Chapter 542: Choose Your Own Immortal Cultivation Technique (asking for monthly votes)

Outside the spirit world stadium of the Top Ten League.

Zhang Pianpian looked at the student from Tianmo University in front of him and said slowly: "Finally... we meet."

The other party laughed and said, "I can sense that you have a unique scent. After eating you, I can get closer to the God Emperor."

Zhang Pianpian said calmly, "You and I are just among countless competitors, not to mention that perhaps no one can make it to the end of this road."

The other party shook his head: "If you have so little confidence, why do you dare to come to me?"

In a moment, the thoughts of both sides fought back and forth in the spiritual world, and in a blink of an eye, they fought for thousands of rounds.

Looking at the trembling opponent, Zhang Pianpian sighed, "It's not that I don't have confidence. I just foresee that I've taken a step forward on this dead end, and I feel sad."

Not long after, the bodies of students from Tianmo University were discovered, causing another uproar.

…

Before the sword fighting competition.

Bai Zhenzhen looked at the various news coming from her eyes, and felt an uncontrollable anxiety in her heart.

"Wanfa University City was attacked by the Demon Cult?"

"Zhang Yu is offline?"

"Is he alright?"

"Damn the Demonic Cult..."

"What if Zhang Yu joins the Unemployed Cult... and becomes a useless person who doesn't work?"

Thinking of this scene, Bai Zhenzhen felt a chill, and waves of intense fear surged in her heart.

"It's okay. Even if Zhang Yu doesn't work, I can still support him in the future."

But Bai Zhenzhen knew that things were not that simple.

If a person does not work, his potential for becoming an immortal will be severely reduced. He will not be able to get a loan, rent a house, and his spiritual accounts will also be restricted.

Gradually being insulted by classmates, despised by teachers, abandoned by the entire society, becoming the lowest level of society, and becoming a wandering cultivator in the world of immortals... This is normal and will lead to a serious regression in one's Taoist heart.

Moreover, once you have not worked for a long time and your resume is full of gaps, it will be difficult to find a job in the future. It will be like falling into an abyss and it will be difficult to turn around.

Insufficient cultivation in the way of immortals will seriously affect one's lifespan and strength. In the future, one might become like a lower-school student, unable to withstand even the sword energy that one accidentally releases.

Thinking that she might accidentally stab Zhang Yu to death in the future, Bai Zhenzhen became more and more agitated.

She wanted to contact Zhang Yu immediately, but the voice of the God of Seven Emotions came to her ears.

The Seven Emotions God: "Let's finish the sword fight first."

Bai Zhenzhen suppressed her anger and said, "Why are you still bothering me with this now? What if Zhang Yu gets dragged into the demonic cult and can't work anymore?"

The Seven Emotions God: "He is in Wanfa University City, and naturally he has his teachers to protect him. If he can still be bewitched by the demon cult, it means he is nothing more than that."

Bai Zhenzhen tried hard to suppress the emotions that were constantly stirring in her heart, and said slowly: "Do you know, it feels like there are a hundred thousand volcanoes erupting in my heart right now. Angry, nervous, scared... I'm really going crazy!"

The Seven Emotions God: "Just like that, keep it up."

Bai Zhenzhen: "Damn! If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill the other party again!"

The Seven Emotions God chuckled and said, "You make it sound like no one wants to."

In the sky, streaks of crimson sword light cut through the sky like lightning.

I only heard the Seven Emotions God said: "It has come to this point, kill if you want."

"I've been wanting to kill for a long time."

Bai Zhenzhen was startled when she heard this, and then she felt helpless, and then her mood became more and more agitated.

"Fuck... this guy usually acts normal, but she's actually the craziest one!"

A moment later, Bai Zhenzhen, full of anger, walked onto the field and began to compete for the top eight spots in the sword fight.

She was seen rising into the sky like a red comet, heading straight for the location of the students of White Bone University.

Amidst the crackling explosions, no matter what sword moves the opponent used, they were all broken head-on by the sword energy surging from Bai Zhenzhen's body.

What made the other party feel even more terrified was that the sword energy from Bai Zhenzhen became more and more powerful, surging all the way as if there was no end.

At the same time, any sword moves that hit Bai Zhenzhen became weaker and weaker, as if Bai Zhenzhen was adapting to the opponent's attack at an incredible speed.

After a series of fierce fights, a loud noise exploded in the sky, and the disciple from the White Bone University fell down.

Red sword energies appeared out of thin air, like dragons with self-awareness, chasing and slashing at the falling students.

The next moment, accompanied by another earth-shattering roar, the student was protected by someone.

"The winner has already been decided, so don't..."

Before the person who had stepped forward to protect him could finish his words, the Seven Emotions God Lord laughed loudly: "You were the ones who intervened first."

Lightning-like sword light filled the sky in an instant, accompanied by a scream, and white lotuses bloomed out of thin air, blocking the attack of the God of Seven Emotions.

"Qiqing, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

…

The headquarters of Wanfa University.

Dao Qiankun watched the sword lights and white lotuses interweaving in the distant sky, and thought to himself, "The intensity of the battle has escalated again."

At the same time, he felt the shadow of half a golden elixir in his body, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

When competing with Kuang Tianqing of Tianmo University for the first place in the battle, he was ultimately eliminated because he failed to suppress the blooming of the golden elixir in his body and completely stepped into the golden elixir realm.

Fortunately, he broke through to the Golden Core realm during the competition, which was a work-related injury. After he immediately released the Golden Core realm and fell back to the Foundation Establishment realm, no one held him accountable for the unlicensed breakthrough.

But looking at the remaining half of the golden elixir in his body, Dao Qiankun also felt the gap between himself and Kuang Tianqing.

"Even with my full strength, I still can't completely dissolve the golden elixir in one go. Instead, it will leave behind a hollow elixir. If I stimulate it even slightly, I might lose control of my internal energy and break through the golden elixir again."

He thought about how he had fought with Kuang Tianqing, shattering his golden elixir time and time again. The remaining virtual elixir became thicker and heavier each time. After ten times in a row, he could no longer hold on and completely broke through to the golden elixir stage.

On the other hand, Kuang Tianqing was able to completely shatter his own golden elixir every time, showing an even more powerful strength.

Dao Qiankun thought to himself, "After only shattering the Golden Core a dozen times, I can't suppress my realm breakthrough... How is my situation any different from those ancient people who couldn't suppress their cultivation and had to break through in battle? I don't look like the strongest student at Wanfa University at all."

Dao Qiankun made up his mind that after returning this time, he would conduct Jindan Cunzhi training every day, and shatter the Jindan just before breaking through the Jindan realm to further strengthen his combat power in this area.

"Kuang Tianqing, I will never lose to you again next year."

However, looking at the direction where the battle between the Seven Emotions Divine Monarch and the White Lotus Divine Monarch was still escalating, Dao Qiankun thought to himself, "Next year's Top Ten League will probably be even more intense, right?"

…

On the other side of Wanfa University.

Jiu Tianliu from the Finance Department was observing the operation of the luck model through the Dharma body.

Looking at the changes in the data of countless students, Jiu Tianliu sighed in his heart: "It is indeed like a storm rising and a dragon and a snake emerging from the land."

"As the saying goes, heroes are made by the times. The changes of the times will attract countless people with good fortune to emerge and start all kinds of competitions."

Jiu Tianliu's mind flashed with the players who had died in the top ten leagues in the past few days, as well as the various losses and casualties in Wanfa University City.

"Many people may die, but those who remain will gain more nutrients and become stronger."

Jiu Tianliu looked at the direction where the Seven Emotions Divine Monarch and the White Lotus Divine Monarch were fighting, and thought to himself, "But the higher-ups won't allow unlimited fighting to unfold in the university."

"Is it time to make a move?"

In the next few days, the fighting between the gods gradually subsided.

At some point, one after another, the gods left the scene.

Soon after, stock prices and currency prices were stabilized again, and the financial crisis gradually subsided.

With the truce of Huashen, the spiritual veins were reopened and put into operation, rents gradually fell, and a natural disaster gradually subsided.

A large amount of spiritual coins appeared in the bank and spread everywhere like water of salvation.

Projects in various places began to operate again, many shaky companies stabilized again with the support of spiritual coins, and the unemployment wave gradually disappeared.

At the same time, a large number of righteous gods descended from the sky to support the management of various places, and all kinds of cultists were brutally killed as soon as they showed up.

In Jiutianliu's eyes, it was as if an invisible giant hand descended from the sky, smoothing out everything in an instant, forcibly ending the conflicts among the top ten, and ending this economic crisis.

However, Jiutianliu could feel that although this economic crisis was forcibly suppressed, the contradictions among the ten major groups had been completely exposed. The half-exploded powder keg was accumulating even more terrifying pressure after being forcibly suppressed.

"But no matter what, as long as the higher-ups still want to control things, even if the lower-ups want to fight, they can only compete at a designated time, in a designated place, and in a designated manner."

"So the college wars can't really break out, and the Big Ten can't really end."

Jiutianliu believes in the Finance Department's judgment on this point.

…

Return to the flying boat of Wanfa University.

Yan Qianji from the Equipment Refining Department asked in surprise, "Is the next Top Ten League going to be restructured again?"

Ye Xingli, who was also looking at the document in her eyes, was slightly surprised. "Are they planning to use the Ten Major Leagues to resolve disputes between universities? The competition will determine the distribution of benefits between universities."

"and……"

Yan Qianji couldn't help but lick his lips. "The immortal sect technique you get is no longer a designated technique? Instead, it's open to the Taoist Canon, and the winner can choose a immortal sect technique of their own choice?"

Ye Xingli couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when she saw this.

She thought to herself, "During this year's Top Ten League, there were already serious conflicts between the universities. It could be said that they were at loggerheads. Next time, there might be a fight over the immortal sect's skills."

"Now... the reward for choosing your own immortal sect technique is too great. Even a Spiritual Transformation master would be tempted and support students to grab it. The competition might even spread beyond the competition field."

Ye Xingli seemed to have foreseen that in the coming year, countless open and secret struggles would unfold inside and outside the arena.

The self-selected immortal sect skills were like bait, attracting countless teachers and students from the ten major universities to flock to it.

(End of this chapter)