Chapter 87
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Chapter 87: Negotiating with the Evil God
Facing He Dayou’s explosive display of strength, Zhang Yu smiled faintly, having already sized up the situation.
The Competition Team is truly formidable, he thought. Their progress in just these past few days is already so remarkable. He Dayou’s physical strength is actually slightly higher than mine, but…
Zhang Yu had chosen to compete in strength precisely to test the results of his recent cultivation.
At that moment, as every muscle in his body erupted with explosive force, his muscles coalesced like a single, tightly wound spring. Muscle pressed against muscle, each fiber contributing to a terrifying surge of power that channeled through his entire body and erupted from his arms.
Amplified by the Level 10 Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi and fueled by his precise control over his muscles, Zhang Yu could unleash physical strength far surpassing that of any opponent with comparable raw physical strength.
BOOM!
He Dayou only felt an irresistible, overwhelming force slam into him, hurling his entire body backward until he landed on the ground with a solid THUD.
The familiar disorientation of his vision swam before him. The cold, hard ground pressed against his body while the pain radiated from every inch of his being.
He Dayou crawled to his feet in a daze.
This feeling was all too familiar.
Had he been instantly defeated instantly… again?
Just like the last time he fought Zhang Yu, had he been defeated again despite his vastly improved physical strength?
He suddenly raised his head, staring wide-eyed at Zhang Yu in disbelief. How can his strength be so much greater than mine? Has his physical strength surpassed my own?
Not far away, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing also looked over, their eyes gleaming with intrigue as they watched He Dayou being sent flying.
Qian Shen remarked, “Has Zhang Yu’s improved even more than He Dayou?”
Zhao Tianxing thought to himself, How on earth did he do it? How much has Zhang Yu’s physical strength increased in such a short time? It’s even surpassing the results of the special training program!
After school that day, He Dayou went to the Competition Team’s training ground and told Lan Ling what had happened.
Lan Ling frowned. “His physical strength can’t possibly be greater than yours.”
“He was able to defeat you because his technique for generating force is superior to yours. Whereas you…” Lan Ling glanced at He Dayou, then casually lifted and shook him. He Dayou felt as if he had lost all control of his muscles.
Setting him down, Lan Ling said calmly, “Your control over your muscles, especially the transplanted ones, is too poor. You aren’t even able to unleash your true strength.”
“Continue with the upcoming surgery and training. Once you have transplanted more muscle fibers and can better utilize the power of the transplanted muscles, you won’t lose to Zhang Yu again.”
***
At the same time after school…
Zhang Yu walked toward his rented apartment while circulating his Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi.
But the moment he opened the door, he froze, startled by the rag doll lying on his bed.
“Evil God?”
It was a tattered rag doll, its button eyes resembling two dark, empty pits, staring intently at Zhang Yu as he entered. It was unmistakably the same Evil God he had wished upon before.
Before Zhang Yu could react, the doll spoke. “My loyal servant, kneel before me. This is my wish.”
As the Ritual’s command echoed in his mind, Zhang Yu collapsed to one knee with a thud.
The doll on the bed cackled. “I never expected this. I truly never expected this.”
“In just two or three months, that idle pawn I casually tossed aside has actually grown into something significant.”
“If I hadn’t heard that you, a student from Songyang High School, won first place in the Martial Arts Competition, I would never have imagined you could progress so quickly…”
As she spoke, the gloom that had settled in her heart dissipated considerably.
There were two reasons she returned to seek out Zhang Yu. On one hand, his achievements were undeniable. On the other hand, she had discovered she could not return to her former life.
Once, she had stood at the pinnacle of the Evil God realm, a being who had achieved both financial and cultivation freedom. Yet after retirement, a single failed investment forced her back into the fray, compelling her to return to the front lines of work.
At first, she did not mind. If she could not remain at the peak, she would simply retrace her steps.
With her years of experience in the fraud industry, she had imagined this would be a tale of an Ultimate Evil God navigating the modern world, a max-level character cleaning up the workplace.
But the Great Sects’ anti-fraud measures had evolved rapidly, leaving even a treasure of the Evil God realm like her suffering catastrophic losses. Betrayed and stranded on the first layer of Kunxu, her strength had plummeted to rock bottom, leaving her powerless to recover.
Damn it… If I get caught and sent back, it’s all over… Who could have betrayed me?
My power is draining so quickly… My intelligence is dropping again…. If this continues… I’ll truly become a brainless toy.
And so, at this moment, she sought out Zhang Yu once more, intent on using this promising prospect to rebuild her power.
To win first place in the Martial Arts Competition as a penniless wretch? He must have unlocked extraordinary potential through my efforts.
Heh heh… I thought I would lose money on this deal, but I actually bought into a rising star at rock-bottom prices.
The rag doll grew increasingly excited, remembering that Zhang Yu still owed her a wish.
But in the next moment, she froze. Zhang Yu, who should have fallen to his knees after she made her wish, was slowly rising to his feet?
“What are you doing?”
“Are you insane? Get back on your knees! Do you want to die from the ritual’s backlash?”
Zhang Yu remained silent, focusing on the changes in the Ritual Power within him.
After she wished for him to kneel, the ritual’s chill had dissipated as he dropped to one knee. But mere seconds later, the idiot ritual started wailing again.
Zhang Yu paused for a moment before it dawned on him. Is it urging me to cultivate?
But the other wish was to kneel!
Are the wishes conflicting?
Curiosity stirred within him. So in this case… which wish takes precedence?”
He tried standing up. Immediately, the ritual’s voice roared, demanding he kneel at once.
Zhang Yu could sense the Ritual Power splitting into two streams. One urged him to cultivate immediately, while the other demanded he kneel at once.
They are indeed contradictory, he thought.
When he activated his Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi and entered a state of cultivation, all the clamoring voices ceased.
But in the end, cultivation took precedence over kneeling. Is this because of the order in which the wishes were made?
Seeing Zhang Yu stand before her, the rag doll initially assumed he had gone mad and was disregarding his own safety. But his composed demeanor immediately struck her as odd.
Unlike Zhang Yu, who had been constantly lived in the ritual’s ‘care’ for over two months and had received its constant guidance and attention, the rag doll had not immediately grasped how the ritual power worked. Though she remembered the two wishes she had made, she failed to see how the Ritual Power had integrated the plan to get into a good university, join a Great Sect, work hard to earn money, and buy the antiques in his shopping cart into every moment of Zhang Yu’s life.
However, even though she had not immediately understood the details or how they conflicted with the “kneel” wish, she sensed something was amiss and swiftly made her next wish.
“I command you not to harm me!”
But the moment the rag doll spoke, accompanied by a thunderous rumble in the air, a massive hand wreathed in layers of white Gang Qi had already gripped the doll in its palm.
The doll snarled, “I command you! Release me immediately.”
Zhang Yu’s grip loosened slightly, but in the next instant, an even more turbulent surge of Gang Qi swept forth, squeezing and twisting the doll like a training tool.
As Zhang Yu felt the shifting chill in his heart, he thought to himself, Indeed, when wishes conflict with each other, the key is their order?
The plans stemming from my sequential wishes to study, practice cultivation, get into University, and join a Great Sect have priority over subsequent wishes because of their order.
In other words, as long as I maintain a state of cultivating and studying, any later wishes that contradict this state… can be temporarily suppressed….
At that moment, Zhang Yu was using the tattered rag doll as a prop to practise the Formless Cloud Gang Qi. Under these circumstances, he realised the Ritual was not forcing him to kneel or release the doll.
Thinking this, Zhang Yu looked at the doll, who still seemed to want to speak, and said calmly, “Shut up.”
The Formless Cloud Gang Qi pulsed, gently pressing against the rag doll’s surface as if it could tear her apart at any moment.
At the same time, Zhang Yu continued speaking.
“You just said that I’m not to harm… you.”
As the Formless Cloud Gang Qi rubbed against her, the rag doll felt the pressure on her body gradually increase, as if at any moment it would truly harm and attack her.
“So that means… if I destroy this rag doll now, I can hurt you, right?”
Feeling Zhang Yu’s gaze, which was full of killing intent and fighting spirit yet utterly calm, the rag doll’s heart sank. Damn it… How did he react so fast? No, wait, could my intelligence level have decreased again?
The rag doll urgently warned, “Zhang Yu, if you really harm me now, you will surely be killed by the ritual’s backlash!”
“You should be able to feel it, right? The Ritual Power is already monitoring you.”
Zhang Yu remained silent. From his earlier attempt, he had discovered that whenever he even considered harming the rag doll, the Ritual would begin to howl.
Zhang Yu thought to himself, It seems the rule against harming the Evil God has an even higher priority than the wishes.
However, he knew he absolutely could not show weakness at a moment like this. He immediately resumed channelling the full power of the Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, radiating the desperate aura of a man ready to fight to the death.
He had to adopt the attitude of someone threatening to tear the roof down just to negotiate for an open window.
And so, Zhang Yu’s voice continued, “So what? At worst, we’ll be destroyed together. Otherwise, what’s the point of living if I have to be your servant for life?”
Sensing the fearless, death-defying aura emanating from Zhang Yu, amplified by the Level 10 Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Technique, the doll’s heart sank even further.
In his gaze, she could truly feel the burning resolve of a man willing to stake his life on this gamble.
