Do It

Nie Changkong grew more and more convinced that he was in the right, and his voice rose accordingly.

“Isn’t this forcibly disrupting someone’s cultivation rhythm?!”

“What if we annoy him and he simply packs up and leaves to secluded cultivation somewhere else? Wouldn’t Jingwu end up losing both the lady and the dowry?!”

On the other end of the phone, Feng Wuji fell into a long silence.

Nie Changkong’s words had indeed struck right at his weak spot.

As a martial artist, he knew better than anyone how precious cultivation time was.

Especially upon reaching such profound realms, every moment of enlightenment was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If Su Yuan’s cultivation rhythm were interrupted by a mountain of teaching duties, then Feng Wuji would become a sinner condemned by the martial arts world of the Great Xia for all eternity!

“Ugh…”

Feng Wuji let out a long sigh, his voice filled with deep regret and sorrow.

“You’re right.”

“I didn’t think this through.”

“A monster of this level can’t be shackled by some mundane position.”

“But…”

Feng Wuji was still unwilling to give up.

“That’s the Soul-Forging Spear Intent we’re talking about!”

“Old Nie, you don’t cultivate with a spear. You have no idea how much those four words are worth!”

“If an unparalleled spear intent like this can’t be passed down, if Jingwu’s students can’t witness it for themselves…”

“That would be a terrible waste of a heaven-sent treasure!”

“What a pity!”

Listening to the anguish in Feng Wuji’s voice, Nie Changkong sat in his office chair and his eyes shifted slightly.

Passed down?

Witness it?

Without disrupting his cultivation?

Those words collided rapidly in Nie Changkong’s mind.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration tore through the fog in his head like lightning!

He abruptly remembered the way Su Yu had acted in the classified meeting room just moments ago—the boy had been so miserly that he had even refused a nation-protecting-grade battle armor because of the money.

That kid was greedy!

He loved money!

As long as he was paid, anything could be negotiated!

Since having him serve as director and appear in public would be inconvenient, why not use another method?

A method that would satisfy Feng Wuji’s wish to preserve the inheritance without exposing Su Yu’s identity.

Preferably one that would also earn the kid a little spending money!

“Principal!”

Nie Changkong suddenly sat up straight, astonishingly sharp light flashing in his eyes.

“I have an idea!”

“It’ll solve both problems at once!”

Feng Wuji’s spirits lifted. “Speak!”

Nie Changkong cleared his throat, the corners of his mouth curling into a crafty smile.

“Having him serve as director would indeed be inconvenient.”

“But!”

“We can have him make an online course!”

“An online course?!”

Feng Wuji was clearly stunned on the other end of the phone.

“Exactly! An online course!”

The more Nie Changkong thought about the plan, the more perfect it seemed, and his voice grew excited.

“Think about it!”

“We’ll have Su Yuan record a series of instructional videos about his insights into spear intent!”

“He won’t need to spend much time on it. All he has to do is demonstrate some of his insights into spear-intent cultivation and techniques for exerting force!”

“Once the videos are recorded…”

“We can upload them directly to Jingwu’s internal network, or even put them on the martial arts forums across the entire internet!”

“Set a clear price!”

“Then sell them!”

Nie Changkong slapped the desk, his voice ringing with force.

“Principal, you don’t know this kid Su Yuan as well as I do.”

“Although he’s a martial arts fanatic, he has one very down-to-earth hobby.”

“He likes money!”

“He likes it an extraordinary amount!”

“As long as we tell him that recording an online course can make him a fortune—and provide a steady stream of passive income—”

“He absolutely won’t refuse!”

“That way, he won’t need to appear in public, and it won’t interfere with his cultivation. He can record the lessons whenever he has a spare moment.”

“And Jingwu will gain the inheritance of the Soul-Forging Spear Intent!”

“Everyone gets what they need!”

Silence.

A deathly silence descended on the other end of the line.

A full dozen seconds passed.

“Excellent!!!”

Feng Wuji suddenly let out a thunderous roar, overflowing with undisguised delight and fervor.

“Old Nie!”

“Most of the time, your brain is as thick as a block of wood, but when it counts, you’re actually useful!”

“An online course! What a brilliant idea!”

Feng Wuji began pacing excitedly back and forth on the other end of the phone.

“Paid knowledge!”

“Now that is the proper way to pass down martial arts in the new era!”

“As long as he’s willing to record it, he can name whatever price he wants!”

“Jingwu will cover it in full!”

Feng Wuji’s breathing grew heavy once again.

In truth, he harbored another secret yet burning desire.

Passing the knowledge on to the students?

That was secondary!

He, Feng Wuji, was the one who needed this online course the most!

He had been stuck at the Half-Step Clarity realm for a full twenty years, unable to make the slightest progress.

On Great Xia’s internal network, there was certainly no shortage of spear-intent lessons left behind by Martial Saints and even Martial Emperors.

But Feng Wuji had long since studied them to exhaustion.

Every martial artist’s path was different, and insights into spear intent varied in countless ways. The spear intent of those mighty experts was undeniably powerful, but even after studying it for twenty years, he still hadn’t found a breakthrough opportunity that suited him.

But Su Yuan was different!

He had, with nothing more than the body of a Martial Spirit, forcibly wielded the Soul-Forging Spear Intent—a peerless anomaly the likes of which the world had never seen!

That meant Su Yuan’s perspective and point of entry in comprehending spear intent were absolutely different from those of Martial Saints and Martial Emperors who had cultivated step by step.

This extraordinarily rare, perhaps even unorthodox and unconventional perspective was precisely the outside inspiration Feng Wuji had sought for twenty years without finding.

If he could closely observe this brand-new perspective on the Soul-Forging Spear Intent…

If he could repeatedly watch Su Yuan’s instructional videos, breaking them down frame by frame and comprehending the true essence of his utterly unique spear intent…

Perhaps he could use it to draw inspiration, break through his shackles, and truly enter the supreme realm of Clarity!

Perhaps he could even take that earth-shaking step forward on the path to becoming a Martial Saint!

“Old Nie!”

Feng Wuji’s voice turned stern, carrying an unmistakable tone of command.

“You’re fully responsible for this!”

“Contact Su Yuan immediately!”

“Tell him that once the online course is recorded, he can name whatever conditions he wants!”

“I, Feng Wuji, will be the first to buy his course in bulk!”

“Go!!!”

Click!

The phone was slammed down.

A burst of rapid dead tones came through the receiver.

Holding the handset, Nie Changkong sat blankly in his chair.

It took several seconds before he slowly put down the phone and let out a long breath.

The tension in his nerves finally dissolved completely.

“Whew…”

“I finally managed to fob him off.”

Nie Changkong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling, he couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from curling upward.

An online course.

Damn, he really was a genius!

Not only had he perfectly resolved Feng Wuji’s inspection crisis and protected Su Yu’s true identity, he had also found Su Yu a broad and prosperous road to riches.

“That kid…”

Nie Changkong shook his head, a helpless smile flickering in his eyes.

“Martial Saint Huo had just agreed to build him a money-printing factory.”

“And now he’s got a business selling courses across the entire internet.”

Nie Changkong clicked his tongue, his eyes flashing with shock.

He knew all too well how much the name “Su Yuan” was worth now.

A Martial Spirit who had defeated a Martial Saint of the demon race!

He had gone head-to-head with a Martial Emperor and remained undefeated!

And he had even mastered the legendary Soul-Forging Spear Intent!

These terrifying advantages, stacked one on top of another—once this online course went on sale across the national martial arts forums…

Wouldn’t every martial artist in Daxia who was stuck at a bottleneck, not to mention those lofty Martial Emperors and Martial Saints, go completely insane?!

It would sell out in an instant, without a doubt, setting off a nationwide buying frenzy!

Nie Changkong rose to his feet and straightened his collar.

He walked over to his desk and picked up his personal communicator.

Then he opened a contact labeled “Su Yu (Top Secret).”

His fingers flew across the screen.

“Su Yu, come to my office.”

“I’ve got a deal that can make us a fortune. Interested?”

The message was sent successfully.

As Nie Changkong stared at the screen, he could almost see that cold young man’s eyes lighting up with a fiery glow capable of melting deep-sea meteorite iron the moment he saw the words “make a fortune.”

…

At the same time.

Inside the ultra-luxurious penthouse reserved exclusively for Jingwu’s special-admission freshmen.

Su Yu had just finished showering and changed into a loose set of loungewear.

He sat cross-legged on the soft sofa, preparing to take stock of the resources remaining in his storage ring.

Ding!

His communicator rang.

Su Yu picked it up and glanced at the screen.

It was a message from Nie Changkong.

“A deal that can make a fortune?”

A glint instantly flashed through Su Yu’s deep, crystal-clear eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he replied with a single word:

“Deal!”

Then he stood up, snatched up his coat, and strode out of the apartment.

When it came to making money, not even a second could be wasted.