Chapter 250: Come Forth, My Backup Potential! Assist My Foundation Establishment!

Chapter 250: Come Forth, My Backup Potential! Aid Me in Foundation Establishment!

Wang Zong's words were filled with a benevolent tone, yet Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen felt a bone-chilling cold creeping over them.

"This guy..." Zhang Yu thought to himself, "From start to finish, he never intended to let us spend this money freely."

"Even if we had scrimped and saved for months to buy a Heavenly Spirit Root, we'd still have to pass his test."

"So... in truth, from nine months ago, from the moment he transferred the money to us, we've had to have his approval, to build our foundation right under his nose."

"This guy has been playing us all along."

"No wonder, no wonder he didn't seek a True God's witness when signing the contract... He never planned to fully abide by it."

"I thought this would give us more freedom, but in reality, it imposes the least restraint on him."

Zhang Yu suddenly understood. For the wealthy clans of Songyang City, signing a contract with a True God's witness ensured its enforcement.

But for someone like Wang Yin, a superior, his wealth and power alone could guarantee the contract's execution on the first layer; having a True God witness it would only constrain him.

And as for monitoring others' accounts, freezing their funds—these undoubtedly involved illegal operations, but Wang Yin clearly had the backing of a True God to pull it off.

At that moment, Zhang Yu felt that all the cultivation resources he had amassed over the past nine months to break through to the Heavenly Spirit Root Foundation Establishment were now being tightly choked off by Wang Yin.

Suppressing his anger, Zhang Yu explained, "A-Zhen wants to keep the money with me for safekeeping before she changes her physical body."

Wang Zong advised, "Changing a physical body isn't like dying—why make it so complicated?"

"I'm watching over your account's security, no need to worry."

After hanging up, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on them.

Over these nine months, Wang Yin had constantly influenced and guided them, as if leaving chains upon them one by one.

Now those chains were tightening, each one a suffocating weight, pressing him and Bai Zhenzhen firmly into his grasp.

But the more this happened, the more Zhang Yu felt the residual bull in his mind stir to life.

Everything he had experienced today was like a thunderbolt, jolting that residual bull fully awake, making it struggle, roll, and roar.

And in that familiar sensation, Zhang Yu felt his brain, muscles, and blood flow grow increasingly active.

...

Green Oasis Tower, Floor 1111.

Wang Yin hung up the phone, thinking to himself, "That Zhang Yu kid... what is he up to?"

"I thought he'd finally learned to behave."

"Now it seems he's learned to put on an act in front of me?"

"A sudden large transfer like this—is he trying to build his foundation early? Planning some sneaky move behind my back?"

After a moment's thought, Wang Yin still felt uneasy about Bai Zhenzhen.

After all, she was the goods he had promised to his superiors, and he couldn't afford to lose her.

So he ordered Chi He outside, "Go to Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's apartment. Bring Bai Zhenzhen here."

Chi He nodded in acknowledgment and withdrew respectfully.

Soon, he led a squad into Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's luxury apartment.

He casually swiped his phone, and the apartment door opened automatically, allowing them unimpeded entry.

But after a thorough search, Chi He's brow furrowed. He called Wang Yin: "Wang Zong, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen are gone."

Wang Yin's gaze sharpened. "Dispatch men to guard all major routes in and out of Songyang City."

"Pursue them yourself. Tell me if you need any backup."

...

On the street.

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen watched the surveillance footage on their phones—recorded by the cameras they had placed in their apartment.

Seeing Chi He leading the squad in the footage, Bai Zhenzhen frowned. "Wang Yin is suspicious, just as we thought."

"They can't find us now, but soon they'll mobilize everyone for a city-wide search."

Zhang Yu grabbed Bai Zhenzhen and ran toward the outskirts. "Let's go! With the True Gods backing them, they're already tracking us."

Bai Zhenzhen fumed, "That Wang Yin... not only monitors and freezes our accounts, but at the slightest sign of trouble, he sends people to seize us?"

Fu Ji analyzed, "This guy is different from the Zhou Chechen, Zhou Yang, or Song Xu you've faced before."

"Your previous opponents, more or less, had to follow the rules of the first layer."

"But Wang Yin—after descending to the first layer, his goal is to trample it flat."

"Many of the first layer's rules are like paper to him."

"Damn... I'd say even the evil gods are more law-abiding than he is."

At that moment, Zhang Yu deeply understood why Kunxu strictly controlled the descent of upper-layer people to the lower layers.

Just one young master like this was already so lawless—if more came, who knew what chaos they'd wreak on this layer.

When the rules of the first layer had limited effect on such people, using the simplest, most direct means to achieve their goals often became their first choice.

In that instant, Zhang Yu felt as if Wang Yin were a giant beast, stalking him step by step, refusing to give him any chance.

But the greater the pressure, the faster his mental cultivation method spun, and the residual bull in his mind seemed to grow excited.

"I can't just wait to die. If we keep running like this, they'll catch us sooner or later."

As he ran, Zhang Yu dialed Deng Bingding. "About what we discussed before... I agree."

"Move now. Send all your people to Songyang City."

Deng Bingding replied, "The True Gods can only support you on the network level; they can't descend directly to join this fight."

"The outsourced personnel who can fight are currently working overtime all over the first layer. It'll take about six hours for them to gather in Songyang City and form an effective combat force."

Though Zhang Yu knew that gathering from over 20 million square kilometers of the first layer in six hours wasn't slow, given his current situation, he couldn't help but think it was too slow.

He said, "I'm in trouble. I'm being hunted by Green Oasis Group."

Deng Bingding frowned, thinking, "Has Wang Yin discovered our plan? Did Zhang Yu slip up? Or is someone on our side leaking information?"

She couldn't be sure, but she knew this wasn't the time for such thoughts.

She said, "I'll send the patrol team to cover you and buy you time."

"You have to hold on until our people arrive before making a move."

Zhang Yu said, "I have a few extra requests."

"I need what was promised to me, right now."

"I also need a secret account, and an interest-free loan of 60 million."

"And I need you to help hide my tracks..."

Hearing Zhang Yu's bold demands, Deng Bingding calmly replied, "I can open a secret account for you right away, and I'll have it protected."

"But as for the money... our budget has been running a bit thin lately."

At this point, Deng Bingding thought of Xinghuo Zhenren, who had been raking in overtime pay lately, along with the many other outsourced employees.

She continued, “The most I can offer on my end is another 25 million in interest-free loans. Anything more would require approval, which would take about five to ten business days.”

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself, *Too slow.*

“I can’t just wait for the righteous gods’ support—that’s sitting around waiting to die.”

“I need to find a way to build my foundation quickly and gain stronger combat power.”

“It seems now, the only option is to fully unleash mine and A-Zhen’s immortal potential to help me break through to the Heavenly Spirit Root Foundation Establishment.”

…

On the other side, Chi He was leading over a dozen peak Qi Refining experts, tracking Zhang Yu’s trail. A flood of surveillance screenshots, cell signal data, and network information kept streaming before him, drawing Chi He closer and closer to Zhang Yu and his companion.

Ye Mantian in the group was brimming with excitement. Though he didn’t know how Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had offended Boss Wang, the thought of the impending capture made him feel his chance for redemption had arrived.

Following the target’s movement data, they surrounded and closed in from all sides, but soon discovered that the location marked on their phones was completely empty.

Chi He frowned. “What’s going on?”

A voice from a righteous god came through his phone: “Another righteous god is covering for them.”

“But it doesn’t matter. All of Songyang City is my eyes and ears. They can fabricate some false data, but not all of it.”

“They won’t escape.”

Within the divine power network, as both sides’ righteous gods made their moves, vast amounts of data concerning Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen flickered in and out of existence.

Though this data was a mix of truth and falsehood, shifting unpredictably, it was eventually pieced together bit by bit through cross-referencing with the city’s massive surveillance network, revealing Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s escape route.

But just then, a group of Songyang patrol officers blocked their path.

“Routine check. Please cooperate.”

Chi He said, “I’m quite familiar with your captain…”

The officer replied coldly, “Please cooperate.”

Chi He said, “Then let me make a call, alright?”

“To Boss Wang.”

Without waiting for a response, he dialed Wang Yin’s number.

The patrol officers, upon hearing the name “Boss Wang,” paused in their actions, silently waiting for Chi He to finish his call.

…

Inside the sewer.

With the interest-free loan approved by Deng Bingding now credited, the secret account’s funds reached 25 million. But this was still far from the 58 million price tag for the Heavenly Spirit Root.

So Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, while moving swiftly through the sewer, kept tapping away at their phones, downloading one loan platform after another.

Bai Zhenzhen’s fingertips left a trail of afterimages as she worked. “Yu, I found another one that can give us 300,000.”

Zhang Yu, clicking on the link she shared, said, “Yeah, I just got 250,000 approved from ‘Anxin Loan.’ You should try it too.”

Last year, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s immortal potential had been exhausted, and they had maxed out nearly all their borrowing limits.

But with the acquisition of the Foundation Establishment qualification and the publicity from Oasis Group, their immortal potential had surged—exploded—soared!

Now, as they pushed with all their might, the immense immortal potential within them was continuously unleashed, converging toward Zhang Yu’s body.

Under this operation, the funds in the secret account, symbolizing Zhang Yu’s current immortal potential, skyrocketed, quickly climbing from 25 million to 28 million… 30 million… 40 million… drawing ever closer to the requirement for Heavenly Spirit Root Foundation Establishment.

But the number finally stopped at 43 million.

Bai Zhenzhen stared at the 43 million figure, frowning. “We’ve borrowed from every platform we can. To buy the Heavenly Spirit Root Foundation Establishment, we’re still short at least 15 million.”

Zhang Yu’s brow was furrowed. After a moment, his eyes lit up. “No… there’s still one more.”

“You forgot, we have a reserve of immortal potential.”

…

Inside White Dragon High School.

Yu Xinghan glanced at his vibrating phone. On the screen was a message from Zhang Yu: *I am Zhang Yu, the strongest high school student in Kunxu Layer One. I’m in an emergency and need to break through to Heavenly Spirit Root Foundation Establishment. I’m short some funds. Lend me money now, and I’ll repay 1.3 times later.*

“Psycho,” Yu Xinghan muttered inwardly, turning off the screen.

But after a moment, he still called back. “Hey? Was your account hacked?”

Hearing that it was indeed Zhang Yu on the other end, and that he really was asking for a loan, Yu Xinghan hung up.

Then, after thinking it over, he finally picked up his phone again. “You’d better damn well repay me 1.3 times.”

“This million-plus is my hard-earned money.”

…

Inside Ziyun High School.

Le Mulan looked at the message on her phone, paused for a moment, then also made a call to confirm its authenticity.

Afterward, as she transferred the money, she thought, *If Zhang Yu really succeeds in Foundation Establishment…*

*Then the materials on him will be those of a Foundation Establishment elder.*

At that thought, Le Mulan felt a slight thrill.

…

Qian Shen hung up his phone and turned to his parents. “Dad, Mom, I want to lend some money to Zhang Yu.”

“You’re worried he’s scamming me?”

“How could that be?”

“A student scoring below 550 might exaggerate.”

“But a competition champion scoring above 660, a winner of the Foundation Establishment exam—it’s unlikely he’d lie.”

“Investing in the strongest high school student under the college entrance system—I think it’s a sure win.”

…

In the spirit world.

Mo Tianyi sent a group message: *I’ve confirmed it. Zhang Yu urgently needs money to break through to Foundation Establishment.*

*Everyone got their monthly pay, right? Those who can spare some, lend it.*

*After all, Zhang Yu is a rare genius who rose from poverty—it’s not easy for him to build his foundation…*

…

Inside the protected zone.

Xiong Wenwu, who was leeching off the spirit vein, glanced at his phone. “An’an, I’ll transfer it to him. You keep your money.”

An’an protested, “I just got my salary of 2,500! At 1.3 times, that’s 3,250!”

…

Inside the temporary rental apartment.

Zhao Tianxing's mother read the content of the message sent by Zhang Yu, and her initially excited expression gradually calmed down.

Just then, from the computer not far away, Zhao Tianxing's voice suddenly came: "Mom, call to confirm whether it's real or fake."

"If it's indeed a message from Zhang Yu asking to borrow money, then lend him the money you scraped together to redeem me."

"I trust A Yu's character."

"He will definitely repay 1.3 times the amount—we need that money."

……

On the corporate battlefield.

Xinghuo Zhenren glanced at the message emerging in his eye Dharma Skeleton and said with some surprise: "Borrowing money to build a foundation? Could this guy really have fallen out with that Wang Yin from the Oasis?"

After confirming the authenticity of the message, Xinghuo Zhenren thought to himself: "This disciple of mine has some backbone."

He was about to transfer the money when he remembered that most of his funds were now deposited with his daughter.

So he sent a message to Li Xuelian: "Lend a sum of money to Zhang Yu."

(The chapter ends)