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

Zhang Yu looked at the vest, shorts, wristbands, anklets in front of him, and the two large jars next to them.

This was the weighted suit and monster meat powder he had purchased.

The weighted suit was a durable body-refining equipment, cheap, and usable whenever he wanted. It allowed him to work hard secretly without being easily noticed by his classmates, and also had the effect of taking it off to show off during battles. It could be called a classic equipment on the path to immortality, a must-try.

The weighted suit Zhang Yu bought this time weighed a total of 150 kilograms, which could exercise his body in daily activities.

The monster meat powder on the other side was a nutritional supplement that could better replenish the daily blood and flesh loss and the nutritional needs of growth, allowing the child to grow taller, faster, and stronger.

The two items cost him more than 4,000 yuan in total, reducing his savings to more than 59,000.

"Alas, I'm still too poor, I can only buy these poor man's equipment."

When Zhang Yu was choosing on the shopping website, what he wanted most was an external spiritual root called the Gluttony Spiritual Root.

It was said that after inserting that thing into the body, it would frantically stimulate human metabolism and physical strengthening every day, absorbing all the absorbable nutrients to supply the flesh and blood. According to the advertising slogan, it could make you stronger even if you ate shit every day.

Unfortunately, it was too expensive, one cost 40 million.

Spending 40 million to experience the feeling of becoming stronger by eating shit was not something Zhang Yu could afford at the moment.

"Alas, I'll try the school's muscle-building spiritual root during the next free rental."

Putting on the weighted suit piece by piece, Zhang Yu felt his body getting heavier and heavier. Simple actions like bending over, walking, and raising his hands became more difficult.

"Huff..."

Before he could take a few steps, a scolding voice came from downstairs: "Are you demolishing the building in the middle of the night!"

Knowing that it was his movement being too loud after putting on the weighted suit, Zhang Yu went to the unfinished building wearing the weighted suit.

Along the way, it felt like he had heavy shackles on his body, and Zhang Yu could feel all kinds of discomfort coming from various parts of his body.

However, after he activated the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra, thinking about his expectation of improving his physical strength day and night, these discomforts were temporarily suppressed, and instead, a sense of satisfaction that his body was constantly being exercised rose up.

"As expected, the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra is also effective for this."

Zhang Yu's next goal was to maintain the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra as much as possible, constantly resisting the discomfort of the weighted suit while continuously improving the level of his Dao Heart with the mental technique.

"Exercising both the Dao Heart and the physical body for 24 hours a day."

If he could do that, he could further improve the efficiency of his Dao Heart level improvement and, incidentally, exercise his physical strength.

Thinking that he had taken the initiative to add such a big burden to himself without anyone forcing him, Zhang Yu couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

He sighed in his heart: "There's no way, those ridiculously rich people from the three famous schools are all more outrageous than the last."

"If I want to survive, if I want to get into the top ten universities and enter a large sect... I have to work hard..."

Coming to the unfinished building again, Zhang Yu sat cross-legged on the ground wearing the weighted suit, while trying to maintain the mental state of the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra, constantly outlining the visualization of the old ox plowing the fields in his mind, while letting his body rest.

In theory, as long as the cultivator can persevere, the mental technique can be maintained continuously.

It's like listening to a novel while playing a game, a manifestation of multitasking.

However, mental weakness, fatigue, and various external stimuli can interrupt the maintenance of the mental technique.

And if you want to use your brain to do something complicated, such as doing exam questions or thinking about fighting, then the mental technique is even more difficult to maintain.

So although the teacher who taught the Dao Heart class said that the mental technique can theoretically be maintained at all times, and powerful cultivators can maintain the mental technique as long as their consciousness is still clear, the original Zhang Yu had never been able to do it.

However, since Zhang Yu recently raised the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra to level 10, and his Dao Heart level also reached level 2, he felt that it became easier and easier to maintain the mental technique.

If maintaining the mental technique was like calculating math problems in his heart at all times, then he now felt like he was constantly counting from 1 to 1000, which became simpler.

"The current me should be able to perform various more complex exercises while maintaining the mental technique."

That's why Zhang Yu had the current attempt. He wanted to practice maintaining the operation of the Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra in more situations.

After resting for a while, Zhang Yu stood up wearing the weighted suit and began to walk back and forth while maintaining the mental technique.

He felt like he had thrown away half of his brain and lost half of his muscles, and then relearned various movements from scratch.

The next night, Zhang Yu came to the unfinished building again and tried to do some simple warm-up exercises while maintaining the mental technique.

On the third day, Zhang Yu, who was getting more and more adapted, began to practice the Limitless Cloud Hand while maintaining the mental technique and wearing the weighted suit.

The level 6 Limitless Cloud Hand seemed to have been practiced thousands of times in his mind, and every movement could be performed naturally without much thought.

At this moment, the visualization of the mental technique was maintained in his mind, while his body continued to practice the moves of the Limitless Cloud Hand under the pressure of the weighted suit.

The mana in his body surged with momentum, turning into strands of Formless Cloud Qi in repeated vibrations.

However, because he needed to be distracted to maintain the mental technique, coupled with the weighted suit and mana consumption, Zhang Yu's efficiency in practicing the Limitless Cloud Hand was also much slower.

Three days passed before he finally pushed the Limitless Cloud Hand to level 10.

Listen to this, 'only' pushed to level 10.

Obviously, Zhang Yu still felt that this speed was a bit slow.

"Alas, Feather Book is still not powerful enough, limiting the display of my potential and self-discipline."

In the unfinished building, Zhang Yu's mana rose from his dantian, silently completing seven consecutive vibrations, then scattered into his limbs and bones, and gushed out from all over his body.

In an instant, white clouds and smoke surrounded Zhang Yu's body, giving him an ethereal appearance.

"This is the effect after the Limitless Cloud Hand reaches level 10. The Formless Cloud Qi is no longer limited to the hands, but gushes out from all parts of the body, truly integrating offense and defense."

However, the mana consumption was also severely increased. Zhang Yu felt that he couldn't support it for a few minutes, so he quickly stopped.

After these days of hard work, Zhang Yu's various abilities had been improved again.

Mana had been improved to 16.9 in the non-stop breathing.

The weighted suit he wore at all times, as well as the Limitless Cloud Hand exercises, had allowed his physical strength to reach level 1.28.

The Dao Heart, under the almost constant training of the level 10 Desolate Bull Soul Suppressing Heart Sutra, was still the fastest improving, having reached level 2 (65%).

...

This day, Zhang Yu had just arrived at the classroom when he saw a middle-aged woman with a weathered face came to a desk and was packing something.

Just as Zhang Yu was feeling puzzled, he heard Zhou Tianyi next to him say: "Liang Qin has dropped out of school, this is his mother coming to pack his things."

"Ah?" Zhang Yu asked in surprise: "Why?"

Zhou Tianyi sighed: "It seems that he owes more than 100,000 in gambling, and after his parents found out, they came directly to help him drop out of school."

"I heard that their family made a scene in the teacher's office yesterday. Liang Qin kept kneeling down and kowtowing, but his parents still insisted on helping him drop out of school."

Zhou Tianyi shook his head and sighed: "His parents did the right thing. Once you become addicted to gambling, you can only be a mortal for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to achieve anything on the path to immortality."

"Not to mention a high school student like him, even if he really becomes an immortal, he will fall down, lose all his cultivation, and become a mortal again after bankruptcy."

Zhang Yu was a little silent. Liang Qin was a bit like the original owner in terms of borrowing money. He thought that if he hadn't transmigrated, the original Zhang Yu would probably have ended up like this.

At this moment, Bai Zhenzhen dragged Zhang Yu out of the classroom and said to him: "Those poor ghosts finally have news, sign the electronic agreement they sent over."

Not long after Zhang Yu signed the electronic agreement, a transfer message rang from his phone.

Looking at the 20,000 yuan that had been transferred, both Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were shocked.

Bai Zhenzhen: "These iron roosters can actually transfer 20,000 yuan in one go, it seems that they really value you."

"Transfer 8,000 to my card, I have a use for it."

Zhang Yu didn't ask why, and after transferring 8,000, he just told her: "What have you been busy with recently? You disappear every day after school?"

Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly: "Isn't it just trying to find a way to get into the top ten universities."

"These iron roosters value us so much, we have to let them help us reduce some pressure."

Speaking of this, she seemed to remember something and reminded him: "After next week's monthly exam, Zhou Chechen should come to persuade us to sign again."

"If the student council is rejected by us again this time, it will definitely put more pressure on us."

"Especially you, kid, who got fourth place in the law competition this time, they will definitely try to force you to sign. Can you handle it?"

Zhang Yu didn't have any confidence in his heart, but looking at Bai Zhenzhen's concerned gaze, he laughed and said: "I can definitely handle it, don't give up halfway."

Zhang Yu thought about the pressure of the ritual in his heart, thinking that he would either be killed by the ritual or get into the top ten universities, there was simply no choice.

Just as he was thinking this, that extremely familiar chill rose up in his body again. Zhang Yu knew that this was forcing him to go back to study and cultivate quickly.

"Alas, I won't say anything, my own strength is the most important, I'll go back to cultivate first."

Bai Zhenzhen held his shoulder and reminded him: "Remember when you refuse, you can push it to Ziyun High School and Bailong High School, saying that they are recruiting you, and continue to negotiate with the student council to delay time."

"You have to remember, never, ever let them realize that you want to get into the top ten universities."

Looking at Zhang Yu's hurried back, Bai Zhenzhen seemed to feel the other party's anxiety as well.

"Yu Zi has been working harder and harder recently."

"He must be very anxious in his heart."

"But it doesn't matter, I'm about to find that guy..."

"As expected of me, although Yu Zi is a little bit better than me in the law competition, if you want to get into the top ten universities, I still have to cover him."

...

In the quiet room.

Zhang Yu, who had rented the muscle-building spiritual root, felt that every time he breathed in spiritual energy, along with the spiritual energy being absorbed into the spiritual root, the spiritual root would feed back a trace of more active spiritual energy.

This was the growth spiritual energy brought by the muscle-building spiritual root.

As the growth spiritual energy was naturally absorbed by his flesh and blood, he felt that the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to squirm on their own, and began to accelerate the devouring of all nutrients.

With the continuous action of the muscle-building spiritual root and the continuous injection of growth spiritual energy into his body, this state would last for 6 to 12 hours, greatly increasing Zhang Yu's effect of exercising his physical strength.

Wei Xin's voice sounded on the radio: "Student Zhang, do you want to add time?"

Zhang Yu slowly exhaled a breath, thought for a moment, and said: "Add an hour."

...

In the training field.

Martial arts teacher Lei Jun was tutoring Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen for next month's martial arts competition.

Along with bursts of roars and crackling explosions, two figures were seen colliding back and forth, as if two giant beasts were tearing at each other.

Zhang Yu's Limitless Cloud Hand brought up surging martial arts Qi and blasted out.

But Bai Zhenzhen pointed out her fingers like a sword, bringing up a shadow of swords, and had already stabbed at the weakest and most critical points of the Qi, instantly shattering the blasting Qi.

Lei Jun shouted from the side: "Zhang Yu, the Limitless Cloud Hand values ​​changes the most, you must adapt to the situation, don't always think about bullying others with your power."

Zhang Yu didn't want to rely solely on suppressing people with force. It was really that Bai Zhenzhen's practical experience was too much stronger than his. If he didn't subconsciously rely on martial arts Qi to suppress her head-on, he would almost always be suppressed by Bai Zhenzhen.

"How can A Zhen be so good at fighting?"

Although Zhang Yu didn't use his full strength, he also exerted the level 1 Limitless Cloud Hand, but he was still completely suppressed by Bai Zhenzhen relying on several basic martial arts, making Zhang Yu strongly suspect that Bai Zhenzhen had cheated.

What the hell, is it X-ray vision or aimbot? Or reading instructions? How can you always hit my flaws? How can you always see through my moves?

...

The days passed like this in Zhang Yu's constant studying, cultivating, and tutoring.

In the blink of an eye, another week passed.

The big day of Songyang High School's monthly exam came again.

And classmates, teachers, student council... and all kinds of people Zhang Yu knew or didn't know were gradually turning their attention to him and Bai Zhenzhen.