I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 20 You want my spiritual root?
"Damn it! Damn it!"

In the small restaurant, Ma Daqiang was already in a daze, now transformed into a ruthless rice-cooking machine, using this as a way to relieve his depression.

The two-meter-tall, tiger-like man suddenly felt a sense of fragility, which made Chen Yu sigh that body cultivators were indeed simple and easy to break through.

After their defenses were breached, they became extremely vulnerable. They would do whatever Chen Yu asked them to do, and they didn't react at all, even when they were dragged to a small restaurant to eat. They didn't complain at all when they ate expensive food.

Knowing that the group had spent another four thousand yuan on this meal, Chen Yu felt relieved, and even the white rice in his mouth tasted better.

Upon opening the cultivation interface, he saw that his negative emotions had accumulated to 4,000, his positive emotions were only 3,100, and the remaining positive mana to be consumed was 4,200.

Four thousand to seven thousand three, the advantage is in my hands!
Based on previous observations, both negative and positive emotions have a period of clarity, the length of which is related to the person's spiritual state.

The Fourth High School is currently dominated by positive emotions, while the Sports High School is dominated by negative emotions. As long as I continue to expand my sales channels, I won't have to worry about negative emotions.

At that time, with 50,000 or even 60,000 mana in hand, I can spend it however I want, and I'll definitely live a wonderful life.

Then, find an opportunity to go on a shopping spree in another city, and the carefree college life you desire will be within reach.

Thinking of this, an evil smile involuntarily appeared on Chen Yu's face.

"Chen Yu, your smile is so wicked. I'm crying like this, and you're not even going to comfort me."

Glancing at the sobbing Ma Daqiang beside him, Chen Yu said disdainfully, "How do you expect me to comfort you? Do you want me to hold your hand and say, 'Little brother, how much suffering have you endured? I know you're a tough guy, with a polyethylene rectum. It would take a thousand pounds of rare earth to stir up a single tear of grievance, and even I would be heartbroken to see it. Just you wait, I'll go and kill Teacher Zhao later to avenge you.'"

Ma Daqiang wiped away his tears: "This is alright. When are you going?"

"...No, you really want me to go?"

"Didn't you say that?!"

"I shouldn't have joked with you like that. You're all muscle in your head, you can't even process what I'm saying."

After venting his frustrations about Ma Daqiang, Chen Yu was in a great mood. He then began to think about how to increase his profits and make his negative emotions come more quickly, thereby increasing his earnings and gaining more benefits.

Just as he was thinking, he felt someone sit down in front of him.

He looked up and saw a fat, middle-aged man standing in front of him, his face covered in sweat.

The weather in May is a bit hot, but this person clearly has high body fat and a fondness for oily and sugary foods, which is why he looks like this.

Beside him, the sleazy headmaster, who looked like a big rat, was bent over in a "乁" shape, his face full of fawning as he faced the fat man.

Noticing Chen Yu staring at him, the head of the teaching department snapped angrily, "What are you looking at! Don't you have any manners at all? You don't even greet your teacher?"

Before Chen Yu could reply, the fat man raised his hand and said, "Director, please don't do this. You're Chen Yu, right? Let's get acquainted. I'm the principal of the Third High School. We haven't had a chance to meet before, and we even missed the opening ceremony. Let's formally introduce ourselves today."

"Oh, hello principal," Chen Yu replied.

Knowing that the person in front of him had been beaten up by Teacher Zhao three times, Chen Yu felt no respect for him whatsoever.

After all, in the world of cultivation, ability is paramount. If you, as a principal, can't even control your teachers, then don't blame the students for looking down on you.

The fat principal's face twitched, then he called over the iron golem and said generously, "What recommendations do you have today?"

"Fat...fat pig..." "Who are you calling a fat pig!" the head of discipline shouted sternly, "Believe me or not, I'll tear down this wretched little place of yours!"

"The pork set meal includes braised pork intestines, fried pork fat, roasted pork skin, and a large pork hock."

The head of student affairs immediately shut up, while the fat principal gave the head of student affairs a disapproving look and then said, "Give one to every student here. It's on me."

When it came to payment, the iron golem immediately and clearly said, "Two hundred and seventy per piece, card or cash?"

The principal gasped, glanced at his wallet, and said, "Never mind, it's too greasy and bad for your health. Everyone, have a glass of water, it's on me."

"……Oh."

Pushing the water towards Chen Yu, the principal smiled and said, "Chen, have you been busy with your studies lately? Have you been having any difficulties?"

"Principal, please just say what you need to say. I'm in a hurry to get back and arrange a blind date for my ants."

"Great! I like people like you. Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that I saw your spiritual root score is very high, but it's a pity that you awakened it too late. You only have 270 points now, which is still a bit far from your ideal university."

“Principal, you might as well be more direct.”

"Great! Someone has their eye on your spiritual root and wants to borrow it for six months, then return it. Don't worry, a spiritual root transplant is a minor surgery, and the loan will be disbursed on the same day as the surgery. The transplant will be returned to you after six months. As long as you agree, the surgery will be done immediately, and they'll cover all the costs. They can even help you with an appendectomy while they're at it."

Seeing that Chen Yu didn't respond, the principal leaned closer and whispered, "I have a connection with the other party, so I can get you some extra benefits. I'll definitely give you a surprise."

"Then translate for me, what is a surprise?"

"What a surprise!"

"So what exactly is the surprise?"

"I already told you, it's a surprise! Fine, I'll be frank, a five thousand yuan interest-free loan, you can pay it back in three years without any problem. I'll also give you a thousand yuan for nutrition expenses, and I'll write you a letter of recommendation, which will at least save you twenty points of hard work."

Chen Yu looked at the principal speechlessly, finally understanding why the principal was disliked.

He picked up his phone, searched on the platform, and pointed to the prices, saying, "Principal, there are also spiritual root rental services, but they're all charged by the day. My 91-point spiritual root costs 300 yuan a day, how can you only give me 5,000 yuan, interest-free? Although I'm not short of money, you can't insult me ​​like this!"

"So you don't want the recommendation letter? I'm warning you, I'm in charge of Third High School, you..."

"What can someone like you recommend! And what can you do to me! I shouldn't have wasted my time here with you! I've booked the whole restaurant today. You were allowed in because I gave you face by calling you Principal and Director. Now I'm not giving you face anymore! Iron Golem, show him out!"

The iron golem, which had been waiting for a long time, rushed up and threw the principal and the dean of students out.

The moment the two landed, cheers erupted from the students in the small restaurant. Chen Yu's head-on confrontation earned him a lot of applause.

Having vented his anger, Chen Yu felt much better, and his positive emotions also increased slightly, though it was still acceptable.

Outside the door, the head of student affairs rubbed his backside, about to yell and curse, but the principal stopped him.

Looking at the small restaurant filled with laughter, the principal said sinisterly, "They have Zhao Ziri and the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee backing them up, so they can't be touched for now. But it's alright, in a few days, the sports students from Changxia Sports High School will be here. When that happens, I'll teach them a lesson!"

"The principal is wise!"

(End of this chapter)