No Money to Cultivate Immortality?

"Did he refuse?"

"I see."

"No worries. You can go back to what you were doing."

After ending the call with Le Mulan, a thoughtful look flickered across Yin Jiurao’s face.

"A Foundation Establishment student from the Civil Engineering Department, and he won’t even sell his fertility rights? Not even the seed samples?"

"There’s definitely something fishy going on here."

As a professor in the Pharmacology Department, Yin Jiurao normally wouldn’t care about the genetic material of a Civil Engineering major, not even one who’d broken into the competition’s top ten as a sophomore.

But a certain acquaintance had asked her to look into Zhang Yu’s data—and had even tipped her off with a shocking piece of information.

The Nascent Soul disciple Wen Wuya from Heavenly Sword Sect University was Zhang Yu’s dual cultivation partner.