[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-no-money-what-cultivation":3,"chapter-no-money-what-cultivation-no-money-what-cultivation-chapter-345":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","No Money, What Cultivation?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},164214,323,"Chapter 345: First Meeting at the Club","no-money-what-cultivation-chapter-345",345,"\u003Cp>Longtai Health Massage Club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu raised his head to look at the club’s sign, gave a slight nod, and thought to himself, “The first full team training session for the Civil Engineering competition team… is held at a massage club.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very reasonable, very civil engineering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After changing clothes and grabbing his locker tag, Zhang Yu had already arrived at the room where Ma Xuan and the others were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he stepped inside, he felt a wave of heat rush toward him; the entire room was as hot as a giant furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw that aside from Cong Na, whose build was not as massive, the other four mountains of flesh were lying facedown on massage beds like four active volcanoes, their muscles constantly radiating rolling waves of heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Zhang Yu, having gone through a period of daily visits to massage parlors thanks to Boss Wang’s sponsorship, had already developed his own set of opinions on what made a good massage place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he looked at the female technicians beside Ma Xuan, Cong Na, and the others, observing their tyrannosaur-like bodies, their battle-filled gazes, and the stubble grown from long-term medication use—Zhang Yu could immediately tell that this massage club was very proper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Xuan raised his head and said, “Zhang Yu, you’re here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lie down first; let’s talk while we warm up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Xuan was a young man with a completely bald head, not a single hair left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu looked at the other’s jade-like scalp and thought it was probably some special Dharma Prosthesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the other’s hands and feet had both been detached and placed to the side, clearly because they were Dharma Prostheses and did not need massage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Xuan was the captain of this competition team, the first to create the team, and also the most heavily built person on site.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the multiple Dharma Prostheses on the other’s body, and the way he habitually stretched out without shrinking his frame, Zhang Yu knew the guy must be quite wealthy too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ma Xuan spoke, the other four competition team members on site also looked at Zhang Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Cong Na’s gaze being relatively friendly, Zhang Yu could feel that the eyes of the other three team members were filled with a strong sense of scrutiny, clearly not yet fully approving of him as a freshman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu, at Ma Xuan’s invitation, lay down on an empty massage bed, and heard the other continue: “Before formal training, we come here for a proper massage to warm up, so we can reduce wear and tear on our bodies during training.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve read the specific competition rules, right, Zhang Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu nodded and said, “I’ve read them all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Civil Engineering Construction Competition requires construction in a high-risk simulated battlefield environment, while simultaneously enduring attacks from opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is a competition that demands powerful construction ability, impact resistance, and stress tolerance…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Ma Xuan was explaining the competition’s key points to everyone, Zhang Yu felt a pair of steel-like arms press onto his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a voice rang out: “Sir, do you have any Dharma Prostheses on your body?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirming that the client’s Dharma Prostheses have been removed before a massage is a common rule of thumb for the technicians; otherwise, accidentally damaging one of the client’s Dharma Prostheses could mean working for nothing for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu said casually, “I don’t have any Dharma Prostheses on me except for my eyes. Go ahead and massage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, a powerful force came from the technician’s large, fan-like hand, driving deep into Zhang Yu’s flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu, however, gave a slight smile and said to the technician, “Master, I can take a lot of pressure. Please use more force.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone who had been taking strong drugs for a long time, whose body grew through constant wear and repair, whose bones were tempered with No. 20 Secret Steel, and who had been tested in countless massage parlors, Zhang Yu had very high demands on massage strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the technician behind him flashed a sharp gleam in his eyes and silently increased the force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, harder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Press as hard as you can. I can really take the pressure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The technician suddenly exhaled, and the Dharma Prosthesis in his hand activated abruptly; it began to grow hot and scorching, and besides heating up, it also shot out strands of electric current that pierced through Zhang Yu’s skin, reaching deep into his muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the massage bed next to Zhang Yu, Bu Ziran was silently observing Zhang Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Ziran was a student ranked 48th in the entire department. If Zhang Yu had to describe his strongest impression of him… it would be the time Bu Ziran unboxed a lung Dharma Prosthesis of the Ten Thousand Dao Craftsman Sect in the group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, watching the technician activate the hand Dharma Prosthesis and press down on Zhang Yu with force, Bu Ziran thought to himself, “Oh? Trying to show off his physical strength through a massage?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Ziran understood that for a college student entering an unfamiliar circle, displaying strength to fit in was like two dogs sniffing each other’s butts when they meet—an essential means of quick integration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the stronger one’s flesh and the higher one’s physical endurance, the more force the massage would need—this was the so-called “ability to take pressure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a massage parlor, the more pressure a client could take, the stronger he was considered, earning respect from countless technicians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was even more true in Civil Engineering: the strongest person on a construction site was often the one who could take the most pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bu Ziran thought to himself: \"Back when the ancient spiritual internet wasn't so developed, the best way to gauge a stranger was to take them for a massage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After a full massage, seeing how much force they could take, you'd have a good idea of their actual strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But times have changed. With Zhang Yu's data, under the full-force massage of a technician's Dharma Skeleton, lasting five minutes at most would already be impressive...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, Bu Ziran looked at Zhang Yu with some surprise: \"Is this guy... really not just forcing himself to endure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu felt waves of force striking deep into his flesh and blood, gradually erasing the fatigue and damage accumulated over the past few days, experiencing only a pleasant soreness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty minutes later, the technician behind Zhang Yu had begun to break out in cold sweat, feeling as if she were massaging not a person, but a set of Dharma Skeletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This guy's bones are so hard—does he really have no Dharma Skeleton inside him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes later, the technician, seeing the alarms going off on her hand Dharma Skeletons, had to stop and ask Zhang Yu for a replacement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she kept pressing at full force, her hand Dharma Skeletons would suffer severe wear and tear, even malfunction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the situation with Zhang Yu soon drew the attention of others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Xuan laughed heartily and said, \"Junior Zhang Yu, it seems you've trained your protective art quite well; your body's toughness far exceeds your current level.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu smiled faintly and replied, \"I'm just pretty tough to take down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Bu Ziran and the others looked at Zhang Yu with completely different eyes—clearly, his massage performance had earned their recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, the six left the massage parlor and went to the civil engineering department's simulated construction site for training, working together on construction to get familiar with one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhang Yu release several human-shaped Qi constructs to work simultaneously, Cong Na felt another stir: \"Ma Xuan was right—this guy is improving really fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I fought him before, he could only use blurry Qi constructs for short battles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How long has it been? And now he can maintain such delicate human-shaped Qi constructs to do work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, on the other side, Ma Xuan struck out with his palm, and an invisible wave surged through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the ground actually rose under his palm force, rolling like surging waves, swallowing the various materials on the site before arranging them in different positions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu, watching this, felt a slight shock: \"This power is very similar to Tian Kunlun's Mountain-Moving Divine Force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Yu's surprised expression, Ma Xuan chuckled and explained, \"This is the Small Three Harmonies, achieved after mastering the first three of the Seven Ultimate Techniques of Civil Engineering. It allows control over earth qi and manipulation of the ground beneath your feet with an invisible force field.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu asked curiously, \"Can you manipulate any material on the ground?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Xuan said, \"Most metals and minerals are no problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ma Xuan spoke, he looked smug and activated the Small Three Harmonies to control the terrain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth, like water waves, deformed at his will, now swallowing construction materials, now forming a protective wall around a structure, now crushing a finished wall into pieces...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although other competition team members also had their own unique skills, Zhang Yu was most envious of Ma Xuan's Small Three Harmonies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu thought to himself: \"If I can stay at the top of the class for the first three years of university, I'll be able to master this technique too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the days that followed, competition training became another item in Zhang Yu's daily routine. Though it didn't take much time, it made his life increasingly full and busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after repeated failed attempts at Soul-Flesh Unity, Zhang Yu had mentally prepared himself to spend spiritual coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, to open up a new source of income, he now contacted the person who dealt in underground mana transactions, intending to sell his mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still in the unmanned alley below the 100th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like every previous meeting, the other party was covered in a layer of black mist, hiding both their appearance and any identifiable information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whereas in the past Zhang Yu had always been the one buying mana from him, this time it was Zhang Yu who wanted to sell mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person in the black mist said, \"We can help you find clients, but a brokerage fee is necessary. First, we need to test your mana quality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu said indifferently, \"No problem. Go ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mist figure tossed a Mystic Creation Relic to Zhang Yu, instructing him to infuse his mana into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yu caught the relic and channeled his mana into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he did not activate the power of the Profound Cold Mana Vein; he merely injected mild, normal-state mana into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After injecting roughly 500 units of mana in one go, Zhang Yu tossed the Mystic Creation Relic back to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, this Mystic Creation Relic appeared in Li Xuelian's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Savoring the quality of magical power within the relic, Li Xuelian murmured, \"He's improving so fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now he can even sell magical power, which means his total magical power and recovery speed must have also increased considerably.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hasn't it only been a year?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father's judgment really wasn't wrong...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a message appeared in Li Xuelian's field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuxing Han: \"Senior sister! Do you have any quests?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, seeing Yuxing Han making a name in the dark massage world, Li Xuelian was quite gratified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, seeing Zhang Yu, who had already begun underground magical power trading, Li Xuelian couldn't help but sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>",1925,"2026-05-29T04:54:42.391Z","2026-06-01T04:29:12.818Z",1,"deepseek-v4-flash","b9f963a0256596ad4a447641e2fc57d245f5ffbcb7ea9ac821cd10eacdc7b3e3","no-money-what-cultivation-chapter-346","no-money-what-cultivation-chapter-344",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fno-money-what-cultivation-cover.jpg"]