89: Virtual Connection Pod

“If you want to call him, you go. He’s probably in the president’s lounge. I’m certainly not going.” Zhu Yulin decided to be a hands-off manager. These past few days, he had “fortunately” received a few calls from Chen Qing, but without exception, they were all asking him to help replenish Cultivation supplies.

That guy is truly a big spendthrift now. He had him help purchase a large amount of resources, and after a careful calculation, it was almost two thousand academic credits!

No one below the third-tier Cultivates like this!

His Cultivation was also fast, and he consumed a lot of resources, but that was over a year to reach his current level. How could anyone be like Chen Qing, consuming so many resources at once?

Zhu Yulin’s eyes were red with envy. How much did he earn from the mission on Qi Ling Star last time?

Beside him, Li Qingshan frowned, “This isn’t right! It’s fine if his teacher is looking for him; Teacher Yang doesn’t seem too anxious.

But the preliminaries for the Youth Martial Dao Ranking Tournament have already begun. Didn’t you say everyone from your Prism plans to participate?

If he keeps not coming out, he might miss it, right?”

“Hey, don’t worry! He’s smarter than anyone! I told him that if he could get a good ranking for the school this time, the school would give him a large amount of extra academic credits. He’s more proactive than anyone. He had me contact Fu Mingyu early on, asking Lao Fu to lend him his family’s connection pod.”

Li Qingshan’s mouth dropped open, “Is this kid crazy? Or is Fu Mingyu’s family crazy? They would even send over a virtual connection pod? Don’t they use it themselves?”

Zhu Yulin shrugged. How would he know these things?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside the door. A young man walked in with a Dragon-like stride, followed by several burly men in black, carrying a huge box.

“Hahaha, I think I heard someone say my family is crazy. Let me see who is so blind?”

Fu Mingyu walked to the sofa area with his hands behind his back, pointed to an empty spot, and motioned for the big men to place the item there. Then he looked at Li Qingshan and pouted, “Why is it you again, you blind one? Didn’t you say you didn’t want to join Prism and wanted to form your own faction? What are you doing here?”

“Little Fu, you’re getting a bit arrogant, aren’t you? Watch your status. I’m third-tier, and you’re only first-tier. Speaking carelessly can have consequences!” Li Qingshan loved to tease Fu Mingyu. No other reason, this guy’s personality was too similar to his. He knew his inner thoughts too well.

“Hey, I heard you were beaten up by Chen Qing a while ago. What, are you willing to be his junior? Is this you trying to curry favor?”

Fu Mingyu snorted, disdainfully saying, “Junior my ass! This is what I prepared for myself! And it’s a benefit for the members of Prism!

I, Fu Mingyu, am not like that Chen Qing. Is he really that petty?”

“What you said is very true! I support you! That kid Chen Qing is indeed petty. A few days ago, he actually snitched to Li Tianyang on the phone, saying that I had prepared a dirty trick specifically for him in this ranking tournament!

That shady guy! How did I offend him? Spreading such rumors!

Li Tianyang isn’t a good person either, he actually said he’d be waiting for me!

Damn those two scoundrels, neither of them are good people!”

Li Qingshan grew angrier as he spoke, taking several big gulps of plain tea: “No one even poured tea today!”

He suddenly glanced at Wang Xiaomin not far away. Why wasn’t the tea girl even pouring tea today!

Fu Mingyu, however, didn’t pay attention to this but was deep in thought.

Preparing a dirty trick for the ranking tournament?

That sounds like a good idea! Should he also prepare some dirty tricks for Chen Qing?

Zhu Yulin listened to their complaints, somewhat speechless: “You two better speak louder. His Mental Energy is higher than ours now, so if he overhears, don’t blame anyone else.”

Fu Mingyu suddenly felt a bit deflated. He was most likely not that guy’s opponent at the moment. He would endure for a bit longer, then go back and find some Martial Skills that could be used to trick people.

Li Qingshan didn’t care about this. He was third-tier, would he be afraid of Chen Qing, a second-tier Martial Artist?

He, as an Incarnation of a judge, continued to enumerate Chen Qing’s various faults, spittle flying.

Not far away, Yan Ling’s ears were calloused from listening. She usually disliked others casually discussing her Junior Brother, but lately, she had heard it too much and was somewhat numb to it.

“This Li Qingshan is truly annoying! When I reach the third-tier, I will definitely give that guy a good beating to vent my Junior Brother’s anger!”

Opposite, Wang Xiaomin suddenly asked, “Xiaoling, have you reached the first-tier Peak yet?”

Yan Ling was a bit disappointed and replied, “Not yet! I didn’t listen to my Senior Brother and teacher back then, breaking through to a Martial Artist too early, which led to not being able to properly refine the non-Martial Artist limit. Now, my Cultivation is a bit slow.”

She had been at the Advanced stage of the first-tier for a long time, but she had been stuck there for several months without a Breakthrough, which was indeed a bit slow.

Wang Xiaomin stroked the little white cat playing with a phone on the sofa, then her eyes subtly moved, looking at the cat.

The cat glanced at her, then turned its head to glance at Yan Ling beside her, thought for a moment, and nodded.

Wang Xiaomin’s eyes lit up. She immediately pulled out a pre-prepared engraved crystal from her pocket. This was a crystal specifically used to record Cultivation Technique route maps, which could be bought at school.

She had engraved the body refining method the cat gave her on it a while ago.

Similar to the Nine Refinements of Divine Body that Chen Qing obtained, after being processed by the cat, this Cultivation Technique became simpler, but its Cultivation limit also decreased accordingly.

The cat wasn’t being selfish about this; it was just that ordinary people found it very difficult to Cultivate the complete Nine Refinements of Divine Body. This simplified “Spirit Body Forging Method” was sufficient.

Yan Ling took the engraved crystal, sensing the Cultivation Technique recorded within, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed: “Xiaomin, this is?”

Wang Xiaomin glanced at the others in the hall, made a shushing gesture, and whispered, “This is a body refining method. It can enhance the vitality limit of non-Martial Artists through body refining! Even if you have already broken through to a Martial Artist, you can still Cultivate this Cultivation Technique for body refining, but it will require double the time and resources!

But I think it’s still worth it!

This can increase your Cultivation speed and your future Cultivation limit!”

Seeing that she was still a bit confused, Wang Xiaomin quickly pulled her hand and led her into her Cultivation room. This Cultivation Technique wasn’t hers, and without the cat’s permission, she would never dare to let others hear it.

Zhu Yulin and the others didn’t notice their movements but were pondering the newly installed virtual connection pod.

“This thing is very Advanced! How do you use it?” Li Qingshan asked with a frown.

After installation, the virtual connection pod resembled a large, reclining refrigerator, a double-door one at that. Inside were many precise instruments, plus a helmet connected to numerous wires, making it extremely complex.

Fu Mingyu immediately stepped forward and demonstrated it once. It was very simple; just lie inside and put on the helmet.

About half an hour later, Fu Mingyu woke up from his slumber, jolting awake.

“Holy crap! It’s even more realistic than before. I was stabbed several times and almost died. That feeling of being on the brink of death was exactly the same as in reality!”