You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 28 - 18 The Celestial Martial Performance Map

In the gaze of the guests, a tall woman slowly approached with the crowd's attention.

Her silver hair reflected a metallic luster.

Zhang Yu guessed whether this beautiful hair was a Magic Corpse? Wondering how much one strand of hair would be worth.

The woman's red evening dress was full of fiery traces, like clusters of flames leaping around, emitting a powerful mana wave.

Zhao Tianxing thought that this dress itself seemed like a magic treasure, probably worth a fortune.

Meanwhile, Zhou Tianyi, covered like a layer of gold leaf, the director of the Immortal Rhythm Group, proactively approached Li Xuelian.

Then two other wealthy Foundation Establishment Stage individuals also joined

the conversation between the two.

Around them gathered numerous wealthy elites, eager to chat with the four and make an impression.

But there wasn't much

time given to those people, as Li Xuelian, after exchanging a few words with the three, moved to the curtain before the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to the exhibition today."

Amidst the applause, Li Xuelian smiled slightly and continued, "In this moment filled with creativity and inspiration, we gather together..."

Listening to Li Xuelian speaking, Zhang Yu yawned boredly, contemplating if he should take this time to cultivate his Qi Breathing.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted, thinking to himself that he had been more diligent in cultivation recently; unsure if it was due to being forced by ritual power or subtly influenced by this world and society.

Fortunately, Li Xuelian's speech wasn't long, and as Zhang Yu pondered, she began to talk about the topic most interesting to the many cultivation talents present.

Li Xuelian: "Over the years, my father has been looking to find a disciple to inherit his mantle, passing on a lifetime of martial arts and Daoism."

"Unfortunately, he has high requirements and hasn't found a disciple truly meeting his criteria after years of searching."

"So he personally drew this Celestial Martial Arts Illustration and hid a set of martial arts within it."

"If a young hero under 20 can master the martial arts within, my father is willing to accept them as a disciple and cultivate them fully up to a top university."

"However, this painting contains a strand of my father's Martial Arts Intent, observing this painting will be impacted by this intent, posing a risk of harming your Dao Heart."

"During the following comprehension process, please proceed according to your ability, to avoid being harmed by the Martial Arts Intent within..."

With Li Xuelian's introduction, her palm slowly unveiled the curtain, revealing the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration behind it.

Within the over two-meter-high frame, a blurry figure slowly emerged.

"Is this the painting by the Golden Core Expert?" Zhang Yu looked at the painting, feeling it was like someone had randomly smeared a simple human shape, akin to what a primary school student might casually draw.

Just as Zhang Yu was thinking this, someone shouted loudly: "Great painting!"

"This painting is vibrant, the brushwork dynamic, Master Xinghuo's work indeed reaches the pinnacle, leaving me in awe."

Immediately, others followed along with compliments: "So beautiful, this painting may appear simple, yet it contains profound meaning, the more you look at it, the more you appreciate it."

As more and more people began to praise this Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, Li Xuelian couldn't help but cough, interrupting everyone's chatter.

Then she explained: "Everyone, to prevent this painting from inadvertently hurting others, my father set additional mysteries on it; only within five meters can you clearly see the true content of the painting, but you will also be influenced by the Martial Arts Intent within."

"For any young hero interested in comprehending, please step closer to the painting."

Upon hearing Li Xuelian's words, those who had just been boasting immediately blushed and awkwardly fell silent.

Yet, someone had already stepped forward towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, it was Lian Tianji from Purple Cloud High School, who had just spoken with the 'bone ash box.'

"Ha-ha, let me, Lian Tianji, see what profundities this Celestial Martial Arts Illustration holds."

As Lian Tianji laughed, he swiftly walked towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration.

Seeing this, Qian Shen's eyes shifted, thinking to himself: "It's Lian Tianji from Purple Cloud High School, a fierce contender with a total score of 670 in last month's monthly exam at Purple Cloud High School, one of the opponents I need to challenge after defeating Bai Zhenzhen."

As Lian Tianji stepped gradually towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, in his eyes, the figure in the painting became increasingly clear, as if seeing a middle-aged man slowly demonstrating a profound martial art.

Lian Tianji's spirit was gradually drawn in, eventually seeing the man in the painting suddenly punch towards him across a distance.

Boom!

A muffled sound seemed to echo in the air.

Lian Tianji abruptly halted, eyes widened in anger, staring intently in the direction of the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration.

Seeing him standing still, unmoving, everyone felt that Lian Tianji had already immersed himself in the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, comprehending its mysterious martial art.

Not far away, Li Xuelian calmly explained: "To select a disciple with unwavering will and remarkable courage, my father placed a trial of confronting the fears within oneself while comprehending the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration."

"Only by firm spirit, overcoming inner weaknesses, can one comprehend the mysteries within the painting."

Hearing these words, everyone was astonished, curiously watching the motionless Lian Tianji, guessing what he might have seen.

At that moment, in Lian Tianji's eyes, the surrounding world changed, and he found himself back in the classroom, as if the art exhibit, Li Xuelian, Celestial Martial Arts Illustration... all forgotten.

And the class teacher was on the podium announcing the results of the last monthly exam.

But starting from the first place, he never heard his own name.

10th place wasn't him...

20th place wasn't him...

50th place still wasn't him...

As the scores announced grew lower, Lian Tianji felt increasingly nervous...

At the exhibition, watching Lian Tianji still comprehending the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, Li Xuelian said: "The Celestial Martial Arts Illustration can be comprehended together, any other young hero interested, please come to the front of the painting."

Qian Shen and a few classmates exchanged glances, then walked together towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration.

Meanwhile, other young participants interested in comprehending had also moved forward one after another.

Zhang Yu looked at Zhou Tianyi beside him and curiously asked: "Aren't you going to try?"

Zhou Tianyi chuckled, shrugged, and said: "I'm just here for the excitement, better not go up and embarrass myself."

Zhang Yu then turned to Bai Zhenzhen beside him and asked: "And you? Not going?"

Bai Zhenzhen glanced towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration and said calmly: "I'm still hesitating."

Zhang Yu asked curiously: "Hesitating about what?"

Bai Zhenzhen: "I don't want to find myself a master."

She thought to herself: "Becoming a disciple will surely involve signing a contract with that Master Xinghuo, basically a bond of servitude."

Bai Zhenzhen sighed inwardly: "At that point, let alone anything else... just choosing which university and major will probably be under his control, and I'd be saddled with debt; no idea how the interest is calculated..."

Hearing Bai Zhenzhen's hesitation, Zhang Yu immediately said: "Then just don't master this martial art, and you won't have to become Master Xinghuo's disciple."

Zhang Yu looked towards the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, smiled slightly, and said: "The martial arts left by the Golden Core True Man, even if practiced at the Qi Cultivation Stage, would cost tens of thousands just to buy use rights, right? Why not seize the chance to learn it for free?"

"If you don't want to be Master Xinghuo's disciple, just don't master the martial art today."

On the side, Zhao Tianxing secretly sneered, feeling Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen were boasting, yet stepped slightly away to avoid being associated with such brash ignorance.

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu speechlessly, thinking: "Pushing Yu Zi to such a mental state... just how harsh is the collection of small platform loans?"

Zhou Tianyi laughed: "Makes sense, anyway, it costs nothing to comprehend, let's all try together."

Zhao Tianxing rejected Zhang Yu and Zhou Tianyi's suggestion; just picturing himself in a security or waiter's uniform comprehending the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration in the limelight felt too humiliating.

But watching Zhang Yu's back as he walked up, he suddenly admired his audacity.

At that moment, Zhao Tianxing's walkie-talkie sounded, with the security captain scolding: "What are you doing? You're security; who allowed you to leave your post to comprehend the Illustration? Hurry and call him back!"

Zhao Tianxing, berated with sweat pouring down, hurriedly shouted while running forward, trying to pull Zhang Yu back.

As Zhao Tianxing approached the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration step by step, the figure in the painting became clearer, and laughter surrounded him.

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Turning his head, Zhao Tianxing saw everyone at the exhibition looking at him, pointing and gossiping, mocking his audacity as a mere security guard trying to comprehend the Illustration.

Amidst countless jeers, Zhao Tianxing slowly halted, awkwardly at a loss, touching his head and scratching his ear repeatedly, unsure how to stand.

Meanwhile, as Zhang Yu and the others approached the Celestial Martial Arts Illustration, the blurry figure in the painting gradually cleared into a resolute middle-aged man, finally punching towards them across the air.

Bai Zhenzhen felt darkness envelop her, and her phone vibrated furiously.

Looking at it, she found it was a debt collection message from a loan platform.

"Regarding your overdue 'Qian Bei Loan,' after multiple futile reminders, the situation is severe. Please clear the debt within three days upon receiving this message; if overdue, we'll proceed according to relevant laws..."

"Continuing to default, we'll investigate your background location..."

"Deadbeat, can't even afford this amount; will you let your whole family pick bottles to repay it..."

More and more collection messages, the content increasingly rampant, from mere reminders turning into all-encompassing insults, threats, and abuse...

Facing the unending collection messages, Bai Zhenzhen was perspiring, her body tensed until her phone ringing was heard.

Despite the incessant calls, Bai Zhenzhen hesitated to answer.

But even without her input, the phone automatically answered.

To her horror, a cold male voice emanated from the phone.

"Due to your credit fraud and overdue payment, you've committed a serious breach of contract. We've locked your location through the Sky Net; if the debt isn't cleared in three days, a lightning tribulation will descend..."

A clap of thunder rumbled.

Bai Zhenzhen abruptly looked up, seeing lightning faintly flashing above.