Chapter 214 The Most Profitable Direction in the Dark Tutoring World

Zhang Yu looked at the newly purchased Yuansha Gong on his mobile phone and flipped through the contents of this martial art.

The price of this top-notch expert-level martial art has been falling since it requires resentment during its practice, and Zhang Yu has now bought it for 500,000.

After Zhang Yu read it carefully, he decided to practice and cultivate his body according to the methods described in it.

He touched the work badge hanging on his chest and saw the four big words "Frontline Employee" written on it, which was constantly gathering the resentment surging in the air.

This thing that looks like an ID card is exactly the external spiritual root that Zhou Chechen sent over - the resentful spiritual root.

The reason why it looks like a work badge is said to be that it makes it easier to store resentment.

At this moment, as Zhang Yu channeled his magic power into the root of the resentful spirit, the entire world suddenly changed drastically in his perception.

Songyang High School, which had just been a peaceful and harmonious place, now seemed to him to be filled with wisps of black air rising into the sky. All kinds of twisted and struggling faces were filled in the black air, and roars like ghosts and wolves were heard.

“Is this resentment?”

Zhang Yu knew that the so-called resentment was a remnant of human negative spirit, which was commonly found in cemeteries, schools, and companies in Kunxu.

However, because there are enough living people in schools and companies, resentment is generated all the time, and the amount of resentment far exceeds that in a cemetery.

But the advantage of a cemetery is that the resentment there is pure, old, and of much higher quality than schools and companies, so the resentment of the dead has a wider range of uses and sells for a higher price.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "According to what Fuji said, if the number of ancestors buried in the family is large enough and the age is long enough, we can make a lot of money just by renting out the cemetery as a training ground every month."

"Alas, it's true that an old man in the family is like a treasure. Unfortunately, the original Zhang Yu's ancestors couldn't even afford to buy a cemetery, let alone save enough money to pay for the disposal of the corpse."

He controlled the root of the resentful spirit and took a deep breath, and then he felt the strands of resentment flowing into his mouth and nose.

In an instant, waves of intense anger, humiliation, regret, despair... kept hitting Zhang Yu's brain, making him feel the strong negative emotions that many poor students experience when faced with poor rankings, declining grades, insults, etc.

Zhang Yu quickly practiced the Canniuse Body and Mind Technique to resist the impact of these negative emotions, and began to temper these resentments according to the methods of the Yuansha Technique.

According to the practice method of the Resentful Evil Technique, one must first gather the resentment, cleanse the specific emotions in it, leaving behind a pure evil spirit, and then imitate the method of refining corpses to temper one's own flesh and blood, eventually creating a copper-armored corpse skin that is not afraid of swords or guns.

It took Zhang Yu several minutes to stumble through the first practice, and then he felt a slight chill coming from the palm-sized piece of skin on his chest.

He thought to himself, "If I follow the steps, I'm afraid it will take me a year or so to practice this technique before I can achieve any success."

“Fortunately, Yu Shu was able to quickly master this technique thanks to my efforts.”

Zhang Yu looked up and saw that the level of the Resentful Demon Power displayed on the Feather Book had changed from level 0 (0/1) to level 1 (2/10)

The ultimate effect brought by the High School Saint Body is that when Zhang Yu practices any Qi Refining technique, practicing it once is equivalent to practicing it three times.

This is also the reason why he has the confidence to practice martial arts madly in the next three months and replenish his martial arts saint fetus bit by bit.

More than ten minutes later, as he completed the practice of the Resentful Evil Technique over and over again, Zhang Yu's mind was like a flash of thunder, and scenes of the skin on his chest being tempered by resentment flashed by.

At the same time, he felt as if something alive was growing violently under the skin of his chest, tightly wrapping his chest like a thin film.

"The first level of the Grudge Skill is complete."

Zhang Yu slowly recalled the memories of his practice in his mind, feeling the changes in his body, and thought to himself: "Each level of the Grudge Skill is to temper the skin and flesh of different parts of the body. Finally, at the 10th level, you can practice a copper-armored corpse skin, which is like a layer of inner armor that fits closely, and the body's protective power is greatly increased."

After feeling it for a while, Zhang Yu continued to practice, intending to seize the time to push this Resentful Evil Skill to the 10th level.

Time passed quickly as Zhang Yu practiced, and in the blink of an eye it was time to go home from school and night fell.

Under the night sky, 999 silver needles flashed with electric light, piercing into different parts of Bai Zhenzhen's body from top to bottom.

As Bai Zhenzhen activated her Thunder Strike Body, she could see the electric light jumping back and forth on the silver needles, constantly stimulating her nerves and muscles all over her body.

Bai Zhenzhen could feel that in addition to the increase in physical strength, the nerves that had not grown for a long time, under the effect of the Xuan Lei electric moxibustion needle set, were like a dead tree coming back to life, and began a new round of growth, helping her to control her body more deeply, more meticulously, and faster.

If the original Thunder Strike True Body was just a second-rate expert-level body-refining technique, then after the deduction of the True Spirit Root, the blessing of thunder magic power, and now the assistance of the Mysterious Thunder Electric Moxibustion Needle Set, it has the effect of the top expert-level body-refining technique.

Suddenly, the electric light began to weaken.

The voice of the spirit in the needle box came: "The battery is low, please charge it in time."

After temporarily retracting the 999 silver needles, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Yuzi, are you ready to go to the Dark Academy to help?"

Zhang Yu, who was practicing the Yuansha Kung Fu on the side, slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

After a day of practice, he has pushed his Resentful Evil Power to level 8 (15/90).

At this moment, Zhang Yu could feel that all over his body, except for his face, a thin film seemed to have grown under the skin. Normally, this film would not affect his movements, but as long as he exerted strength, this film would protect his body like a layer of armor.

Fu Ji, who was standing by, felt the changes in Zhang Yu, especially the faint and fine lines on his exposed arms. She was amazed, "This guy's Resentful Evil Skill is improving so fast!"

"Why do I feel like he has almost mastered this technique in just one day?"

"Sure enough, after his potential was stimulated again last time, Zhang Yu's talent has become even more terrifying."

"Hehehe, good, good, good. Now that I have passed the high school foundation building certificate and reached the second level, I can enjoy the sky as high as a bird and the sea as wide as a fish."

Zhang Yu slowly stood up, twisted his dry and stiff skin, nodded and said, "Let's go."

However, before leaving, Bai Zhenzhen returned the Xuan Lei electric moxibustion needle set to recharge it.

After leaving the school gate, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen flashed and used their skills to find a place to change their shapes and faces, then they rushed towards the Dark Learning Gang's base.

…

When Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen arrived outside the park as Ma Yunteng and Le Mulan, the two cram school teachers.

The two were surprised to find that in the brightly lit park, security teams from the Xianyun Group were coming in and out, and there were constables assisting, escorting out gang members from the Anxue Gang one by one.

I only heard one of the gang teachers, who was covered in dirt and had bruises all over his face, crying out, "This is my first time giving tutoring here! It's really my first time here."

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The constable at the side snorted coldly and said, "Do your family members know that you are doing something illegal here?"

The teacher said with a sad face: "It has nothing to do with my family. They trust me very much and didn't know I would do such a thing."

"I was obsessed with making some quick money and thought it would be okay to do it once or twice."

"I really know I was wrong. I feel so sorry for my parents. They didn't give birth to me to teach people illegally."

"Just let me go, I really don't have the money to pay..."

Another old detective at the side reminded: "The names, identities, and motives of these people in the dark tutoring world are all made up. Not a word of truth comes out of their mouths. Don't believe a word they say. You will understand after you see more of them in the future."

In the distance, Zhang Yu, who was hiding in the shadows, asked in surprise, "The Dark Learning Gang was wiped out?"

Bai Zhenzhen said helplessly: "What should we do now? Should we find another gang and start over?"

Fu Ji reminded, "Don't you have the contact information of the middleman of the Dark Learning Gang, the one called Black Crow?"

"Contact him and see."

"The Dark Studies Gang is not small. Just because one campus is taken down doesn't mean the gang is gone."

Zhang Yu also remembered that he had added friends in the Kunshen world and was able to contact the middleman named Black Crow.

So Zhang Yu opened the Kunshen World on his mobile phone and contacted Hei Ya soon.

After some communication, Zhang Yu realized that there have been undercurrents in the dark tutoring world in Songyang City recently.

In particular, the fighting between the Dark Learning Gang and the Golden Course Gang became more and more serious, with various incidents of stealing syllabi, burning teaching materials, assassinating gold medal teachers, and reporting cram school points emerging one after another.

As far as Zhang Yu knows, the two gangs are backed by the Deep Sea Education Group and the Xianyun Education Group respectively.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "The fierce fight between the Dark Learning Gang and the Golden Lesson Gang indicates that the conflict between the two giants, the Deep Sea Group and the Xianyun Group, has also escalated?"

For some reason, Zhang Yu always had a feeling that since the beginning of this year, all the companies in Songyang City had revealed a sense of impatience, a feeling that the intensity of competition was escalating.

Zhang Yu temporarily suppressed his speculation about the situation in Songyang and focused his attention on the situation of the Dark Learning Gang.

Zhang Yu said, "According to Black Crow, many of the top teachers in the Dark School Gang have died as the two gangs fought each other. So they have been summoning experts to give lectures or participate in gang fights."

Bai Zhenzhen replied, "If I were to give lectures, what kind of lectures would make money now? Can the techniques I know make a lot of money?"

“I feel like I’m not making enough money just by tutoring high school students or construction workers.”

Zhang Yu asked Hei Ya, and the other party sent him a dynamic poster.

The poster shows a group of white-haired old men studying and practicing diligently. One of them, who looks vigorous, speaks out: "I am 90 years old. I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. This is the age for me to venture out and struggle."

"I want to take my 130-year-old parents to eat pre-prepared meals, I want to enroll my 60-year-old son in a cram school, I want to rent a sewer house next to the subway for my 30-year-old grandson, and I want my 5-year-old great-granddaughter to go to a key kindergarten. How can I stop studying? How can I be eliminated from the workplace?"

"In ancient times, there was a 100-year-old prime minister who recovered the country, a 500-year-old demon who was transformed into a human form, and a 1,000-year-old old lady who married an immortal."

The old man in the poster clenched his fists and shouted with fighting spirit: "Struggle! It's never too late!"

(End of this chapter)