Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

After the sauna, Su Yue still hadn’t been able to get in touch with Xu Baiyan, and Yang Lezhi had finally come back to his senses.

He had already walked out of the pain; once he broke through to Grade Five, he’d sit down and properly ask why exactly Xu Baiyan had broken up with him.

If there was some difficulty, the two of them could face it together.

If Xu Baiyan had fallen for someone else, Yang Lezhi could also let go with some dignity.

If she was just throwing a tantrum, Yang Lezhi had decided he would keep waiting for her.

No matter where Xu Baiyan went, Yang Lezhi’s life still had to go on as usual.

Just like that, Yang Lezhi returned to West Martial, and Su Yue once again headed for Shenchu Prison.

In another ten-odd days, once he’d burned through all his money, he’d think of a way to make a trip to Jing Niao City and see if he could fleece Mo Kai for some stuff.

Based on what Su Yue knew of Mo Kai, since he’d settled down in Jing Niao City, there was no way he’d just leave outright.

But if by any chance Mo Kai did leave, Su Yue would have to change his money-making approach.

Jing Niao City was obviously no longer suitable to visit again.

His head was a mess; he’d deal with it when the time came. Anyway, as long as he could enter the Wet Realm, he didn’t have to worry about making money.

To Su Yue, the Wet Realm was basically a gold mine.

After Su Yue left, Yang Lezhi also started on his own cultivation plan.

He carefully calculated it out: if he wanted to gather enough cultivation supplies, he was still short a full 99.4 million.

Yang Lezhi was now a Grade Four and could borrow 3 million from the Martial Arts Network.

Unfortunately, because he was a student, the Martial Arts Network was afraid he’d go astray; otherwise he could have borrowed around 5 million.

Even so, it was still a drop in the bucket.

But Yang Lezhi wasn’t particularly intimidated by the difficulty.

First set a small goal—earn 1 million and then talk.

The Military Department had quite a few dangerous missions with generous pay. In the past, Yang Lezhi always felt there was no need to take risks, but things were different now.

A heavy blow had made Yang Lezhi grow up a lot.

Su Yue was only a freshman, yet he’d already been struggling and fighting in the Wet Realm, with contributions that defied belief.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang had practically moved into the Wet Realm and were fighting every single day.

And he was still in this little place, West Martial, serving as student council president and playing king of the ivory tower.

It was practically a joke.

Early in the morning, after changing into clean clothes, Yang Lezhi went straight to the principal’s office.

"Yang Lezhi, I understand that when young people have relationship problems, it hurts inside. But you’re the student council president and a role model for West Martial. I still hope you can pull yourself together.

"The student council also has quite a few activities lately. It’d be best if you could still..."

The principal also knew about what had been going on with Yang Lezhi recently.

But the school council couldn’t get in touch with Xu Baiyan either and had no idea where she’d gone.

She hadn’t even submitted a leave request; she just up and left.

It was basically a blatant disregard for school rules.

When Xu Baiyan came back, the school council would have to give her a proper talking-to.

But Yang Lezhi’s state would directly affect the normal functioning of West Martial’s student council.

"Principal, I came to see you today because I want to resign."

Yang Lezhi gave a slight smile, then placed a resignation letter on the principal’s desk.

"What do you mean by this?"

The West Martial principal stood up.

He sensed a very strange emotion coming off Yang Lezhi.

Was this kid not right in the head?

"I want to make a push for Grade Five, and that conflicts a bit with student council work, so it’s better to hand it over to someone more capable.

"The student council’s training doesn’t mean much to me anymore.

"Dongwu has Meng Yang, West Martial has Bai Xiaolong; our West Martial must also have a Grade Five."

Yang Lezhi said this with firm resolve.

"You... are you confident?"

After pondering for a moment, the West Martial principal asked.

He and Yang Lezhi’s father had been comrades-in-arms back in the day, and he’d more or less watched the boy grow up.

Since this kid was saying something like that, he probably had his own ideas.

"Mm, I’ll definitely succeed!"

Yang Lezhi nodded, then smiled again.

"Is it that you’re short on credits?"

The West Martial principal suddenly asked again.

He had inquired and learned that after Yang Lezhi returned from Dongdu City, the Military Department had rewarded him with a large amount of credits.

But the kid had very quickly spent them all.

Yang Lezhi wasn’t someone who squandered money. For him to spend such a large sum, he was definitely planning something. The West Martial principal had easily figured that much out.

"Uh... I’ll earn them myself; it’s not a big problem!"

Yang Lezhi shook his head.

He didn’t want to take the principal’s money for nothing. From childhood to now, he’d already cost the man quite a lot; it didn’t feel right.

And the principal’s own life wasn’t exactly luxurious.

"I’ve got 100,000 credits here. Take them and use them first. You’re a grown man—stop with the nonsense!"

Without another word, the principal shoved Yang Lezhi out.

He really wasn’t that well-off. Besides his own cultivation expenses and supporting his family, there were also the orphans of a few fallen comrades he helped from time to time.

At West Martial, there were also some impoverished students he couldn’t just ignore.

Those 100,000 credits were already the limit of what the principal could manage.

He couldn’t help in other ways, so he’d just do what little he could.

"Principal, thank you. Once I break through, I’ll definitely repay you!"

Outside the door, Yang Lezhi lowered his head.

He had to break through to Grade Five; at the very least, he couldn’t betray the principal’s trust.

After that, Yang Lezhi packed his things, bought the necessary pills, went straight to the Military Department to take on a number of missions, and then resolutely set foot in the Wet Realm.

...

Crown Temple Valley.

Before he knew it, using a 24-hour cycle as his unit, Su Yue had already cultivated through seven cycles.

During this period, he hadn’t left Shenchu City for even a single minute; he had completely fallen into a frenzied cultivation state.

Strictly speaking, he’d cultivated seven cycles, but nine days had already passed.

After all, the Greedy Wolf group also needed rest breaks in between.

During this time, they’d also been improving; their rest had already been reduced from the previous nine hours to eight, and sometimes even shorter.