Taking the First Round of the Foundation Establishment Exam

Under Fu Ji's guidance, Zhang Yu placed a half-burnt candle in the middle of the bench, a cell phone behind it, and two turned-on flashlights on either side of the phone. Then he picked up a power cord and made a circle around the bench.

After setting up the Ritual, Zhang Yu asked somewhat skeptically, "Is this Ritual really reliable?"

Fu Ji snorted coldly, "In the entire Kunxu First Layer, no one understands Ritual better than me. What problem could there be?"

"Even if there's a problem, it can only be that the Ritual materials you prepared have quality issues."

"Alright, now do as I say and start the Ritual!"

Following Fu Ji's directions, Zhang Yu wandered along the loop formed by the wires, while Fu Ji chanted mysterious incantations in his ears.

The next moment, as the half-burnt incense sticks on the altar turned to ashes, wisps of incredibly subtle Divine Power appeared above the Ritual.

Fu Ji shouted in a low voice, "Insects! Insects! Capture their images! Divine Power of heaven and earth, so be it!"

That faint trace of divine Divine Power suddenly revealed an eerie aura, which Fu Ji had temporarily taken control of.

Listening to Fu Ji's voice, Zhang Yu sensed that she seemed to be exhausted.

Clearly, this incredibly weak Evil God was in very poor condition, just as she had said before, to the point that she was trembling as she performed the Ritual before her.

The next instant, the Divine Power burrowed into Zhang Yu's shadow.

A roar came from the shadows.

Immediately afterwards, a small black insect struggled to crawl out from it.

After a long stalemate between Fu Ji's divine Divine Power and the tiny black insect, she finally let out a soft shout, managing to yell, "Hmph, disperse!"

The next moment, the small black insect struggled again before gradually dispersing.

Countless black runes suddenly burst forth from the insect's body, appearing before Zhang Yu like thick plumes of smoke.

Zhang Yu asked, "What is this?"

"This is the Shadow Gu," Fu Ji said wearily. "The so-called Shadow Gu is essentially a tool formed from the Evil God Power."

Fu Ji took a deep breath, and the countless incantations surged into her body, where they were completely absorbed.

Fu Ji continued, "The person who initiated the Ritual wanted to gather and transmit intelligence through the Shadow Gu."

"Then naturally we need to leave instructions inside the Shadow Gu."

"This instruction not only includes how to gather intelligence, but also how to transmit it."

"A little analysis will reveal who is investigating you."

After a moment, Fu Ji smiled slightly and said, "The analysis is almost complete. I now know how they transmit information."

"The next time you step into the Spirit Realm, I can disguise myself as Shadow Gu to send false information to the other party, and also find out who they really are."

Another thing that made Fu Ji happy was that after absorbing the Evil God Power contained in the Shadow Gu, she finally recovered a little bit of her strength.

Fu Ji thought to herself, "This way, my safety will be greatly improved when I go to the exam with Zhang Yu next time."

Zhang Yu said, "Are there any unspoken rules among you Evil God? For example, what do you do when you discover each other? Do you immediately start a war to the death? Or can you sit down and talk?"

Fu Ji said, "We Evil God are very reasonable and can distinguish right from wrong."

"If we encounter a weak one, we just eat it up in one bite."

"If you encounter a strong opponent, turn and run."

"If you encounter someone of similar strength, once you find their address, order them takeout as a warning."

Zhang Yu curled his lip and said, "As expected, you're reasonable."

Zhang Yu continued, "Next time you enter the Spirit Realm, don't alert them. Send out some false information while simultaneously figuring out their strength, location, and manpower..."

Fu Ji said, "Do you even need to tell me? Once you're stronger, and the time is right, we'll tear my colleague to pieces."

In the basement.

Song Xu slowly removed his Spirit Realm Mask, thinking to himself, "The Shadow Gu has been successfully implanted."

"Next, we just wait for Zhang Yu and the others to log on to the Spirit Realm again."

"Then we'll know what secrets you're hiding."

"If we could uncover your secrets, seize the Evil God behind you, and unleash your potential once more..."

A hint of anticipation appeared in Song Xu's eyes. "Then I'll be more than 90% sure I'll get into one of the top ten universities."

Early August.

In the time that followed, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen continued their intense training, making final preparations for the first round of exams in mid-August.

The two of them came to the live broadcast room that day to promote the new Body Tempering surgery of Xianyun Corporation together with Yu Xinghan as Spokesperson.

With a snap, the livestreaming host grabbed two pieces of muscle and threw them in front of the camera.

"Two pectoral muscles!"

Then several more large chunks of muscle were thrown up.

"Give me another eight-pack!"

"Next, the psoas, platysma, trapezius, latissimus dorsi..."

As the muscles piled up like small mountains, the livestreaming host exclaimed, "With so many of these 'Imitation Demon Muscle modifications' combined, how many can we sell in the livestream today?"

"I'll take it all for 299,000!"

"It's all the latest technology from Xianyun Corporation. No hospitalization required. I'll say it again, no hospitalization required." "Everyone, go to the clinic and have your muscles cut off, then send them to us. We'll train them and send them back to you. Once you put them back in, you'll have the potential to rival competitive athletes!"

"Furthermore, we offer a tenfold refund for any counterfeit product; we absolutely do not use any Demon Beast muscles or flesh to impersonate Imitation Demon Muscle."

"If even one piece of muscle is fake, we'll compensate you ten dollars!"

On the way out of the live stream, Zhang Yu asked Yu Xinghan curiously, "The technique for Imitation Demon Muscle today seems a bit off?"

Yu Xinghan said, "It's not quite the same, is it? Of course! Less than 300,000, how could it be the original technology? It's just a degraded version of a degraded version, used to satisfy people who can't afford the original. It's impossible for everyone to use the best stuff, right?"

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, but thinking of the 200,000 Endorsement Fee that had already been received, and considering his role Spokesperson, he ultimately said nothing.

Inside the apartment.

Zhang Yu was wiping the sweat off the floor.

This is something Zhang Yu does after each training session, at Le Mulan's insistence that her sweat must never be revealed.

Standing before Zhang Yu, Le Mulan said calmly, "Last month's electricity bill was 80,000 yuan."

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"What exactly are you doing in this room? Growing herbs?"

Zhang Yu was slightly taken aback by the question, and replied perfunctorily, "Well, some training equipment does consume a lot of electricity."

Don't worry, the electricity bill won't be this high soon.

Zhang Yu sensed the surging magical power within his body. With the aid of Spirit Vein and medicine, his magical power was growing extremely rapidly, already approaching 90 units.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "It won't be long before I don't have to do that kind of light Breath Circulation every day."

The next moment, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Le Mulan noticed Zhang Yu clutching his chest and frowned, asking, "Is it a side effect of the medicine?"

"From what I've observed, without Super Metabolism, your medication dosage over the past two months has indeed been somewhat excessive."

I suggest you take a break for a while.

"Anyway... you don't need to push yourself to the limit like that."

Le Mulan was naturally thinking, "Zhang Yu, you won't be participating in competitions or taking the top ten exams in the future, so why bother with such extreme cultivation?"

Zhang Yu nodded and said slowly, "Don't worry, I know my own body. I'm not at my limit yet."

He thought to himself, "Compared to my health, it's my wallet that's about to reach its limit. In a few days... I won't be able to afford this medicine even if I want to."

Mid-August.

The day before the First Round Foundation Establishment Exam finally arrived.

On the train heading towards Immortal Capital City.

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were silently Breath Circulation in and out, accumulating magical power, physical strength, and energy.

After half a month of intensive training, Zhang Yu's strength has once again made rapid progress, with his magic power reaching 87.75 and his Physical Strength reaching level 8.06.

Dao Heart finally broke through to level 6, reaching level 6 (18%).

"September will be here in just two weeks, and then I will officially be a second-year high school student."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "But by then, with my current level, I should be able to surpass most of the White Dragon Person are just entering their senior year of high school, right?"

Although he had achieved his goal, Zhang Yu showed little joy, because he knew that his target was no longer the ordinary White Dragon Person, but the super high school students of the Immortal Capital.

Besides his incredible improvement in skills, Zhang Yu's wallet also went on a spending spree, dropping all the way down to 50,000 yuan.

Clearly, in order to pass the First Round Foundation Establishment Exam, he didn't think about making or saving money at all.

After all, in his view, if he didn't seize the time to improve his strength and strive to pass the First Round Foundation Establishment Exam, then saving a little money would be meaningless.

"But whether I pass this exam or not, I need to find a way to make some more money when I get back."

As the train sped along, the aerial city of Immortal Capital soon came into view once again for Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.

Stepping off the train and looking up at the dark sky, Bai Zhenzhen asked, "Yu Zi, how much money do you have left in your account?"

Zhang Yu said, "50,000 yuan."

Bai Zhenzhen nodded. "I still have 40,000 yuan. Do you know what that means?"

Zhang Yu asked doubtfully, "What does it mean?"

Bai Zhenzhen said, "That means we're so poor that we're almost unable to pay our loan repayments next month."

"Also, the recent high doses of medication have started to cause side effects to appear."

"Whether it's health or finances, the pressure and risks have reached unprecedented levels."

Zhang Yu nodded slightly. Under intense pressure from loans, exams, balances, and drug side effects, accompanied by the operation of the Remnant Ox Abandoning Self Heart Sutra, he felt his blood rushing through his body, and his body becoming increasingly excited.

Bai Zhenzhen continued, "... but it also shows that our Immortal Dao Potential has been fully unleashed."

"We are now terrifyingly strong, completely different from what we were two months ago."

"We will definitely pass this first test."

Under immense risk, Bai Zhenzhen's mind was racing with the Frost Soul Ice Heart Art, and she felt her muscles, nerves, and brain becoming increasingly active.

After saying that, the two of them went to their respective stalls in the men's and women's restrooms.

As they opened the webpage and clicked the "enter" button, a large hole appeared beneath their feet, and they vanished without a trace.

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