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

Chapter 591 Cooperation with Bei Wufeng

Seeing Bei Wufeng's twelve Taihao Sacred Law Flying Swords being pressed down by the mountains, Anzhen Zhenjun understood that the outcome of this battle was already decided.

At the same time, he was constantly comparing the differences between Zhang Yu and Bei Wufeng in his mind.

"In terms of overall strength, Bei Wufeng is definitely stronger."

"But Zhang Yu's reliance on his civil engineering skills to assist in the communication of flying swords actually allows him to play a more supportive role and gain an advantage for the entire team."

"Especially if there is enough time and space to set up a large formation and build defensive fortifications, it will be even more beneficial to the entire team."

Anzhen Zhenjun thought to himself, "In this Top Ten League, there is only one crucial ranking: the league's number one spot, the strongest position among the top ten."

The thought that the first-place winner could choose a celestial-level cultivation technique from the Daoist Canon catalog made even the deputy director of the Daoist Arts Department feel a little excited and filled with longing.

"A self-selected immortal-level cultivation technique is enough to change the future of a university, and even affect the changes in the situation of the top ten."

"Among the school team members, only Dao Qiankun, Jiutian Liu, and Yan Qianji have the strength to compete for first place."

In Anzhen Zhenjun's view, Dao Qiankun is the most likely candidate to compete for first place.

"The biggest use of the other members of the school team should be to help Dao Qiankun and the others win first place."

Thinking about his strategy for guiding the school team, Anzhen Zhenjun's gaze towards Zhang Yu couldn't help but carry a hint of affirmation.

"From this perspective, Zhang Yu can bring more team advantage, conserving strength for Dao Qiankun and his team during the team competition, establishing an advantage, and increasing Dao Qiankun's chances of winning first place..."

Various thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, but this did not prevent Anzhen Zhenjun from reacting quickly in the real world.

"Boys, you can stop now."

As his voice traveled through the spirit world to Zhang Yu and Bei Wufeng's ears, both sides, who had just been fiercely fighting with swords, withdrew their magical power.

With a deafening roar, the twelve flying swords, now freed from their restraints, pierced through layers of rocks and soared into the sky.

Anzhen Zhenjun continued, "The outcome of this battle is decided. Do either of you have any further objections?"

Zhang Yu naturally had no objections.

On the other side, Bei Wufeng opened his mouth, but in the end he sighed and looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Junior brother, congratulations."

Seeing the twelve Taihao Sacred Law flying swords leap to his front, Bei Wufeng stretched out his sword finger, gently brushed the blade, and sighed, "Talented people emerge in every generation... I never thought I would lose to you, junior, in a sword duel."

"Very well, with 12 swords added to 12, a total of 24 Taihao Sacred Law Flying Swords forming a sword formation, the power will naturally be even greater."

"I only hope that my twelve Taihao Sacred Law Flying Swords can help you in the Top Ten Leagues and help the school achieve even better results."

Zhang Yu politely said, "Senior, how about I pay a rental fee later..."

A sword's cry interrupted Zhang Yu's words, and Bei Wufeng shouted, "Junior brother, what do you take me for?"

"Although I didn't go all out in this battle, a loss is a loss, and a contract is a contract. Once you sign it, you have to keep your word."

"Am I, Bei Wufeng, someone who disrespects contracts?"

Bei Wufeng said with an arrogant expression, "Besides, it's all for the school's good results. As long as you can do your part in the Top Ten League and help Wanfa win first place in this competition, what's wrong with lending you my flying sword?"

Having said that, Bei Wufeng lightly tapped his sword finger, and a beam of sword light shot out from the Spirit Realm.

"This is the method of controlling my twelve Taihao Sacred Law Flying Swords. Remember it carefully so that you won't be at a loss when you need to use it."

After accepting the operation document sent by Bei Wufeng, Zhang Yu nodded and said solemnly, "Thank you very much, senior. I will read it carefully."

As the conversation between the two came to an end, Anzhen Zhenjun nodded slightly, thinking to himself that Bei Wufeng's vision saved him from having to put in any more effort.

Anzhen Zhenjun said, "Alright, since that's the case, Zhang Yu, you will take Bei Wufeng's place and participate in this year's Top Ten League."

After saying that, he sent a friend request to Zhang Yu.

"I will arrange for you to join the school team next."

"You have two months left. The school will arrange special training for you. I will discuss the specific plan with you in a couple of days."

"You can take these next two days to think about what you need most."

Upon hearing Anzhen Zhenjun's words, Zhang Yu felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

"Finally we've come this far."

"Over the past four years, I have climbed up step by step to get to where I am today... I have finally joined the school team."

"Looking back, who would have believed that I could transfer to the weapon crafting department, join the school team in my senior year, and prepare to participate in the Top Ten League?" Countless emotions and memories in his heart turned into determination in the next moment. Zhang Yu looked at Anzhen Zhenjun and said, "I will definitely do my best to achieve a good result in this year's Top Ten League."

Anzhen Zhenjun nodded slightly, but didn't say much. Zhang Yu's main task was to provide support and assistance. He just gave him some encouragement and then left to attend to other matters.

He was both the deputy director of the Taoist Arts Department and the instructor of the school team. He had too many things to do. While witnessing this sword fight, his mind wandered to the spirit world, where multiple avatars were busy with different things on the second to sixth floors of Kunxu.

As Anzhen Zhenjun departed, waves of spiritual energy rippled through the air. Zhang Yu could sense that the intent that had been watching the sword duel through the spiritual realm was also disappearing one by one.

But the next moment, as Zhang Yu moved, he saw Bei Wufeng standing in front of him at some point.

Looking at the expressionless senior in front of him and feeling the gloomy aura emanating from him, Zhang Yu's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Could it be... that my senior isn't actually as calm and collected as he seemed just now? Was he just saying a bunch of polite words because there were leaders watching?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu immediately became vigilant and became extremely alert.

But in the next moment, Bei Wufeng suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Yu and said, "Junior brother, there were too many teachers and leaders watching just now. Now there are no outsiders here, so I'm kneeling down for you."

Zhang Yu immediately dodged the other party's kneeling and said repeatedly, "Senior, you promised to lend me your flying sword."

Bei Wufeng said, "Junior brother, don't worry, I'm not going back on my word about borrowing the sword, but I want to discuss something else with you."

The moment Bei Wufeng lost the sword duel to Zhang Yu, he began to consider the various consequences of the matter.

"Most outsiders will not delve into the details of this battle."

Bei Wufeng thought to himself, "They don't care whether I have any tricks up my sleeve or whether I'm going all out. To outsiders... I just lost to Zhang Yu, who is less experienced than me and came from the Civil Engineering Department."

"Once this news spreads widely, my weapon-refining skills will not decline at all, but my weapon-refining reputation will continue to fall."

Bei Wufeng seems to have already foreseen the plummeting of his weapon-refining business: his lab assistants leaving, advertising revenue declining, loans being blocked, his weapon-refining products being questioned, and even the potential impact on the stock prices of some of the companies he has signed contracts with...

"This scandal cannot be allowed to spread unchecked."

But Bei Wufeng knew that continuing to argue with Zhang Yu was pointless. Not only had they already signed a contract, but with so many leaders and teachers watching, he couldn't possibly act like a rogue.

"Then there's only one way."

Bei Wufeng looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Junior brother, I can't let outsiders know that I lost to you in a sword duel."

"So I will make it public that you took the initiative to spend a lot of money to buy my spot on the school team."

Bei Wufeng understood that, in the end, he would lose to the civil engineering kid in a simple sword fight, and people would call him a waste and doubt his weapon-forging skills. He would become a stepping stone for countless people to gain cheap satisfaction.

In the worst-case scenario... even college students will dare to criticize him, saying things like, "Bei Wufeng? He's not good at weapon crafting, and he's not skilled with flying swords either. Do you remember that sword duel? He just lost to a student who transferred from the Civil Engineering department."

But if we put it another way, that Bei Wufeng made a lot of money by selling his position on the school team, then it would be a normal transaction, and he would even be praised for not being burdened by fame or blinded by school honor, and for focusing wholeheartedly on spirit coins.

At this moment, Zhang Yu frowned slightly upon hearing what the other party said: "You want me to cooperate with you?"

Bei Wufeng shook his head: "I don't need your cooperation, junior. Just don't expose me."

"This is just a publicity strategy, and there won't be any specific figures. I'll control the degree of impact, and it won't have any real effect on you."

"The tax authorities have your account data and will not charge you extra taxes based on rumors."

"As for the teachers and leaders, there's no need to worry. They don't need to come out and clarify, and besides, they can't be sure whether I really took your money or not."

"Moreover, the whole process won't involve you or me saying these things; it's just that rumors will circulate around."

"If you agree, junior brother, then I can also lend you my twelve sword servants, as well as all the extra services related to the Taihao Sacred Law Sword Formation."

Hearing Bei Wufeng's words, Zhang Yu had to admit that he was tempted.

During the sword duel just now, Zhang Yu was very envious of Bei Wufeng's various sword control techniques.

Especially the Twelve Sword Attendants and the various enhancements from the Spirit Realm Cave, can greatly improve the performance of the Taihao Sacred Law Sword Formation, allowing the sword formation to cope with more situations.

However, these are not included in the Taihao Sacred Law Flying Sword. They rely on Bei Wufeng's accumulation in the Spirit Realm, which falls into the category of whether the other party can lend them or not.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "If I had my civil engineering skills, plus the support of Bei Wufeng's spiritual realm technology, then the power of the formation I set up with 24 Taihao Sacred Law Flying Swords in the Top Ten Leagues would probably be several times stronger than it is now."

Seemingly sensing Zhang Yu's hesitation, Bei Wufeng continued to persuade him: "Besides, compared to defeating me in a sword duel, wouldn't using spirit coins to secure a spot on the school team better highlight your potential in the immortal path and your unparalleled talent? It would only benefit your reputation, not harm it."

"For us, this can be described as a win-win situation where cooperation benefits both sides."

Zhang Yu nodded, acknowledging the other party's statement.
"Senior, let's sign another contract then."

(End of this chapter)