Cultivation? Ain't Got No Money For That!
Chapter 86

Transplantation (Thanks to Alliance Leader 'Lhcccc')

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"Could I also spend some money to let this poor person let me touch... touch them?"

But just thinking about touching the other Le Mulan brought back memories of the scene on the arena, and she felt a wave of discomfort. Her stopped mental cultivation technique seemed to naturally start running again to help her escape this torment.

If the original Le Mulan could still chat normally with Zhang Yu even if she felt Disgust, then after experiencing what happened on the arena, she felt a strong physical Disgust to contacting Zhang Yu.

"No, I must change my mindset and overcome this weakness."

"How can rich people be afraid of poor people?"

With this in mind, Le Mulan made a firm decision and stopped her cultivation practice once again.

"But we can't go too hard right away; it has to be a bit gentler."

"Maybe I could go and observe their training? No... watching them up close is a bit disgusting, I'll have to be more subtle."

"Or perhaps we could give up on contacting people for now and try buying a few of Zhang Yu's clothes instead?"

Just thinking about the clothes covered in the other person's skin flakes, grease, odor, sweat, and other grime made Le Mulan feel incredibly disgusted.

"No, it's still nauseating. We need to make it milder."

After thinking it over for a while, Le Mulan decided to download Zhang Yu's photos from his Moments and start by looking at photos of poor people every day.

"Once I'm no longer disgusted by his photos, maybe I can 'upgrade' and try touching his clothes."

On the way back, looking at the 5,000 yuan that had been deposited into his account, Zhang Yu first bought a set of Weighted Suit, since the original Weighted Suit had been damaged during the Martial Arts Competition.

My savings decreased by 2,000, down to less than 13,000.

After receiving the Weighted Suit at home, Zhang Yu quickly changed into it and then returned to the Unfinished Building to cultivate.

Late that night, as the 24-hour cooldown period ended, he was finally able to switch Feather Scroll's Specialization to Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi.

It's on.

This Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi has only one move, but it requires the coordination of all the muscles in the body, with every muscle and tendon stretching or contracting simultaneously, demanding an extremely high level of physical control from the practitioner.

But for Zhang Yu...

"Disaster?"

"The more difficult, the better. Otherwise, how can the difference in talent between me and others be demonstrated?"

Zhang Yu stood still, feet shoulder-width apart, arms hanging naturally at his sides, and then began to exercise all the muscles and tendons in his body according to the instructions in the Electronic Manual.

But on his first attempt, he couldn't possibly do it. He felt completely disorganized, with his leg muscles and the tendons in his hands showing.

If it were the original Zhang Yu, if he wanted to learn this Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi on his own, he would probably have to train and subdue the muscles in every part of his body one by one, and finally complete the overall integration training. It would be normal for it to take several months.

But after just one rough practice, Zhang Yu felt as if he were being electrocuted all over his body, and a flood of memories and experiences, all about how to control his muscles, rushed into his mind.

The Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi has been successfully cultivated!

At that moment, he felt that his control over all his muscles and tendons had reached an unprecedented level.

Inside the Unfinished Building.

As Zhang Yu exerted his strength again, a loud bang seemed to come from inside his body, the sound of all his muscles and tendons stretching and working together.

In that instant, Zhang Yu's body rose several inches higher, as if a ball had been inflated by air, and that air was the force generated by his muscles.

"Too easy, let's try again."

Zhang Yu was overjoyed and exerted his strength again. With each contraction of his muscles, his Qi and Blood and qi grew hotter and hotter, and a wisp of white vapor rose from his body in the cold night.

He knew this was the effect of the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi, which used the muscles and tendons of the whole body to drive the Qi and Blood, and used the Qi and Blood to drive the bone marrow, ultimately strengthening the muscles and bones and increasing Physical Strength and explosive power.

In the blink of an eye, after 10 consecutive bursts of power, he raised his Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi to Level 2.

But Zhang Yu also felt a surge of exhaustion throughout his body, as if he had just fought another great battle with Song Hailong.

"Body Refining Cultivation Method are indeed more time-consuming to practice than combat Cultivation Method."

"Each practice of this Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi for Body Tempering is like the entire body's flesh and blood unleashing its full power, which consumes a lot of physical strength."

Zhang Yu had no choice but to sit down, focusing on cultivating his inner strength and improving his Dao Heart while also trying to recover his physical power.

More than half an hour later, feeling that he had regained his strength, he stood up again and began cultivating the Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi once more.

In the blink of an eye, a night had passed. Although he had to rest for a while after every ten or so training sessions, Zhang Yu still managed to intermittently raise his Scarlet Marrow Primordial Qi to level 6 (43/60).

At that moment, Zhang Yu's body trembled, and his Qi and Blood and qi surged, as if a wave of energy was bursting forth.

Zhang Yu let out a long breath and felt a wave of weakness wash over him.

"Worn out."

"I'm starving!"

Songyang High School.

In the cafeteria, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were eating the Synthetic Food with gusto.

As for their past disdain, they can only say "it's actually delicious" now.

After all, the Synthetic Food Synthetic Food of today are not as unpalatable as those of the past, and they are cheap, convenient, and nutritious, making them perfect for Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, who are now focusing on Body Tempering.

But compared to Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, who were enjoying their food, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing in front of them looked gloomy and had lost their appetite.

Just because they attended a tutoring session for the Physical Competition Team after school yesterday, and after signing various confidentiality agreements, they finally learned what the Special Training Program was all about.

At this moment, Zhao Tianxing felt a sense of suffocation whenever he recalled what he had learned yesterday.

The so-called Special Training Program involves older students providing muscle fibers, which are then transplanted into younger students using Songyang High School's advanced Immortal Dao Technique, where they fuse with the original muscle fibers.

With the support of this Immortal Dao Technique, not only can the Physical Strength be immediately enhanced after fusion, but the fused muscles can also continue to be cultivated, continuously improving the Physical Strength.

In other words... by transplanting muscle fibers from second-year high school students into Zhao Tianxing and his group, and integrating them with their original muscle fibers, they can gradually acquire some of the powerful physiques that their second-year seniors have cultivated for an extra year.

To put it another way... it means that first-year high school students can buy meat from poor second-year high school students, and second-year high school students can buy meat from poor third-year high school students.

This was the Special Training Program, a program that Zhao Tianxing found incredibly cruel and brutal.

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He was particularly shocked when he saw the price list yesterday.

The names of high school sophomores, along with the numerical values and prices for different muscle groups such as the trapezius, deltoid, supraspinatus, and biceps, were all lined up in rows, looking just like a restaurant menu.

Zhao Tianxing even spotted Shuang Youpeng, the former top student in his grade, on the list.

All of this made Zhao Tianxing feel like he was about to have a mental breakdown.

He still remembered his conversation with Qian Shen and Lan Ling.

Lan Ling, the Physical First in his second year of high school, is also a member of the Physical Competition Team and one of the implementers of the Special Training Program.

In contrast, Wang Hai was only responsible for the daily training of the Competition Team. He had no say in the Special Training Program and only gained the title of "Ace Physical Education Teacher" because of the Competition Team's performance.

Zhao Tianxing: "If we buy their meat, what will happen to them?"

Lan Ling said calmly, "Don't worry, we'll leave them some roots. They can grow back by eating and exercising."

Zhao Tianxing's breathing quickened. "Just keep growing flesh, cutting flesh, growing flesh, cutting flesh... isn't this just like cattle and sheep?"

Lan Ling laughed and said, "Humans are still much more expensive than cattle and sheep, so they can make a profit at this price."

"This isn't about the price," Qian Shen couldn't help but say. "Buying meat directly like this is basically paying for Physical Strength, like paying for athletic performance points!"

Lan Ling, however, said matter-of-factly, "Yes, you could say you're buying points with money."

Qian Shen questioned, "How can you buy points with money?"

Lan Ling said calmly, "Of course you can buy points with money."

"Otherwise, where do you think your cultivation level came from? The medicine you've been given, the Cultivation Method you've practiced, the knowledge you've acquired... where did all of that come from?"

"Bought with money."

"And why do you think it's you guys standing here, and not Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen who have better grades than you?"

"Just because you're richer than them, because your parents can afford the sponsorship fees."

"Spending money means getting better grades; it means buying points."

"Sponsorship fee?" Zhao Tianxing slightly taken aback, but then, remembering his parents' recent move to sell the house, he immediately understood.

Qian Shen, however, still looked as if he couldn't accept it.

He Dayou, standing to the side, advised, "Alright, Qian Shen, that's just how this world is. Money is the most important thing. If you're worried about others finding out you're buying meat, you can rest assured. Everyone signed a confidentiality agreement under the witness of the Orthodox God; no one will tell anyone."

As the son of a school board member who already knew about this, He Dayou smiled and said to Lan Ling, "Senior, I've finished my selection. After signing the contract, the transplant surgery can begin today, right?"

To officially begin the Special Training Program and start the muscle transplant, a contract must first be signed, which naturally includes the school and Student Union's right to decide on the signatory's future university and major.

He Dayou was naturally not worried about this.

As the son of a school board member, he naturally had no restrictions on the universities and majors he could apply for.

only...

He glanced at Zhao Tianxing beside him subconsciously, knowing that if the other wanted to join the Competition Team and receive Special Training Program, his university admission would definitely be limited.

It was simply because the other family wasn't wealthy enough; they barely managed to pay the sponsorship fee.

He Dayou thought to himself, "This is just a small family, far from being part of the truly wealthy elite in Songyang City."

Lan Ling, who was standing to the side, nodded and said after listening to He Dayou's question, "From now on, a small portion of the transplant will be performed every day. You will feel your Physical Strength increasing rapidly at all times."

(End of this chapter)

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