Chapter 303

On this day, Zhang Yu had just returned to the dormitory when he saw Le Mulan already waiting there.

Apart from the 0.05 spirit coins earned that day, over the following days Le Mulan had successively purchased from Zhang Yu samples of blood, sweat, saliva, and other bodily fluids, netting him another 0.08 spirit coins.

However, so far—perhaps because too little time had passed—the company had yet to produce any results from the samples Zhang Yu provided.

The only surprising discovery Le Mulan made was that Zhang Yu's sweat had become increasingly pure and pollutant-free, containing not even a trace of medicinal toxins or impurities, and not even the slightest odd odor—it was like pure cooling water used solely for heat dissipation.

In Le Mulan's mind, the urine Zhang Yu passed now might even be cleaner than a mortal's cerebrospinal fluid.

She thought to herself: "After Zhang Yu reached Foundation Establishment, his ability to metabolize and absorb medicines, as well as his control over the medicinal toxins in his body, has become even more formidable."

"Coupled with his cultivation of the Boundless Chan of Spring and Autumn, every time he takes a dose, he nearly perfectly filters out the medicinal toxins, then gathers and stores them all."

"With this kind of skill, if he went into a pharmaceutical company as a drug tester, or became a filter core for washing out medicinal toxins, his salary would definitely be high."

Of course, Le Mulan knew Zhang Yu would never take such a job.

After all, this kind of work causes too much damage to the body—even a Foundation Establishment cultivator, under the influence of various experimental drugs, would sustain irreparable damage within just a few weeks, cutting off their path to immortality.

But if it were only used on a small scale for himself...

At that moment, Le Mulan looked at Zhang Yu and asked seriously, "Are you sure... you'll really let me eat for free?"

Zhang Yu looked at Le Mulan before him, fixing his gaze on the Dao Seed at her chest—the Deep Freeze Meridian.

Zhang Yu thought to himself: "To obtain Le Mulan's Dao Seed, I need to improve her mana quality; to improve her mana quality, I have to wait until she establishes her Foundation."

But in Zhang Yu's view, her chances of passing the November Foundation Establishment exam right now... were still a bit too low.

He didn't want to wait for her next Foundation Establishment exam.

With that in mind, Zhang Yu took out a measuring cup and handed it to Le Mulan: "Try drinking it."

Le Mulan took it a little sheepishly and said in a low voice, "This... if you sold it, you could get a lot of money."

Zhang Yu waved his hand and said, "We're friends, no charge."

"Not just you—if Yu Xinghan and Sister... Senior Zhang need it, I'll provide it to them for free too."

Le Mulan looked at Zhang Yu, a strange feeling welling up in her heart.

She recalled the first time she'd tried to use money to make him throw a match in a high school martial arts competition—back then, his refusal to take the money had left her feeling bewildered and angry.

But now, watching him refuse money in the same way, Le Mulan wasn't angry at all.

"Is this what it means to be good friends?"

Le Mulan raised the measuring cup and drank it all in one gulp, feeling the warm current of friendship flowing down her throat.

At the same instant, a bloody taste filled her throat.

Zhang Yu watched her swallow his blood in one go and asked, "How does it feel?"

Le Mulan licked her lips, felt a wave of hot medicinal energy spreading through her limbs and bones, and said slowly, "The potency is a bit weak, but there's almost no medicinal toxin. I feel like I could drink a lot."

Zhang Yu nodded slightly. What he had given Le Mulan to drink was his own blood, and it was also the only thing from his entire body that could boost her cultivation efficiency after consumption—otherwise, what else could it have been?

Through this method, he basically became a drug-filtering core for Le Mulan, allowing her to take more medicine to aid her cultivation.

Combined with the fact that Le Mulan had already undergone Ziyun's super-metabolic modification surgery, her future medication intake would skyrocket, and her cultivation efficiency would soar along with it.

Zhang Yu said, "Alright, from now on, whatever medicine you need to take, buy more for me. I'll take it first, then excrete it for you to take, so you can take several times the amount and boost your cultivation efficiency."

Le Mulan nodded, looking at Zhang Yu with some excitement, and said, "Zhang Yu, thank you."

She recalled what Xuange had said, took a deep breath, and added, "If you ever want to dual cultivate in the future, I can pay you extra."

For Le Mulan, paying a friend more in a transaction was the only way she could think of to thank a good friend.

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "What are you thinking? Who said anything about dual cultivation? Stop talking nonsense and hurry up to class."

Le Mulan said, "Other trades are fine too. Right now, because I'm preparing for the Foundation Establishment exam, I'm a bit tight on money. Once I establish my Foundation, my family here..."

Zhang Yu said casually, "Alright, alright, let's talk about it after you establish your Foundation."

He looked at her Dao Seed, wanting nothing more than to copy the Deep Freeze Meridian.

So Zhang Yu picked up the measuring cup and continued, "I'll prepare more for you. Remember to drink plenty every day, cultivate well, and make sure you pass the Foundation Establishment qualification exam."

Afterwards, Le Mulan added a warning: "If you're going to sell your blood, you'd better be careful..."

Faced with Le Mulan's reminder, Zhang Yu just waved his hand; he didn't have that idea yet.

Using the Peak of Foundation Establishment metabolism brought by the college saint's body, he could at most feed a little blood to the three people in his dorm.

As for outsiders... he had neither channels nor documents like an immunization certificate, health certificate, or business license—selling blood would involve too many complications.

Moreover, selling too little wouldn't earn much, and selling too much would take a toll on his body, which would affect his cultivation.

Besides, he now had a regular income from the construction site and was in the middle of going all out.

That day after class at noon, Xuan Ge walked along the corridor of the Pharmacology Department building, searching for Le Mulan's figure.

"Where did she go?"

When he reached a corner, Xuan Ge spotted her and was about to greet her when he saw her down something in one gulp.

Staring at the empty measuring cup in her hand, Xuan Ge was taken aback, recalling the fleeting measuring cup he had seen in her hand a few days ago.

"Has it... has it already come to this?"

Xuan Ge's tiger-like body shook again and again, and a thought involuntarily surged in his mind.

Is this still Myriad Methods University? Did I end up at Harmony University instead?

We're only freshmen, I haven't even formed a team yet, and you guys have already cultivated to this level?

Looking at Le Mulan's face as she turned around, Xuan Ge mustered his courage and spoke the words he had been holding back for a long time.

"Classmate Le, I want to join too. I also want to advance further on the immortal path."

"Can I move into your dorm?"

In the following days, Zhang Yu became more and more proficient at the construction site, simultaneously operating the War Demon Longevity Art and the Ultimate Vibrational Zen. His body was worn down time and again, only to be repaired through the activation of his flesh.

Especially after becoming skilled, Zhang Yu could always keep the wear and tear on his body at a recoverable level.

This made Zhang Yu feel that his body was not being damaged by the prolonged construction work; instead, it was becoming tougher and stronger, with his physical strength improving even faster than when he cultivated alone.

"I can both cultivate and earn money—this civil engineering major really suits me."

In the blink of an eye, he had been working at the construction site for half a month. As Zhang Yu's efficiency increased, so did his income. Over these two weeks, he had earned a total of 0.59 Spirit Coins.

But after checking his account balance of 10.7 Spirit Coins following the purchase of high-quality mana, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "I still need to work harder."

That morning, as a faint glimmer of sunlight gradually appeared on the horizon, Zhang Yu reluctantly welcomed the end of his shift.

Ultimate Vibrational Zen level 20

Level 20 Ultimate Vibrational Zen allowed Zhang Yu to perform extreme overclocked vibrations, unleashing unparalleled lethality within seconds.

"Not very useful—it can only be used to kill enemies, not for work."

Walking out of the construction site, Zhang Yu was not too satisfied with the level 20 effect of this technique.

Beside Zhang Yu were Li Xiao and Yu Xinghan, who had also just finished their shifts.

However, compared to Zhang Yu, who was full of energy and still vigorous after working all night, Li Xiao and Yu Xinghan appeared much more tired.

In particular, some of Li Xiao's muscles would twitch and ache from time to time, causing his walking posture to often warp.

As for Yu Xinghan, he looked a bit thinner, with his cheeks slightly sunken.

When they reached the construction site gate, Yu Xinghan sighed, "Finally off work. Time to get a massage."

He rubbed his arm and said, "I'm so exhausted every day... I have to get a massage."

Li Xiao glanced at Yu Xinghan with disdain, sighing at how he spent money on massages every day—how could he save any for cultivation?

Zhang Yu waved at Yu Xinghan and left first, knowing that without his own recovery ability, a daily massage was the right way for Yu Xinghan to repair body wear.

Yu Xinghan walked into the massage room with practiced ease and heard someone call out, "Ah, President Yu is here? Still going with Number 38?"

Yu Xinghan smiled and said, "Don't forget to turn on the projection service."

As the spiritual realm projection lit up and he saw a masseuse who looked like Li Xuelian walk in, Yu Xinghan leaned back and said, "Start with my feet first."

……

Zhang Yu walked on the way back to his dormitory, messages occasionally flashing in his vision.

Some were tasks assigned by the teacher in the class group.

Some were advertisements pushed by nearby shops.

And there were messages constantly refreshing in the Songyang group.

Speaking of the Songyang class group, three months ago when everyone had just entered the second level, the group was bustling with activity. Every day, Zhang Yu would casually see over 999+ messages.

However, as time passed and everyone focused on their studies, the group messages grew rarer.

But Zhang Yu still checked it from time to time, since he could learn news about other universities from there.

And just today, a post in the group caught Zhang Yu’s attention.

Chu Qiuhe from Jingang University: "A lot of graduate programs are reducing enrollment, or even stopping enrollment altogether. Have you seen this?"

Zhao Tianxing from Fengdu University: "You’re paying attention to grad school exams this early?"

Zhang Yu thought to himself: "Old Zhao… it’s just a vocational college, but he has to follow Mo Tianyi’s example and call it Fengdu University? Still too vain."

Lian Tianji from Hehuan University: "Shouldn’t you start preparing for grad school from freshman year?"

Lian Tianji from Hehuan University: "This time, many of the reduced programs are popular majors. The Yin-Yang Emergency Medicine major I originally wanted to apply for has already cut half its enrollment spots."

Lian Tianji from Hehuan University: "Sigh, I wonder what the situation will be like in the year I take the exam."

Qian Shen from Tianhai University: "The evaluation system of universities is profound and complex. Although I haven’t fully studied it yet, there must be a reason for these changes in enrollment quotas."

Seeing the news about graduate enrollment reduction, Zhang Yu couldn’t help searching online and found that Wanfa University had indeed experienced changes in graduate enrollment numbers.

However, when he saw that the graduate quota for the Civil Engineering department hadn’t decreased but was actually expanding, he couldn’t help but laugh.

"Recruiting so many—are they trying to keep driving down wages on construction sites?"

"Good thing my graduate major won’t be Civil Engineering."

Zhang Yu planned to follow the plan Spark True Man had made for him, switching to the Artifact Refining Department in his junior year and then taking the graduate exam for that department.

But the next moment, seeing the news that the enrollment quota for the Artifact Refining graduate program had been cut by 40%, the smile on his face instantly vanished.