Chapter 207: Helping the World When Prosperous

"Li Tianyou? 50,000 Blue Star coins?" Li Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Past memories instantly surged into his heart.

Before the April mock exam in his senior year of high school, he had sent 50,000 Blue Star coins to Li Tianyou under the name of a "loan," telling the other party to take good care of his health, and emphasizing that he could pay it back after graduating from university.

At that time, Li Yuan's wealth was far from what it was today.

"Already paid back as a freshman?" Li Yuan sighed. 50,000 Blue Star coins didn't mean much to him now.

But for an ordinary freshman at Jiangbei Martial Arts University?

I'm afraid it was somewhat of a burden.

One must know that students at Jiangbei Martial Arts University mostly graduated at around Level 12, and those who graduated at Level 15 belonged to the elite.

According to Li Yuan's estimation, Li Tianyou's current physical fitness was probably only around Level 8.

Thought about it.

"Drip~" Li Yuan took the initiative to dial Li Tianyou's communication, and only five or six seconds later.

A light screen projection formed. In the projection appeared Li Tianyou's figure. After half a year of not seeing him, he was much sturdier than in his senior year of high school, and his expression was increasingly resolute.

It was just that his face seemed a bit at a loss.

"Li Yuan." Li Tianyou revealed an awkward smile.

"Paid me back so quickly, why didn't you send me a message?" Li Yuan laughed: "Could it be you look down on this old classmate of mine?"

"No, absolutely not," Li Tianyou shook his head repeatedly: "I was just afraid of disturbing your cultivation, after all, I know your time is precious. You are at Kunlun Martial Arts University now, probably a top-tier student."

"I watched the Ten-School Freshman Battle last year," Li Tianyou laughed embarrassedly.

Li Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

Students of martial arts universities in the Xia Nation could watch the Ten-School Freshman Battle, so it was normal for Li Tianyou to know about his situation.

"I'm busy, but I still have time to answer an old classmate's call," Li Yuan laughed: "How is it at Jiangbei Martial Arts University? Seems like you're doing quite well."

"It's okay," Li Tianyou revealed a smile: "Professor Ming, you know him, right?"

"Professor Ming?" Li Yuan nodded: "I know him."

Around the time of the college entrance exam, during an invitation event at Jiangbei University, Professor Ming had invited him to join Jiangbei Martial Arts University.

It was just that after the college entrance exam, there was no more contact.

"Our school organized a special test in December this year, it seems to be about spiritual will," Li Tianyou laughed: "I was lucky, rushed into the top ten among the freshmen, was valued by Professor Ming, and am now cultivating under him."

"Top ten? Amazing!" Li Yuan exclaimed quite admiringly.

Li Yuan pondered slightly. Based on common sense, Li Tianyou's physical fitness was not strong enough, and his spiritual power was probably in the lower-middle range among the tens of thousands of freshmen at Jiangbei Martial Arts University... yet he could rush into the top ten.

Just in terms of willpower, Li Tianyou was probably number one among the freshmen at Jiangbei Martial Arts University.

Li Yuan was not surprised by this; he had long since witnessed the other party's determination and perseverance.

"Later, Professor Ming knew I was your high school classmate, and he valued me even more. I passed the first stage of testing here, got some cash rewards, and thought about paying you back first," Li Tianyou laughed.

Li Yuan nodded slightly.

"According to Professor Ming, although I don't have a compatible high-stage cultivation method, I still have hope of becoming a Source Martial Artist," Li Tianyou said: "It's just that it will be a bit painful."

"Painful?" Li Yuan's heart stirred, and he asked: "Body-Cleansing Spirit Marrow?"

Li Tianyou was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Li Yuan, you know it?"

"I know it," Li Yuan laughed.

Not only did he know it, he had been tortured by it repeatedly.

Li Yuan pondered slightly: "Now at Jiangbei Martial Arts University, what is the quota of cultivation resources on you every month?"

"A portion of Body-Cleansing Spirit Marrow, plus twenty portions of First-Rank Blood Qi potion," Li Tianyou's face was full of smiles: "Every time I reach a goal, there will be quite a few cash rewards."

It could be seen that Li Tianyou was already very satisfied.

"The Professor's meaning is that the most important thing for me right now is to strive to reach Fourth-Stage skill."

"By then, my physical fitness will improve much faster," Li Tianyou said quite helplessly: "Unfortunately, I only broke through to Third-Stage skill at the end of last semester."

"Already very fast," Li Yuan laughed.

If he remembered correctly.

Around the college entrance exam, Li Tianyou had just crossed into Second-Stage skill.

In half a year, Li Tianyou went from Second-Stage skill to Third-Stage skill... this rate of progress, placed among the many freshmen at Kunlun Martial Arts University, already belonged to the very astonishing category.

After all, not everyone was himself.

The two chatted for a while longer.

"Fine, Li Yuan, I won't disturb your cultivation," Li Tianyou laughed.

But before he could hang up the communication.

Li Tianyou was shocked to find a message flashing on the light screen projection in front of him: "The account under your name... received a transfer of 10 million Blue Star coins from Li Yuan."

"10, 10 million Blue Star coins?" Li Tianyou was stunned instantly, looking at Li Yuan in the light screen projection in shock.

For him, this was a huge sum of money that was unimaginable.

"Li Yuan, so much money, how can you..." Li Tianyou was a bit incoherent for a time.

Too much.

"Tianyou, this money is still considered a loan from me," Li Yuan laughed: "To help you cultivate."

"Loan from you? I won't be able to pay it back in this lifetime," Li Tianyou shook his head repeatedly: "Moreover, this money is probably very important to you too."

He knew Li Yuan was powerful.

But subconsciously, he still felt that Li Yuan was the same as him, also a freshman, no matter how excellent, it was impossible to view 10 million Blue Star coins as nothing.

"Tianyou, these funds don't mean much to me anymore, but they are very important to you," Li Yuan's voice became serious.

Li Tianyou was stunned.

Doesn't mean much to Li Yuan? Just how powerful is Li Yuan now?

"If you don't work hard and give up martial arts, then I definitely wouldn't lend you money," Li Yuan said solemnly: "But even Professor Ming thinks highly of you... I believe in Professor Ming's judgment. You don't have a compatible high-stage cultivation method, and if you want to become a Source Martial Artist, you must have a large amount of resources."

"Resources are just spent with money. This 10 million is actually far from enough for your cultivation. I believe you should have felt it in the half year you've been at university."

Li Tianyou stopped talking.

Where would he not understand this point?

"Among our group of friends in senior year, like Zhou Qi and the others who went to cultural universities, there isn't much contact," Li Yuan looked at Li Tianyou: "The ones who are truly frantically fighting on this martial arts path, besides me, I'm afraid it's only you."

"Classmates once, I want to help you."

"Money is meant to be spent. Don't worry too much, you cultivate hard, strive to become a Source Martial Artist in the future," Li Yuan laughed: "By then, don't talk about 10 million Blue Star coins, earning 100 million in the future won't be difficult."

"Fine, that's it, I have things to do, hanging up the communication first," Li Yuan laughed, then hung up the communication.

Leaving Li Tianyou standing in front of the light screen, still full of shock.

"Help me?"

"Become a Source Martial Artist?" Li Tianyou clenched his arms, a trace of determination in his eyes: "Li Tianyou, oh Li Tianyou."

"Opportunity!"

"Others might have good backgrounds, high talent... but having a classmate like Li Yuan is also an opportunity," Li Tianyou recited silently in his heart: "Must seize it."

"Don't let down his expectations."

At the same time, Li Tianyou also felt the wantonness and arrogance in Li Yuan's words.

10 million, 100 million Blue Star coins seemed to count for nothing.

This was brought about by powerful strength.

"Work hard."

"Strive, even if you have to fight for your life, you must become a Source Martial Artist," Li Tianyou gritted his teeth and quickly started placing orders in the school's "Cultivation Resource Treasury," purchasing more cultivation resources.

He cultivated very hard.

But the school had a system, resources were limited. For a student like him who didn't have a high-stage cultivation method and whose skills were not outstanding, the school investing several million Blue Star coins in him every year... was already very rare.

Jiangbei Martial Arts University, Professor Ming, who was meditating in the martial arts room, suddenly opened his eyes. He received a "Student Abnormality Alert."

Clicked on the light screen to view.

"Li Tianyou, ordering so many Blood Qi potions? And Source Force Essence Pills?" Professor Ming looked at the prompt above, secretly surprised: "Where did the money come from?"

He pondered for a while and directly dialed Li Tianyou's communication.

Kunlun Martial Arts University, inside Li Yuan's villa.

"Hmm? Professor Ming." Li Yuan, who had only been cultivating for a while, suddenly received Professor Ming's communication.

"Is it about Tianyou?" Li Yuan answered quickly.

Communication established.

"Li Yuan, hello." A low voice came from the communication.

Not long after, Li Yuan hung up the communication with Professor Ming. The other party had been very polite.

At the same time, it allowed Li Yuan to truly understand Li Tianyou's situation.

Li Tianyou, far from the "bitterness" he described himself, the spiritual will test was not top ten, but—second!

The diligence of cultivation could be described as crazy.

It was precisely this terrifying willpower that made Professor Ming pay attention to him, and finally broke the rules to promote him to the "Martial Artist Class."

At the same time.

Li Tianyou, in the half year of university cultivation, his skill progress was constantly accelerating... gradually revealing his edge.

According to Professor Ming's statement, it is estimated that by junior or senior year, Li Tianyou's skill will have hope of reaching the Fourth Stage.

When hearing Professor Ming say this, Li Yuan had already thought of a word—thick accumulation and thin hair!

"Talent is never unchanging."

"Kung fu is polished by time."

"Comprehension, temperament, in the long time, will also gradually transform with experience," Li Yuan realized this point more and more in his heart: "Fast for a while does not mean fast every step."

"Perhaps, in the high school stage, Tianyou was not dazzling, but he kept gritting his teeth and persisting, polishing his willpower. Hardship and danger did not crush him, but instead made him increasingly powerful."

"This will all be the foundation for his future growth."

"Wait until a certain degree, as long as he can endure it, he will transform rapidly," Li Yuan mused.

Li Yuan was very much looking forward to his old classmate achieving such success.

As for transferring 10 million Blue Star coins to Li Tianyou? Li Yuan didn't care at all.

This amount of money was nothing to Li Yuan.

Nowadays, relying on his powerful spiritual sense, every time Li Yuan went to roam a Star Realm, he could earn at least tens of millions of Blue Star coins.

Just like a few days ago.

He transferred 50 million Blue Star coins to his uncle and aunt to be used for the cultivation of his younger brother and sister during this phase.

And he slightly revealed to his uncle that he had earned this money himself, so his uncle wouldn't need to worry too much.

What is the purpose of earning money? To spend it!

"Martial arts is about having a clear state of mind."

"I now have the ability to acquire huge wealth, so paying a portion to let my family live a better life and helping my friends within my power makes me very happy inside." Li Yuan continued to practice, practicing his spear.

After the incident with Li Tianyou.

Li Yuan only felt that the spear technique in his hands was becoming increasingly smooth.

Li Yuan had the ideal of 'achieving success and benefiting the world.' Long ago, after being baptized by his uncle, and with the more he saw since entering university, he had the ideal in his heart of one day, like Senior Dongfang Ji, protecting the entire civilization.

But that was for the future.

"My ability is not enough yet, and my strength is not strong enough, but I must also manage to take care of myself and benefit the relatives and friends worth helping." Li Yuan's thoughts were very pure; he would do what he could according to his ability.

His money was not given away casually either.

Like Li Tianyou, because the other party was extremely hardworking, Li Yuan felt it was worth helping, so Li Yuan would help.

Everything followed his own heart.

"Whoosh!"

The long spear in Li Yuan's hand shifted, and suddenly the spear light surged, as if it had triggered a trace of invisible power, causing a dazzling starlight to explode in mid-air.

The starlight flickered, becoming increasingly like a flowing galaxy.

"【Your spear technique realm has improved from Fifth Stage 27% to Fifth Stage 29%】" A Mind Palace prompt flashed by.

"Only the last step away from the Fifth Stage Mid-Tier." Li Yuan practiced even more earnestly.

Accompanied by this day-by-day painstaking cultivation.

Li Yuan could clearly feel that he was getting closer and closer to fully comprehending the third layer of "Intent of the Stars," "Galaxy Convergence."

Time passed.

Xia Nation time (Blue Star time), February 8, 2044, 7:30 PM.

The "Global University Martial Arts Tournament (Virtual Battle)," which countless people around the world were paying attention to, was about to kick off.

(End of chapter)