Evening.
Beside the river.
Zhang Yu's muscles were pulsing continuously, circulating Red Marrow Primordial Qi with the help of his True Spirit Root.
Ever since joining the athletics team and obtaining a competition slot, Zhang Yu had stopped training with the team in the gym and continued his solitary cultivation as before.
After all, the Primordial Pill, costing him 30,000 each, had drained most of his income, and he couldn't afford the Nine Dragon Acupuncture and related potions offered by the competition team.
In contrast, Bai Zhenzhen didn't need to spend money on such an expensive thing as the Primordial Pill, so she learned the Nine Dragon Acupuncture and purchased the related medications to try from the competition team.
