Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 86 True Friends

The next morning, Gao Wu found a taxi and took Shang Qingjun to the station.

School starts the day after tomorrow, so Shang Qingjun needs to go back a day early.

After Shang Qingjun entered the ticket gate, Gao Wu shouted from behind, "Sister Jun, see you at Anjing University!"

Wearing a plain white down jacket, Shang Qingjun turned around and waved gently to Gao Wu, "I'll be back during summer vacation..."

"Oh, ah... hahaha" Gao Wu gave an awkward but polite smile. He had intended to be sentimental, but ended up with something abstract.

Shang Qingjun smiled and gestured to Gao Wu with her phone, indicating that she usually used her phone to contact him.

Looking at the bright and gentle Shang Qingjun, Gao Wu suddenly felt a strong reluctance to part with her. He waved vigorously and watched Shang Qingjun enter the passage. He lingered for a while before turning to leave.

Back home, Gao Wu grabbed a large bag and packed some clothes. He found the old man and told him that he would be staying in the school dormitory from now on and would come back on Sundays.

"You transferred to No. 1 Middle School?" The old man had heard Gao Wu mention it briefly, but he had been too busy these past few days to ask, and now he suddenly remembered.

"Yes, since No. 1 High School can participate in the Qilin Cup, I'll go and broaden my horizons," Gao Wu replied.

The old man nodded. The Qilin Cup is the league's top-level competition, independently organized by each state, and held every April. It is the most important competition at the junior level.

If a high school student performs well in the Qilin Cup, they can receive trial invitations from various universities.

"You focus on your training, don't worry about me."

The old man said earnestly, "With your talent, you will surely achieve something in martial arts. Focus on yourself and don't think about anything else. And don't do hunter missions, they're dangerous and troublesome..."

"Yes, yes, I've got it." Gao Wu nodded vigorously. What the old man was saying was his life experience; although simple, it was very important.

After leaving his home, Gao Wu rode his bicycle straight to Yunhu Villa.

The security guard at the main gate was already very familiar with Gao Wu, and opened the gate as soon as he saw Gao Wu coming from afar.

"Brother Zhang, are you on duty?" Gao Wu greeted him, tossing him two packs of cigarettes.

The security guard, having accepted the cigarette, smiled broadly and waved to Gao Wu, "Yes, on duty, you're busy, you're busy..."

Once Gao Wu was out of sight, the security guard handed his colleague a pack of cigarettes, saying, "That kid's sensible, smart, and he's got the makings of something big..."

Another security guard chuckled: "He's a big internet celebrity, he's rich! This little bit of stuff is nothing to him."

The security guard surnamed Zhang glanced at his companion: "He's a high-level martial artist, a ruthless character who dares to kill even in the finals. Who knows what kind of big shot he'll become in the future? You better not talk nonsense and drag me down with you!"

The organizers did not provide any follow-up reports on the incident, but everyone knows that Gao Wu's opponent was killed on the spot.

The security guard stopped laughing. Gao Wu's ferocity was truly terrifying!
The key is that Gao Wu is only eighteen years old, a time when he's full of youthful passion. If he says something unpleasant and the other party hears it, the consequences could be dire...

Gao Wu couldn't hear what the security guards behind him were saying. He wasn't asking for anything else by offering cigarettes; he just wanted to give them a little something in return so they would talk less badly about him.

People are obliged to help those who help them. If you've received a favor, most people will appreciate it.

When he arrived at Villa No. 9, Song Mingyue was already waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor.

"I came here with my bag just to freeload on food and lodging."

Gao Wu chuckled: "My safety will depend on you from now on."

Song Mingyue glanced at Gao Wu, then lowered her bright eyes and said softly, "I'll do my best."

"Good brother!" Gao Wu was deeply moved; Song Mingyue was truly exceptional to him. Even though he had a martial arts master enemy like Wan Canglong, Song Mingyue was still willing to invite him to stay with her.

If Wan Canglong really comes looking for revenge, Song Mingyue could easily be implicated. This is truly risking her life to entertain him!
Even brothers are no better than this.

After having lunch together, Aunt Lan took Gao Wu to the No. 1 Middle School to complete the transfer procedures.

If No. 1 Middle School is willing to accept Gao Wu, then the other issues are simple, since Gao Wu is a resident of Dongjiang.

The head of the teaching department, who was in charge of receiving us, was very polite, even enthusiastic. Gao Wu is now the number one martial artist in Dongjiang!
Note that this title of "Number One Martial Artist" is not limited to middle school students. With a powerful external aid like Gao Wu joining the martial arts team, they should be able to perform well in the Qilin Cup in April.

Achieving good results in state-level competitions is extremely important for No. 1 Middle School.

The head of the teaching department promised to waive all tuition and miscellaneous fees and give Gao Wu a scholarship of 30,000 yuan. As for other miscellaneous matters such as transferring student records, he would take care of them.

In half an hour, Gao Wu's transfer was settled.

On the way back, Gao Wu said to Aunt Lan, "I'll be staying here for a long time from now on, so I'll need to share some of the expenses. Aunt Lan, I'll transfer two million to you first for food and lodging."

He freeloaded a lot of meals recently. He didn't have any money then, so he just kept freeloading.

The situation is different now. He still has nearly four million in his hands, so he can no longer continue to eat and drink for free.

Gao Wu didn't want to talk to Song Mingyue about this. Song Mingyue was shy and concerned about her image, so she was embarrassed to talk to him about money and didn't want to talk to him about money.

Aunt Lan, who manages the household affairs, knows how expensive daily necessities are, so it's the right person to talk to her about this.

He didn't really want to live at Song Mingyue's house, but Song Mingyue said it would be convenient for their cultivation, which was important for both of them.

Martial arts training is the real matter; it's far more important than his pride. If he can advance to the rank of warrior, all his current problems will cease to be problems.

Living at the Song family's house is fine, but now that he's wealthy, he can't just eat and stay for free like before. The various otherworldly ingredients that Song Mingyue and he eat every day are quite expensive. As for other consumables, labor costs, and so on, they're actually quite substantial as well.

Aunt Lan was slightly surprised that Gao Wu was so shrewd and worldly-wise; no wonder he was a poor boy who had to learn to be independent early.

Mingyue, for example, doesn't understand these things. She buys whatever she wants without considering her financial situation. Her expenses have been enormous these past few months, and she even had to sell a large apartment to barely break even.

She smiled at Gao Wu: "It's good that you have this intention. You are Mingyue's best friend. It's better for you to cultivate together and help each other improve than anything else."

"Aunt Lan, you must accept this money. I won't feel at ease staying in the Song family if you don't..."

Regardless of whether Aunt Lan truly didn't need it or was just being polite, Gao Wu was determined to give it to her.

Actually, most of this money was originally given by Song Yunhe. Song Mingyue insisted on giving him half, but he was short of money and didn't refuse.

When you have money, of course you should prioritize giving back to your good friends. This isn't about social niceties, but rather based on the most fundamental principle of fairness.

Even the best of friends shouldn't be a one-sided affair where one party makes all the sacrifices. If that happens, it becomes a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship, and there's no room for talk of personal independence... If you lose your personality, how can you be considered a friend?

If he really needed money, he sold the Golden Thunderhawk and the Scarlet Eye.

He inquired and learned that these items were expensive and considered luxury goods. Ordinary samurai couldn't afford them, and those who could wouldn't buy secondhand items.

Since he couldn't get a good price for it, he decided to keep it for the time being. At least it was still usable.

If he's really short of money, he can easily sell it off at a low price. There will always be someone who won't mind, since it's functional enough and can be considered top-notch.

"Alright. I'll accept it first." Aunt Lan didn't refuse anymore. There were still four months until the college entrance examination, and there were many places where she would need money. She would take the money first.

Let's see what Mingyue says after the college entrance exam. If she insists on not taking it, returning the money to Gao Wu is fine.

One more thing, Gao Wu is right, he only feels at ease after paying money while staying at the Song family's house.

Back home, Gao Wu didn't tell Song Mingyue about it.

Song Mingyue led Gao Wu to the backyard, which was an open hillside with two shooting targets placed a hundred meters ahead.

She said to Gao Wu, "There's no one around, so this hillside is all mine. I sometimes practice my shooting here. There are also some firearms at home; you can practice with them when you have time."

"You might not always be able to use it, but you need to know how to use it. You just got the Golden Thunderhawk, so you need to get used to its feel..."

Upon opening the bag, I found a bunch of various firearms inside. The guns were covered in scratches and looked quite worn.

Gao Wu didn't mind; he could use a pistol, but he really didn't know much about long guns.

Song Mingyue taught him step by step how to hold a gun, how to load it, how to aim, how to fire it, and so on...

After playing for two hours, Gao Wu gained a lot. He also gained a deeper understanding of Zhanbingquan (a style of Chinese martial arts).

The essence of the boxing techniques passed down by Master Song is, after all, his. If Gao Wu wants to transform it into his own boxing style, he must experience and practice it personally.

Combat boxing combines modern individual firearms combat skills, and experiencing firearm shooting is an essential part of the process.

After dinner, Gao Wu and Song Mingyue were talking in the martial arts hall. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gao Wu secretly released his Yin Spirit.

"Do you feel anything?" Gao Wu asked casually, pretending to be nonchalant.

Song Mingyue glanced at Gao Wu: "How does it feel?"

The crimson light formed the Yin spirit standing beside Song Mingyue, only a few meters away. Despite Song Mingyue's keen senses, she couldn't detect the Yin spirit.
Gao Wu was somewhat surprised. He couldn't find anyone else, so he could only ask Song Mingyue to test him. Given his relationship with Song Mingyue, even if Song Mingyue discovered the Yin Spirit, it wouldn't be a big problem.

In any case, it can all be explained by special talent. Given Song Mingyue's personality, she would never betray his secret, even if someone beat her to death.

When he looked at Song Mingyue from the perspective of a Yin spirit, he could see a stable and clear white light shining between Song Mingyue's eyebrows, which was octagonal and as bright as a star.

Within Song Mingyue's dantian was a ball of source energy light, faintly appearing in a seven-pointed shape. Its light was deep and profound, with specks of source energy spreading throughout her limbs and bones... This ball of source energy light was very stable, but it was far inferior to the eight-pointed star that Song Mingyue had condensed between her eyebrows.

Therefore, the eight-pointed star between Song Mingyue's eyebrows must be the foundation of her spiritual power, and it looks extremely strong...

Since the Yin spirit cannot interfere with matter, it can easily penetrate material barriers. However, since the Yin spirit can observe the source force and Song Mingyue, normally such observation must be the result of interaction between the two. What's amazing is that Song Mingyue is completely unaware of the Yin spirit.

If that's true, then the Yin God could at least act as a spy, infiltrating the enemy's lair to gather intelligence.

It's somewhat useful!
"Try releasing your mental power and see if you can sense anything unusual," Gao Wu said again.

Song Mingyue tried to scan the hall with her mental power, but still found nothing unusual. She looked at Gao Wu with a questioning expression.

"My spiritual talent has improved, and I'd like to try to interact with your spiritual power." Gao Wu didn't mention the Yin God, since Song Mingyue couldn't sense it, there was no point in telling her.

The mysteries of the Yin spirits are something he must slowly explore on his own.

Song Mingyue didn't care much about this. Gao Wu had secrets, and so did she. No matter how deep their friendship was, it was necessary to keep their own private secrets.

She asked, "What are your plans for cultivation?"

"I want to buy some more potions," Gao Wu said. He still had two million in hand, which he could use to quickly improve his strength.

(End of this chapter)