I am the Immortal Emperor, and I am VIP 50.

Before Gao Ying could reply, the front door of the classroom was pushed open.

A refined-looking middle-aged man walked in, glanced around the classroom with a scrutinizing gaze, nodded in satisfaction, and then walked up to the podium.

"Very good, students!" the middle-aged man said. "As your homeroom teacher, I am truly gratified to see such a big difference between your morning self-study sessions this year and last year."

Upon hearing the homeroom teacher's voice, the students stopped breathing and turned their gazes toward the middle-aged man.

"Now everyone is in the second year of high school, which is the peak period for spiritual awakening. This is the most critical watershed in the entire high school. Whether or not you can awaken your spiritual energy will determine whether your future is bright."

"Only by awakening spiritual energy and possessing the qualifications to cultivate immortality can one break through the existing social class and have the right to leap over the dragon gate."

The homeroom teacher's words were true, and Zhou Yu was well aware of this, because after the spiritual energy fully recovered, the college entrance examination had completely become a stage for cultivators.

The proportion of marks allocated to general education has decreased, while the proportion allocated to cultivation-related subjects has increased significantly.

In the end, those who haven't awakened their spiritual energy don't even qualify to take the college entrance exam. They either have to enter the workforce directly or go through a special admissions process to find a vocational college to learn a skill before entering the workforce.

"And just yesterday, Gao Ying, a student in our class, successfully awakened her spiritual energy. Let's give her a round of applause!"

A round of applause rang out. The students who had awakened their spiritual energy looked at Gao Ying with admiration, while those who had not awakened their spiritual energy were filled with envy.

Zhou Yu, however, remained calm.

"The very few students who haven't awakened their spiritual energy yet, don't worry," the homeroom teacher said with a smile. "Awakening spiritual energy can't be forced. Learn slowly, practice your breathing exercises patiently, and those who are meant to awaken will naturally awaken."

As she spoke, the homeroom teacher's gaze kept drifting towards Zhou Yu.

After all, Zhou Yu was among the "very few" students mentioned by the homeroom teacher.

"The school will conduct an opening test in a week. I hope everyone will take it seriously and not let your teachers and yourselves down."

"Everyone, keep breathing. We can't waste this morning study time; it's precious time..." the homeroom teacher said, then suddenly added, "By the way, Gao Ying, come to the office when you have time later."

"Now that you've awakened your spiritual energy, you're a student being trained by the school. We'll register your information, and the school will make things easy for you. We'll also pick up your new textbooks so you can start formal classes."

Wait a moment……

Zhou Yu was silent for a moment. What did it mean to "awaken spiritual energy and become a student to be nurtured by the school"?

So the school never intended to train those who hadn't awakened their spiritual energy?

Good heavens, no wonder he hasn't received a single textbook since the start of this semester. He thought he wouldn't have to attend classes this semester and could just focus on cultivation. Turns out he's the one who's not qualified to attend classes!

"I understand!" Gao Ying nodded quickly in agreement.

After explaining some trivial matters, the homeroom teacher turned and left, seemingly returning to his office.

Watching the homeroom teacher leave, Gao Ying turned to Zhou Yu and asked, "Brother Yu, are you short of money lately?"

Is that a serious shortage?

They are in extremely short supply!

One injection costs two hundred yuan. I have to find ways to make money every day, otherwise I won't have a chance to use my daily quota, which would be a waste!

Zhou Yu sighed and said, "If being poor is a virtue, then after I die, I should be the one to sit in the Buddha's seat."

Although Gao Ying didn't understand what Zhou Yu was saying, she could still tell that Zhou Yu was probably short of money right now.

"I see..." Gao Ying also looked troubled. "Then how can I help you?"

Zhou Yu was secretly delighted, but pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "How about you lend me some money?"

Gao Ying didn't refuse immediately, but instead asked, "How much do you need to borrow?"

Just as Zhou Yu was about to speak, the boy sitting in front of him couldn't stand it anymore, "Gao Ying, don't be fooled by him, this kid definitely doesn't plan to pay back the money he borrowed."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhou Yu retorted, his neck stiff. "Who said that? Liang Yanbo! Don't think you can spout nonsense just because you awakened your spiritual energy during the summer vacation!"

Liang Yanbo: "Which bastard borrowed my money to go online last month?"

Zhou Yu: "Was it me? I don't remember..."

Liang Yanbo: "Hehe."

Zhou Yu immediately pulled out his phone and asked, "How much do I owe you? I'll pay you back right now!"

"You owe me three hundred and twenty, including principal and interest."

Zhou Yu immediately put away his phone and used the official jargon he had learned from Zhou Wanwan, "It's not that I don't want to pay back the money, it's just that I want to delay the repayment..."

"Stop," Liang Yanbo interrupted him, "I know what you mean, you don't have money, right? I don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

I picked it up and saw that it had been transferred via WeChat for 320 yuan.

Gao Ying, who was fiddling with her phone, looked up and asked, "Three hundred and twenty, right? Anything else?"

Liang Yanbo: "..."

Zhou Yu: "..."

Seeing their silent expressions, Gao Ying turned to Zhou Yu and asked, "So, Brother Yu, how much do you want to borrow?"

Zhou Yu thought for a moment and replied, "Lend me 600 first, and I'll pay you back when I have more money."

He has already emptied today's daily shop, and has 200 yuan left in his WeChat balance. Each time he empties the shop, it costs 800 yuan.

In short, make sure you have enough money to empty the store tomorrow first.

Without saying a word, Gao Ying transferred 800 yuan to him directly, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's just a small amount, no rush to pay it back."

Zhou Yu's eyes immediately filled with tears.

When it really matters, you still have to rely on your good brothers!

At this moment, Zhou Yu also realized something.

Gao Ying's situation is similar to receiving welfare; as long as his income falls below a certain level for even one day, he can come and collect the money.

Oh no, I've been declared a poor household!

"It's alright," Gao Ying patted her chest. "Come to me if you have any problems. I love helping others!"

At this moment, Zhou Yu changed the subject, his mischievous idea just beginning to emerge, "By the way, I need your help with something during lunch later."

Gao Ying tilted her head. "Sure, but what kind of help would it be?"

Zhou Yu: "You'll find out then."

At this time.

Ring ring—

A bell rang, and Liang Yanbo looked up at the time and said, "It's time, Gao Ying, let's go."

Gao Ying was taken aback. "Go? Where to?"

"Go to class," Liang Yanbo said, tidying up the books on his desk and pulling one out to tuck under his arm. "You forgot? You've awakened your spiritual energy and are now able to formally attend classes for cultivators. Just go find your homeroom teacher to get the textbook."

Gao Ying then realized what was happening, nodded, and said, "Oh, I understand."

After getting up, Gao Ying didn't forget to greet Zhou Yu, "Shall we go to class now?"

"OK."

Besides Gao Ying and Liang Yanbo, some other students in the class who had awakened their spiritual energy got up and walked out of the classroom, obviously going to class.

Once it quieted down again, Zhou Yu looked around and saw that only a group of students who had not yet awakened their spiritual energy remained in the classroom. They were like discarded waste products, frantically practicing their breathing exercises.

"Was I like this before?"

A surge of irritation welled up in Zhou Yu's heart. He pulled out a few sheets of paper from the drawer and began preparing for his ingenious plan.