Zhang Yu's heart jolted at this point. He thought to himself, "Most of A-Zhen's assets are on her. Gambling her life on battle—how is that any different from selling her house to speculate on stocks?"
At that moment, Zhang Yu felt the determination in her heart.
"Leave your lower body to me so I can take over immediately... Is that so I can return the Spirit Root and avoid leaving any loopholes?" "She even considered that. A-Zhen really has made up her mind."
He instinctively wanted to persuade Bai Zhenzhen not to go so all-out against Kuang Tianqing. But after repeatedly sensing the firmness and resolve in her words, he understood that saying anything would be useless.
"This Top Ten League is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for A-Zhen. How could I persuade her to give it up?"
"Just like my determination to fight for first place—who could possibly talk me out of it?"
Zhang Yu sighed, seemingly recalling the days in high school when the two of them had resolved to get into the top ten.
"Along this Immortal Dao road, how many people haven't risked bankruptcy every step of the way? Who hasn't gone all out? What right does anyone have to tell anyone else to give up?" Zhang Yu shook his head and silently made up his mind. "If A-Zhen truly dies in battle, then even if I have to take on a mountain of debt, I'll bring her back to life."
Ending his call with Bai Zhenzhen, Zhang Yu continued looking at Dao Qiankun's corpse before him.
Ever since Dao Qiankun's body—his corpse—had been placed in the mourning hall, Zhang Yu had continuously tried to sense the Dao Seed on the body and copy it.
Only recently had the Dao Seed on Dao Qiankun's corpse finally stabilized