli seemed to have foreseen that countless open and covert struggles would unfold both on and off the field in the coming year.

The self-selected immortal cultivation techniques were like bait, attracting countless teachers and students from the top ten universities to flock to them.

(End of this chapter)