CHAPTER 20: CHAPTER 19: THEN LET ME ASK YOU

Inside the office.

"Ring ring ring!"

Jiang Ye had just left when Chen Zilu’s phone rang.

She took out the phone and saw the caller ID: "Zhao Yingluo."

"Zilu, do you still need money?"

After Chen Zilu answered the call, a crisp girl’s voice came through:

"Why did you borrow thirty thousand from me before, is that enough?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zilu’s previous ’rich’ image instantly collapsed.

She sighed and said, "Zhao Yingluo, do you think I’m like you? I don’t even have ten thousand on me now!"

"Transfer another twenty thousand to me, quickly."

The next moment, a voice of exclamation came through the phone.

"Oh my god, how are you surviving, doesn’t just one cultivation session cost more than ten thousand now?"

Chen Zilu said: "It’s not for my cultivation, it’s for a student I have high hopes for, investing a bit early on."

Zhao Yingluo sounded surprised: "A student you have high hopes for? Have you come across extraordinary talent?"

"What are you thinking?" Chen Zilu said irritably: "How could there be such a student in An City."

Zhao Yingluo asked puzzled: "Then who is it? Worth borrowing money to invest, when your own cultivation isn’t enough?"

Chen Zilu laughed: "Actually, it’s not really investing, just a bit of help."

"Boy or girl?"

"Boy."

"Oh?" Zhao Yingluo’s tone turned somewhat teasing: "Is he handsome, what’s his personality like?"

Chen Zilu rolled her eyes: "Why are you asking these things?"

"Just curious."

Zhao Yingluo giggled: "You’re a celebrity at White Dragon Martial Arts University, if word got out that you borrowed money to help a guy, that would be huge gossip!"

"..."

Chen Zilu replied speechlessly: "Stop it, I’ve almost not been back to school for half a year."

"You’ll be a junior next year, come back soon, there’s a lot waiting for you at school."

Zhao Yingluo said, then couldn’t help but ask curiously: "Speaking of which, who is that guy exactly? You’re treating him so well? Could it be..."

"See you next year, I’ll pay you back then."

Chen Zilu decisively hung up the phone.

Afterwards, she looked out the window, lost in thought.

Does she find Jiang Ye unique? She herself hadn’t deliberately intended to do so.

It’s just that she indeed saw a bit of her own shadow in Jiang Ye, which is why she lent a helping hand.

Because.

No one knows better than her how much Jiang Ye needs help at this time.

Chen Zilu rested her pale face on her hand, her clear eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence.

"Miss’s illness is truly too rare."

In the warm room, the doctor looked at the little girl lying on the bed and sighed repeatedly.

"This illness, if not cultivated it’s fine, but as soon as you cultivate, you will constantly suffer from the agonizing pain of being devoured by countless toxins and bones, even Starry Sky Martial Arts Masters can’t endure it!"

"The best way is to give up cultivation, and not step onto the starry sky martial path."

The little girl on the bed had snow-white skin, long eyelashes, her features not fully formed yet but already exquisite and beautiful.

One can imagine, once she grows up, she will definitely be an exceptionally beautiful woman.

A couple stood by the bedside.

The man had a calm demeanor, dressed in a dignified and elegant manner, clearly someone in a high position, with similar brows and eyes to the girl.

The woman beside him, however, looked nothing like the little girl, but was extremely alluring and beautiful.

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, the man’s face was full of disappointment as he turned away.

A moment later.

A majestic male voice vaguely sounded from outside the room: "Such a pity, wasting such good talent."

This was followed by a charming female voice: "Let her be an ordinary person for life, just like her mother. After all, we have other children we can nurture."

The little girl on the bed lightly trembled, quietly clenched her fists.

"I must become a Martial Arts powerhouse."

Chen Zilu returned from her memories, her gaze becoming more serene.

...

Elsewhere.

Jiang Ye walked on the road, also reminiscing.

Earlier, he had checked Chen Zilu’s talent through the panel.

[Physique: Profound Body (Upper A)]

[Talent: Tao Bone]

"Teacher Chen is actually Tao Bone endowed?!"

Jiang Ye thought to himself: "Tao Bone talent, though only one level higher than newborn talent, the difference is as vast as a chasm."

Newborn refers to Martial Bone newborn.

Whereas Tao Bone is much more than just Martial Bone newborn.

Those with Tao Bone talent, from birth their Martial Bone has extraordinary traits, such as natural divine power and divine eyes, possessing abilities ordinary people do not.

Upon stepping onto the martial path at fifteen, they can display talents far surpassing common people, cultivating at astonishing speeds, any martial arts techniques coming easily to them.

Born for Martial Arts, perfectly attuned to Martial Arts.

This is ’Tao Bone’!

It’s said that once such people step onto the martial path, breaking realms is as effortless as drinking water, with virtually no obstacles.

Of course, rumors tend to exaggerate.

But this highlights the power of such talent.

"And this Profound Body...is it a physique higher than Mortal Body?"

Jiang Ye recalled the panel.

No doubt, Profound Body must be a level higher than Mortal Body.

If Profound Body is also divided into A, B, C, D levels, then Chen Zilu’s martial talent...is truly terrifying!

Mind you.

Even the Martial Arts Class’s year head Zhang Jianwu was only newborn talent, Lower A Mortal Body.

Whereas Chen Zilu, Upper A Profound Body?

Just based on physique she’s a whopping seven levels higher!

"Teacher Chen is apparently only 19, she should be in university, why is she here in An City as a teacher?" Jiang Ye mused.

Chen Zilu’s chat ID is her birthday.

September 1, 2306.

It’s now June 2325, so Chen Zilu isn’t even 19 yet!

Soon, Jiang Ye shook his head, no longer dwelling on these thoughts.

"Back to cultivation, strive to improve myself."

What others do, is their own business.

His goal ahead was to exert every effort in the next month to improve himself.

Jiang Ye knew clearly that the reason Chen Zilu helped him was because she saw his talent and effort.

In just one semester, rising from the 25th in class to 2nd, all of this Chen Zilu saw.

If it weren’t for that premise, none of this would have happened.

...

Inside the martial arts classroom, the students had all left.

Jiang Ye tidied up his things, without staying, hurriedly walked towards the door.

Dusk was approaching, night was dangerous for ordinary people.

But after leaving the classroom, Jiang Ye unexpectedly bumped into Zhao Yingluo with a sharp-eyed boy.

"You haven’t left?"

Jiang Ye was somewhat surprised.

Li Zhichao looked at him, spoke quietly: "There’s something I want to ask you about, is that alright?"

Jiang Ye glanced at him, nodded.

The two went to a secluded corner.

"Go ahead, what is it?"

Li Zhichao hesitated a bit, then said: "Jiang Ye, can you tell me, have you taken any drugs?"

Jiang Ye, hearing this, felt rather puzzled: "I haven’t taken any drugs."

"No drugs?"

Li Zhichao’s pupils slightly shook.

"You haven’t taken drugs, then I ask you...how many drugs have you consumed?"

He asked persistently.

Jiang Ye was a bit dumbfounded: "I haven’t taken drugs either."

Li Zhichao suddenly furrowed his brows.

In his view, Jiang Ye must have taken a lot of drugs.

Otherwise it’s impossible to progress so fast.

He’s been desperately taking drugs recently, yet his speed of improvement isn’t as fast as Jiang Ye’s.

Although he’s still first, he senses that at Jiang Ye’s current pace, there’s a high likelihood he will surpass him.

Now, with Jiang Ye flatly denying, he immediately felt a chill.

Li Zhichao thought: "He can’t possibly not have taken drugs, is he purposely saying this to show off?"

"Yet with his family situation, it’s unlikely he can afford so many drugs, sustaining a semester is already the limit."

"If he has no drugs to take in the next month, his progress will soon slow down."

With this thought.

Li Zhichao looked at Jiang Ye again and said seriously: "Jiang Ye, see you next month, hope your mouth can be as tough then!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Jiang Ye watched his back, utterly bewildered: "This guy, is he alright?"