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

Chapter 89: Negotiating with an Evil God (Thanks to Alliance Master 'God Soaring Nine Heavens')

Faced with He Dayou's power eruption, Zhang Yu smiled slightly, already knowing what to expect.

He thought to himself, "The competition team is indeed amazing. They've improved so much these past few days. He Dayou's physical strength is actually a little higher than mine, but..."

The reason Zhang Yu chose to compete in strength was to test the results of his cultivation these past few days.

At this moment, accompanied by the sudden exertion of Zhang Yu's muscles, his body was like a rope being twisted. Muscles squeezed and pried against each other, finally transforming into a terrifying explosive force, transmitted from all over his body to his hands.

With the blessing of Level 10 Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi, and Zhang Yu's control over his body's muscles, the physical strength he could instantly unleash far exceeded opponents with similar physical strength to his.

With a boom.

He Dayou only felt an irresistible force crashing into him, flipping his entire body out, and finally landing on the ground with a thud.

Again, the familiar swaying of perspective, the hard, cold ground, and pain all over his body.

He Dayou got up in a daze.

This feeling was so familiar.

He was instantly defeated again?

Just like the last time he fought Zhang Yu, after his physical strength greatly increased, he lost again?

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened as he looked at Zhang Yu in disbelief, still unable to believe it in his heart: "How could his strength be so much greater than mine? Could it be that his physical strength has already surpassed me?"

Not far away, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing also looked over, their eyes filled with brilliance as they watched He Dayou being thrown out.

Qian Shen: "Has Zhang Yu improved even more than He Dayou?"

Zhao Tianxing thought to himself: "How did he do it? How much physical strength has Zhang Yu improved in such a short period of time? Is it even more powerful than the special training program?"

That day after school, He Dayou went to the training ground of the sports competition team and told Lan Ling what had happened today.

Lan Ling frowned and said, "His physical strength can't be higher than yours."

"The reason he was able to defeat you should be because his power exertion technique is stronger than yours, and you..."

Lan Ling glanced at him, casually lifted and shook He Dayou, and He Dayou felt as if he had lost control of the muscles throughout his body.

Lan Ling put him down and said indifferently, "Your control over your own muscles, especially the transplanted muscles, is too poor. You haven't been able to exert your true strength at all."

"Continue with the following surgery and training. When you transplant more muscle fibers and can exert more power from the transplanted muscles, you won't lose to Zhang Yu again."

...

At the same time after school.

Zhang Yu walked towards his rented house while circulating the Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi.

But the moment he opened the door, he was slightly stunned when he saw the rag doll that appeared on the bed.

"Evil God?"

It was a tattered rag doll, with two buttons forming the eyes, like two dark holes, staring intently at Zhang Yu who opened the door. Who else could it be but the Evil God he had wished upon before.

Just as Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, the rag doll had already spoken: "My good servant, kneel to me, this is my wish."

Accompanied by the ritual wailing in his mind, Zhang Yu could only kneel on the ground with a thud.

The doll on the bed laughed heartily: "Unexpected, truly unexpected."

"In just two or three months, the idle move I made at random has actually grown up."

"If I hadn't heard that you, a student from Songyang High School, won first place in the martial arts competition, I probably wouldn't have thought that you kid would improve so quickly..."

Speaking of this, the gloom in her heart dissipated a lot at once.

The reason she came back to Zhang Yu again was partly because of the results Zhang Yu showed, and the other reason was... she found that she couldn't go back.

Thinking that she was once considered to stand at the pinnacle of evil gods, and had already achieved financial freedom and cultivation freedom, but because of an investment failure after retirement, she returned to the front-line work position again.

But she didn't care at all. Since the peak can't be retained, then retrace the path she came from!

With her business ability honed for many years in the fraud industry, she originally thought it was a story of a supreme evil god in the city, a full-level account rectifying the workplace.

Who would have thought that the anti-fraud methods of the large sects are changing with each passing day, causing her, the treasure of the evil god world, to suffer heavy losses. In addition, she was betrayed, and now she is even stranded on the first floor of Kunxu, her power has plummeted to the bottom, and she is unable to recover.

"Damn it... if I get caught and repatriated, it's over... who betrayed me?"

"The power is being consumed so quickly, and the intelligence feels like it's going to decrease again. If this continues... I'm really going to become an idiotic toy."

So at this moment, she once again found Zhang Yu, wanting to use this potential stock to rise again.

"Being a poor ghost, he was still able to win first place in the martial arts competition, I must have developed some amazing potential."

"Hehe... I originally thought it was a money-losing business, but it turned out to be a bull stock that I bought at the bottom."

Thinking that Zhang Yu still owed her a wish, the doll's heart became more and more excited.

But in the next moment, she suddenly froze slightly. Zhang Yu, who should have been kneeling on the ground after she made her wish... actually slowly stood up?

"What are you doing?"

"Are you crazy? Kneel down quickly, otherwise you want to die under the backlash of the ritual?"

Zhang Yu silently felt the change in the ritual power within his body.

After the other party made a wish for him to kneel, as he half-knelt on the ground, the chill from the ritual also dissipated.

But just a few seconds after he half-knelt, the idiotic ritual wailed again.

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, and then reacted: "Is this urging me to cultivate?"

"But the other wish is to kneel?"

"Is this a contradictory wish?"

Zhang Yu became curious: "Then... in this case, which wish will take priority?"

So he tried to stand up, and immediately a ritual sound rang out, urging him to kneel down quickly.

Zhang Yu could feel the ritual power being divided into two strands, one urging him to cultivate quickly, and the other urging him to kneel immediately.

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"It really is contradictory."

But when he circulated the Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi and entered a state of cultivation, all the wailing stopped.

"But in the end, the priority of cultivation is higher than kneeling, is it because of... the order of wishes?"

Looking at Zhang Yu who stood up in front of him, the doll initially thought that the other party was going crazy and didn't want to live anymore.

But looking at the other party's calm appearance, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

However, the doll was different from Zhang Yu, who had been accompanied by the ritual day and night, and cared for 24 hours a day for the past two months.

Although the doll remembered the two wishes she had given the other party, she didn't think for a moment that the ritual power had integrated the plan of getting into a good university, joining a large sect, working hard to earn money, and buying the antiques in the shopping cart... into Zhang Yu's life every moment.

However... although she didn't think of the details for a while, and the contradiction between these details and the 'kneeling' wish, after discovering that the situation was not right, she still made the next wish as soon as possible.

"I order you not to hurt me!"

But at the moment when the rag doll said these words, accompanied by a roar in the air, a large hand with layers of white astral qi had already grasped the doll in its palm.

The doll said angrily: "I order you! Let me go immediately."

Zhang Yu's palm loosened slightly, but in the next moment, an even more turbulent astral qi swept over, squeezing the doll like a training prop.

Zhang Yu felt the change in the chill in his heart, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, after the wishes conflict with each other, the key is the order of the wishes?"

"Learning, practicing, going to university, entering a large sect... the plan triggered by this series of wishes has a higher priority than subsequent wishes because of the order."

"In other words, as long as I maintain the state of cultivation and learning, then subsequent wishes that contradict the 'cultivation and learning state'... can be temporarily suppressed..."

At this moment, Zhang Yu was using the rag doll as a prop to practice the Formless Cloud Astral. In this situation... he found that the ritual did not urge him to kneel or let go of the rag doll.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at the doll who still wanted to speak, and said indifferently: "Shut up."

The Formless Cloud Astral fluctuated, gently pressing on the surface of the rag doll, as if it could completely tear the doll apart in the next moment.

At the same time, he heard Zhang Yu's voice continue to come.

"What you just said was not to hurt... you."

Accompanied by the friction of the Formless Cloud Astral, the rag doll felt the force pressing on her body gradually increasing, as if it was about to truly hurt and attack herself in the next moment.

"So that means, if I destroy this rag doll now, I can hurt you, right?"

Feeling Zhang Yu's gaze, which was full of killing intent and fighting spirit, but also appeared extremely calm, the doll's heart sank: "Damn it... he reacted so quickly? No, could it be that my intelligence level has decreased again?"

The rag doll quickly warned: "Zhang Yu, if you really hurt me now, you will definitely be killed by the backlash of the ritual!"

"You should be able to feel it, right? The ritual power is already supervising you."

Zhang Yu didn't speak, but after a series of attempts just now, he found that as soon as he had the intention to hurt the rag doll, he would cause the ritual to wail again.

Zhang Yu thought to himself: "The rule of not being able to hurt the evil god seems to have a higher priority than the wish."

But he understood that he couldn't show weakness at this time, so he immediately continued to fully circulate the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, erupting with a spirit of fighting to the death.

He had to put on an attitude of tearing down the roof in order to get a result of opening a window.

So he heard Zhang Yu continue to say: "Then I might as well die together, otherwise, what's the point of living as your servant for the rest of my life?"

Feeling Zhang Yu's fearless spirit under the effect of the Level 10 Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, the doll's heart sank again.

In the other party's eyes, she seemed to be able to truly feel a fighting spirit of risking his life.