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

The martial arts competition had ended for several days, and Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen finally received an advertisement, a group advertisement co-starring with other competition participants.

Walking down the road, Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Did you hear what Song Hailong said yesterday? Why did he get a solo ad as a third-place winner, while we only got a group ad?"

Bai Zhenzhen curled her lips and said, "I asked around, and the general reason is... half a year of school has already passed, and in another half year, we'll be in the second year of high school."

"Because they're afraid we'll 'collapse,' no one is looking for us to shoot solo ads."

Hearing Bai Zhenzhen's answer, Zhang Yu felt confused. "Collapse? How could we collapse? Are they worried about us playing around with fans?"

Bai Zhenzhen glanced at Zhang Yu, taking it for granted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Playing with fans doesn't even count as a collapse. They're worried that our grades will drop severely in the second year of high school, after all, we're poor."

Zhang Yu instantly understood. The collapse of Kunxu academic geniuses is a drop in grades, which makes sense.

But then he became annoyed, "Does being poor mean we're destined to collapse in the second year?"

"We're already poor enough, but it's even harder to make money than rich people like Song Hailong. He can get solo ads, but we can't."

"By the way, why did they ask us to shoot a group ad then? Aren't they afraid we'll collapse?"

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu as if he were an idiot, "Are you stupid? In a group ad, if we collapse, they can just cut us out, can't they?"

Half an hour later, the two arrived at a studio and saw many familiar faces from the three major high schools had already arrived.

But at this moment, these people were all intentionally or unintentionally glancing at a young man, a young man surrounded by more than a dozen staff members.

Bai Zhenzhen asked curiously, "Who is that? What a grand display."

Zhang Yu also felt curious, "Isn't this a collective ad shot by the top eight of the martial arts competition? This person doesn't seem to be one of them, right?"

Lian Tianji popped out from behind them and said, "That's Yu Xinghan, a closed-door disciple that Realist Xinghuo found in another city. He should be transferring to Bailong High School soon."

Looking at the young man who was the center of attention, surrounded by many assistants, makeup artists, directors... Bai Zhenzhen's eyes flickered, "Realist Xinghuo? Are you talking about that Golden Core who was optimized out?"

Lian Tianji nodded upon hearing this, "According to Realist Xinghuo, this Yu Xinghan will inherit all of his mantle and property as his closed-door disciple, and will be the college entrance examination champion of Songyang City in the future."

"Because of the title of Golden Core disciple and such high praise, he was pulled in by Xianyun Group to shoot the ad together."

"Look at Song Hailong, hehe... his eyes are about to burst into flames. After all, this Yu Xinghan is going to transfer to Bailong High School, and will inevitably compete with Song Hailong for the top spot in the grade."

Zhang Yu looked at Song Hailong and felt like he was looking at a stressed-out tabby cat, arching its back, puffing up its fur, and staring at Yu Xinghan intently.

Zhang Yu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Then this Yu Xinghan will also participate in the upcoming competitions, right?"

Lian Tianji nodded, "Of course, he will. In the next sports competition, this person is likely to be a strong contender for the championship." In his gaze towards Yu Xinghan, a hint of challenging fighting spirit also ignited.

Just as Lian Tianji was talking with Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.

A gaze was quietly looking at the location of the three people.

The owner of the gaze was none other than Le Mulan from Ziyun High School.

Originally, Le Mulan wasn't interested in this kind of advertisement shooting, but firstly, the Golden Core disciple Yu Xinghan would also participate, and she was curious about this Golden Core disciple.

Secondly... it was because of the only two poor people among this group of competition participants, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.

While looking at the two, Le Mulan thought in her heart, "I've been looking at the photos he posted on his Moments every day recently, and I don't feel as disgusted as before. I can take this opportunity to go a step further."

But as soon as she thought about contacting Zhang Yu, the scene of him sitting on her, and the dirty, hot, and fishy blood splashing all over her, couldn't help but flash in Le Mulan's mind, causing her to subconsciously break out in goosebumps.

"Forget it, I'll start with the simplest thing first."

"Anyway, I'll have to get close to them during the official shooting later."

So Le Mulan silently observed the two, her gaze constantly wandering in the direction of the two.

...

The following filming content was about many competition participants recommending Xianyun Group's tutoring institutions together.

During the filming, people kept finding opportunities to get close to Yu Xinghan, add him as a friend, letting Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen experience the true popularity of a Golden Core disciple.

As for the central position of the entire advertisement, it was completely occupied by Yu Xinghan, surrounded by other competition participants, like green leaves surrounding the flowers in the middle.

It's just that Zhang Yu, Le Mulan, and Song Hailong, who were in the top three of the martial arts competition, were green leaves next to the flowers, Bai Zhenzhen, who was fourth, was like the roots under the green leaves, and Lian Tianji, who was ranked further back, was like the mud under the flowers.

According to the director, the words "Golden Core Realist's Closed-Door Disciple" would fill the entire screen, making him the absolute protagonist...

During the filming, Zhang Yu felt that Le Mulan, who came to his side, was a bit strange, taking deep breaths for a while, and trembling slightly for another, which made him finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Zhang Yu turning his head, Le Mulan couldn't help but take a step back, "You... I'm fine, it's none of your business."

Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, calling her a psycho, and stopped paying attention to her.

Le Mulan covered her nose, thinking to herself, "The smell on him is so unpleasant... Is this the 'subway smell' that Mom talked about on poor people?"

"It seems I was right to come this time, I can slowly get used to it."

After spending four hours, Zhang Yu took 30,000 yuan, and Bai Zhenzhen took 8,000 yuan, and they each went home.

However, not long after Zhang Yu got home, the 30,000 yuan he had just received turned into Hunyuan Pills, which he swallowed in one gulp.

Feeling waves of violent medicinal power swimming through his body, Zhang Yu immediately seized the time to begin cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi.

As the medicinal power of the Hunyuan Pill spread throughout his limbs and bones, Zhang Yu felt that the muscles, internal organs, and even bones of his body were like a long drought meeting sweet rain, and they began to frantically absorb the waves of medicinal power as he circulated the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi.

A full half an hour later, the medicinal power slowly dissipated in his body.

But Zhang Yu knew that the medicinal power was not really gone, but was temporarily absorbed into the muscles, internal organs, and bones of his whole body.

Although Zhang Yu didn't feel any improvement in his physical strength at the moment, he felt energetic and full of inexhaustible strength.

He knew that in the next few days, the absorbed medicinal power would continue to work, improving the cultivation effect and further enhancing his physical strength as he cultivated the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi.

At that moment, he couldn't wait to continue cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi.

And throughout the whole night, as Zhang Yu frantically cultivated the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi, he almost trained to the point of exhaustion and then lay down, and as soon as the ritual urged him, he knew that he could train again, so he stood up and continued.

Under such extreme training, his physical strength also increased from level 1.67 to level 1.70.

"Good pills, really good pills, it's expensive for a reason."

...

So in the next few days, Zhang Yu seized every minute and second to constantly cultivate the Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi, trying to continue to improve his physical strength as much as possible before the medicinal power completely dissipated.

Zhang Yu sometimes couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Kunxu, you really turn people into ghosts. I'm actually rolling up my sleeves myself now, and I haven't heard the ritual's wailing for three days in a row."

And in this training process, Zhang Yu could feel his body almost constantly getting stronger little by little.

"After all, the full power of level 10 Scarlet Marrow Hunyuan Qi, according to common sense, is something that a senior high school student can do."

"But now it's being used to improve my physical strength of 1.7, which is like a max-level big shot returning to the novice village to level up. It's really brave and diligent."

In just three days, as the medicinal power was exhausted and his physical strength increased continuously, it actually increased from level 1.70 to level 1.87.

At this moment, Zhang Yu stood in the classroom, feeling that the medicinal power was completely squeezed out, and he sighed in his heart, becoming more and more eager for money.

"In Kunxu... it's really impossible without money."

Just as he was thinking this, the voice of the practical combat class teacher Lei Jun came over, interrupting Zhang Yu, who was still distracted.

"Zhang Yu, He Dayou, you two will spar as a group."

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned. He was almost always assigned to Bai Zhenzhen's side in practical combat class, so why was he grouped with He Dayou this time?

A king fighting a stubborn bronze? What does Old Lei mean?

Lei Jun's meaning was very simple, he hoped that Zhang Yu would teach He Dayou a lesson, only because He Dayou's performance in the recent practical combat class was too arrogant.

"Relying on the soaring physical strength to run wild, he doesn't take the practical combat skills I teach seriously at all."

So Lei Jun sent out his general Zhang Yu, intending to let the other party know the importance of combat skills and martial arts.

He Dayou came to Zhang Yu with a gloomy face, thinking to himself, "After this period of implantation and adaptation training, my physical strength should already be far above Zhang Yu's. But this kid's practical combat ability is too strong..."

Just as He Dayou was planning in his heart, he saw Zhang Yu already slapping over with his palm.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, only to find that Zhang Yu had grabbed his hand and was competing with him for strength.

"What!" He Dayou was first surprised, then delighted, "You actually dare to compete with me for strength now?"

He Dayou also grabbed at the other party with his other hand. The hands of both sides grabbed together, and with the collision of mana, they each erupted the strength in their bodies.

He Dayou roared, wanting to lift Zhang Yu up and throw him out of the boundary.

But the next moment, He Dayou felt that the other party's hands were as solid as a rock, and they didn't move at all under his strength.

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