Chapter 261: Zhang Yu's Influence (Thanks to 'qyqxxxxxxx' for Rewarding)

Chapter 261: The Influence of Zhang Yu (Thanks to ‘qyqxxxxxxx’ for the third alliance leader’s reward)

At the very moment Zhang Yu and Wang Yin began their confrontation.

Within the divine power network, the righteous deities on both sides were both restraining each other and maintaining order at the scene.

They seemed to be divided into two factions, sitting together in a vast conference room, with the entire battlefield displayed on the table in the center.

And at the heart of the battlefield was the fight between Zhang Yu and Wang Yin.

Meanwhile, streams of divine power crisscrossed the heavens and earth, constantly monitoring bank accounts, talismanic scriptures, live broadcast channels...

Someone on the scene had just pulled out their phone to secretly film when a message about piracy fines popped up on the screen.

Huang Zichou snorted coldly: "Do you have broadcasting rights? How dare you pirate footage in front of so many righteous deities?"

Just then, the righteous deity Mu Guiyin standing opposite spoke up: "Huang Zichou, do you still have the mind to worry about piracy? Have you thought about what to do if you lose?"

Huang Zichou glanced at Mu Guiyin and said, "Old man, last time I saw you speaking up for Ye Lingxiao everywhere, I knew you must have taken bribes. You were already siding with the Oasis Group back then, weren’t you?"

Mu Guiyin immediately flared up: "Don’t slander me! Whoever I support is for the sake of the Heavenly Court and Kunxu. If Oasis does well, I support them. In this regard, my conscience is clear."

"You’d better think about what to do after Zhang Yu loses!"

"Wang Yin was born a company shareholder, a fifth-level believer, truly gifted and talented, chosen from above as a pioneer of reform..."

Just then, Wang Yin on the field was slammed to the ground by Zhang Yu.

As Zhang Yu pulled out the Soul-Injuring Brick and began smashing it down, Mu Guiyin abruptly stopped talking, and many righteous deities on the scene widened their eyes in shock.

"How is this possible? What is the background of this poor guy?"

"An hour and a half... and he can already defeat Wang Yin?"

"Could it be a setup from above?"

Watching this scene, even the well-traveled righteous deities present all showed expressions of astonishment before sinking into deep contemplation.

In their view, a first-tier student like Zhang Yu could not possibly defeat Wang Yin.

The only way Zhang Yu could win... was if someone from above had intervened.

At that moment, Zhang Yu immediately became enigmatic and unfathomable in their eyes.

Meanwhile, Huang Zichou’s eyes flickered as he sensed the fluctuations of divine power on the scene.

"Has Wang Yin lost his patience and decided to use semi-automatic talismans?"

Clearly, at such a critical juncture, the other side could no longer uphold their earlier promises.

Just as Huang Zichou was about to act to suppress the opponent’s talismans, he saw Mu Guiyin leap forward, waving a hand to completely seal off Wang Yin’s divine power network.

Mu Guiyin shouted, "How audacious of Wang Yin to attempt to break the contract right under the noses of so many righteous deities?"

"With such conduct, I think the Oasis Group is too radical. How to reform the first tier should be carefully reconsidered."

Huang Zichou chuckled softly, about to mock a few words, when he realized he had already received a Favor Talisman from Mu Guiyin.

Looking at the number on the Favor Talisman, Huang Zichou couldn’t help but feel a solemn respect. The other party truly lived up to being a senior, worthy of his earnest study.

Deng Bingding raised a hand to silence the clamor of the deities and calmly instructed, "Everyone, prepare for the aftermath."

"The mess created by the Oasis Group will ultimately have to be cleaned up by us."

"Incidentally, it’s time to clean up the first tier as well."

"This is the decree of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect..."

...

Ziyun High School.

It was still class time.

But due to the decisive battle between Zhang Yu and Wang Yin, both teachers and students seemed somewhat distracted.

So during martial arts class, the teacher simply played the live broadcast, commenting on it while the students watched.

"Boss Wang is so rich! I heard the overtime pay under him is the highest in all of Songyang. It would be great to work under him after graduation."

"What Boss Wang says makes so much sense. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have known our purchasing power here is so strong, and things are actually quite cheap."

"He even wants to open a nurturing ground to support mortals? I never expected someone so rich to be so kind-hearted."

Le Mulan listened to the whispers of her classmates around her, her expression showing no surprise.

After all, being rich meant being handsome, powerful, and excellent in every way—a notion she had been exposed to since childhood.

But for some reason, as she watched the two sides battling on the screen, she couldn’t help but feel a faint glimmer of hope, no matter how slim it seemed.

She wanted Zhang Yu to win.

"Why?"

"The rich defeating the poor... isn’t that how it should be?"

"Why do I hope for the poor to win?"

"Is it because..." Le Mulan murmured in her heart, "In front of Wang Yin, I’m not much different from Zhang Yu—just another poor person?"

"Is this how it feels to be poor?"

"Helpless... hopeless... with no chance of victory... at the mercy of others..."

"Is being poor really this painful?"

While the students below whispered among themselves, the teacher above commented, "Watch this battle carefully. It’s rare to see someone as wealthy as Boss Wang take action in the first tier, even once in decades."

"Students with the means can rewatch it later."

"After all, the fight will likely end quickly. Zhang Yu should be defeated soon."

"Your homework today is to write a reflection after watching, analyzing the reasons for Zhang Yu’s defeat..."

As Lian Tianji listened to the teacher’s analysis, his face grew increasingly grim, like a gambler who had lost everything: "It’s over, it’s all over. After Zhang Yu loses, will he still be able to repay the money?"

Just then, on the screen, Zhang Yu violently lifted Wang Yin and slammed him into the ground again and again.

With each impact in the video, with each strange sound of the Soul-Injuring Brick smashing against Wang Yin’s head, the entire classroom gradually fell silent.

But the way everyone looked at the screen seemed different from before.

Could someone as lofty and wealthy as Wang Yin, an upper-tier elite, really be defeated by someone from the first tier?

Lian Tianji suddenly jumped up, feeling as though he had been given a powerful push on his path to immortality by Zhang Yu.

...

Inside Songyang High School.

The students were also watching the live broadcast of the battle.

As they watched Zhang Yu pick up the Soul-Injuring Brick and smash it against Wang Yin’s head—once, twice, again and again—they felt as though the entire world was shaking.

Each blow seemed not only to land on Wang Yin’s head but also to strike deep into their own hearts.

Watching Wang Yin finally collapse to the ground, motionless, Qian Shen felt an overwhelming sense of shock.

"Zhang Yu, the strongest high school student in the first tier under the complete college entrance examination system, can even defeat top students from the upper tiers."

"What does this signify?"

Qian Shen slapped the square box in front of him excitedly, exclaiming, "This proves that the college entrance exam system truly spans multiple layers of Kunxu!"

"As long as we become the strongest within this system, those of us below won't be inferior to those above."

Zhao Tianxing's voice came from the square box, "Old Qian, be careful! Don't slap me to death."

Qian Shen apologized repeatedly, then reassured him, "Old Zhao, I'll take you to the office soon and help you fill out the transfer application form."

"Don't worry either. The college entrance exam system is so perfect. Since soul cultivators are also part of this system, it means this path is definitely viable."

"Study hard after you transfer to Mangshan High School. In the future, you might not be any worse off than regular high school students."

...

Inside Red Tower High School, numerous demon-descendant students listened to Wang Yin's propaganda with complex expressions on their faces.

Xiong Wenwu thought to himself, "So that's how it is... No wonder so many breeding bases in the reserve are being shut down."

"It turns out the Oasis Group plans to stop breeding demons and start breeding humans instead."

"If that's the case... will first-layer demon descendants gradually disappear in the future?"

At this thought, Xiong Wenwu's expression darkened slightly.

It wasn't until he watched Zhang Yu smashing Wang Yin brick by brick until he could no longer resist that Xiong Wenwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking down at his vibrating phone, he saw a message from An'an.

An'an: Wenwu, look quickly! Zhang Yu won!

An'an: Does this mean our jobs are safe now?

An'an: Without the influence of the Oasis Group, the reserve will continue breeding demon descendants in the future, right?

...

Deng Bingding's consciousness wandered through a vast network of divine power in the first layer.

Countless pieces of information flowed before her.

There were comments from the internet.

Bullet comments from videos.

Data on likes, plays, and shares.

Even conversations collected through microphones on various devices like phones and computers...

From this massive amount of information, she could sense the impact and trends of change across the entire first layer of Kunxu after the battle between Zhang Yu and Wang Yin.

"The wealthy will join forces to push down the wall, completely devouring the Oasis Group."

"Some families will rise, while others will fall."

"And the students..."

"Mortals who haven't yet entered high school, inspired by Zhang Yu and intimidated by Wang Yin, have made firm resolutions to strive even harder to get into high school."

"Students already in high school, also inspired by Zhang Yu, want to study more diligently."

Deng Bingding thought to herself, "Over the next few years, as long as we keep promoting Zhang Yu, it will likely inspire many students, right?"

This wandering deity understood very well that with limited spots, everyone working harder wouldn't increase the number of students entering high school or ascending to the second layer.

Deng Bingding sighed inwardly, "Their efforts might not necessarily lead to better lives for them."

"But at least their hard work can make the first layer more prosperous and provide more excellent resources for the layers above."

At this thought, Deng Bingding couldn't help but sigh again, "The layers above have truly planned far ahead."

"Using strength against strength, neutralizing and striking simultaneously, they simply and effortlessly dismantled the Netherworld Palace's reform plan, reorganized the first layer, and bought peace for many more years."

...

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu, unaware of the impact his battle had on the first layer, lay quietly on the operating table.

Surrounded by over ten doctors, he was continuously undergoing treatment.

During the battle with Wang Yin, although Zhang Yu had suppressed his opponent early on and achieved ultimate victory, he knew the process had been perilous. His body had suffered severe injuries under Wang Yin's full-force attacks.

Not only was one of his arms twisted and necrotic, but the meridians, muscles, and bones throughout his body had also been severely damaged by Wang Yin's fierce energy.

By the time he defeated Wang Yin, Zhang Yu knew he was nearing his limit.

Fortunately, with the enhancement of his Martial Dao Sacred Embryo, Zhang Yu's ability to heal internal and external injuries had greatly increased. Once he stopped sustaining further damage, his condition gradually began to recover.

This formidable vitality drew continuous admiration from the doctors treating him.

Standing nearby, Master Xinghuo also observed Zhang Yu's condition, thinking to himself, "Despite such severe injuries, he's actually recovering on his own."

"Even without medical treatment, most of his wounds would likely heal gradually."

With extensive combat experience, Master Xinghuo had endured injuries of all kinds and possessed deep understanding of the human body.

Because of this, he could now better appreciate how remarkable Zhang Yu's physique was.

"And he only built his foundation today."

"Truly... such a domineering physique. Could it be the legendary Martial Dao Sacred Body?"

"How much medical expenses would this save?"

(End of Chapter)