High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

"First, Lin Yun passed the imperial martial arts exam on his own merits; it has nothing to do with me. Second, whether it's worthwhile is my business, and it's not for you, Jiang Yu, to judge. Third..."

Su Nianhe stared directly at Jiang Yu, her tone icy.

"You talk too much!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu shook his head in disbelief. He hadn't expected Su Nianhe to be so disregard for his reputation for the sake of a poor boy.

He is, after all, the young master of the Jiang family!

"Nianhe, why don't you understand? No way, I'm going to have a serious talk with you about this today!"

Jiang Yu also lost his temper.

He turned to look at Lin Yun and warned, "Kid, take your bowl and chopsticks and get out of here. I need to talk to Nian He alone."

Su Nianhe snapped, "Jiang Yu, don't go too far!"

Jiang Yu scoffed, "Is that going too far? I'm the third young master of the Jiang family. If I tell him to get lost, does he dare disobey?"

"you!"

Su Nianhe couldn't help but want to get up and shoo them away, but Lin Yun gave her a look, which stopped her.

Lin Yun looked up at Jiang Yu, a faint smile playing on his lips: "You're right, I'm after money. So if you want to take my position, it's simple, just name your price."

Su Nianhe instantly understood his meaning, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She then cooperatively stood up, bracing herself against the table, and feigned anger: "Lin Yun, what do you mean?"

"Nianhe, did you hear that?!" Jiang Yu said smugly, as if he had caught someone red-handed. "That kid only cares about money. You've given him so much, and he doesn't care at all!"

Lin Yun didn't answer Su Nianhe, but pulled up his phone's payment QR code and handed it to Jiang Yu: "One million, I'll leave immediately."

"One million?" Jiang Yu laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "As expected of a poor country bumpkin, you sold Nianhe for one million. You really did her a favor."

Without saying a word, he transferred the money on the spot.

In his opinion, spending one million to let Su Nianhe see Lin Yun's true colors was absolutely worth it.

Moreover, once Lin Yun loses Su Nianhe's protection, he has plenty of ways to get that million back.

Upon receiving the transfer notification, Lin Yun put away his phone, picked up his backpack, and stood up, walking straight to the empty table at the back to sit down.

Jiang Yu smugly straightened his collar and casually sat down in the spot where Lin Yun had just been sitting.

"Nianhe, just consider it an encounter..."

"It's a bit sunny here."

Su Nianhe also stood up, picked up her water glass, and went straight to Lin Yun's table to sit down, taking the menu from his hand.

Jiang Yu's smile froze instantly, and he stood there stunned, unable to react for a long time.

When he belatedly realized he had been tricked, his face instantly turned bright red, and he jumped up and rushed over.

"Kid, you're messing with me? Give me my money back!"

Lin Yun looked up, puzzled. "Why do I have to return it? Didn't I sell you that seat? It's a fair transaction, there's no going back on it, right?"

"You!" Jiang Yu gritted his teeth in anger, then turned to Su Nianhe, "Nianhe, money is a small matter, but how could you..."

"Then you shouldn't take it."

Su Nianhe interrupted him, her tone very cold.

"You were the one who started the insults, you insisted on sitting in the seat, and you willingly paid for it. Now you're chasing after me for money, are you trying to show everyone how fickle the third young master of the Jiang family is?"

"Go by yourself, don't force me to do it."

Jiang Yu's lips trembled slightly. He pointed at Lin Yun, then glanced at Su Nianhe's icy expression. In the end, he didn't dare to offend this eldest daughter of the Su family to the point of no return.

He was seething with anger, glared at Lin Yun, and left in a sorry state with his men.

Seeing this, the diners at the surrounding tables couldn't help but chuckle quietly, discussing how the third young master of the Jiang family had failed in his attempt to steal a chicken and had ended up losing more than he gained. They were also curious about what was so special about Lin Yun that made the eldest young lady of the Su family protect him so much.

Lin Yun couldn't help but laugh.

"This must be the landlord's foolish son, right? Come on, order a few more dishes, consider it Young Master Jiang's treat!"

"Then I won't be polite!"

Su Nianhe chuckled.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons at the corners.

Having known Lin Yun for so long, I know he used to be taciturn and like a silent gourd, but now he actually takes the initiative to tease others.

This is a good thing for her.

Soon, the waiter pushed the food cart over, and one exquisite dish after another was served, filling the air with their aroma.

The two chatted as they ate, and the topic gradually turned to the start of the school year.

Lin Yun picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and casually asked, "Are there any tests for new students at Imperial Martial Arts Academy?"

"Yes, we'll take the test after registration tomorrow, and the results will determine the first class assignment."

Su Nianhe took a sip of soup and explained.

"The teaching staff at Emperor Martial Arts School is among the best in the country. The instructors for regular classes are at least Grand Martial Masters, while the main instructors for the elite classes are Grandmasters. Since the new students are far behind, it is standard practice to divide them into classes according to their aptitude to facilitate targeted teaching."

She paused, glanced at Lin Yun, and spoke with a hint of regret.

"It's a pity you had to start over after dispersing your cultivation. Otherwise, with your original level, we might have been able to be in the same class. But it's okay, there are monthly exams every month, and those who improve their rankings a lot can apply to transfer to another class. There are plenty of opportunities."

Lin Yun nodded thoughtfully.

It would be good if there was a class transfer mechanism.

He calculated the money he had left, and the remaining funds were just enough to support his third attempt to rebuild his cultivation, and even after rebuilding, he could bring his cultivation back to the first level of the Martial Apprentice Realm.

As for class assignments, there's no rush. Let's solidify our foundation first, and then we can try for the top classes after the monthly exams.

The difference in the quality of instructors between regular classes is limited and won't cause much delay.

The meal was relaxed and enjoyable. When it came time to pay the bill, Lin Yun insisted on paying, using Jiang Yu's one million yuan to treat everyone.

Su Nianhe didn't argue with him, and said with a smile that she would treat him to a meal after school started.

Since it was still early after dinner, the two decided to enter the campus ahead of time, relying on their admission notices.

The gates of Diwu School are strictly inspected. The security guards are all Martial Masters and only allow entry after verifying the information.

As you enter the school gate, a wide, tree-lined path stretches straight ahead, with martial arts training grounds, teaching buildings, and trial areas on both sides. Everywhere you can see senior students in training uniforms walking by, their aura calm and composed, far more energetic than the martial artists of Qingcheng.

The dormitory area is located at the innermost part of the campus, with the male and female dormitories separated by an artificial lake, quite far apart.

At the fork in the road, Su Nianhe waved and said, "I'll leave you here. Message me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay." Lin Yun nodded goodbye and turned to walk towards the men's dormitory.

Each year, Diwu University has as many as two thousand new students, and there are more than a dozen male dormitories, all neatly arranged.

Following the information found on the official website, Lin Yun located dormitory room 606 in building seven.

He reached out and pushed open the dormitory door; someone inside was already packing their luggage.

The boy was of medium height and slender build, with short, naturally curly hair and black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

He was squatting on the ground rummaging through his suitcase, which was packed full of things. Apart from a few changes of clothes, the rest of the contents were vacuum-packed cured meat, glass jars of chili sauce, and dried fruit wrapped tightly in oil paper, exuding a strong sense of home cooking.

Hearing the noise, the boy turned around and grinned, revealing a hearty smile.

"You must be my roommate, right? My name is Gu Xiaoman, and I'm from Lingnan. Have you eaten yet? My mom insisted I bring a bunch of cured meat, saying she's worried I won't be used to the food at the Imperial Martial Arts School cafeteria. She thinks this place is like our county town."

As he spoke, he patted the bulging suitcase next to him and enthusiastically invited, "Want a piece? Just steam it and it'll be ready to eat, it's delicious."

At first glance, Lin Yun could tell that this person was an outgoing and lively individual.

He nodded slightly and replied politely, "My name is Lin Yun, I'm from Qingcheng. I've already eaten, please don't stand on ceremony."

"Qingcheng? I know it. It's in the southeast, right? It's by the sea. I've heard there are fewer strange beasts there, and it's much more comfortable than Lingnan."

Gu Xiaoman stood up, dusted off her hands, and immediately started talking.

"It's no good where I live. In the summer, the area outside the city is swarming with poisonous mosquitoes, flying around in swarms. When I was a child, I went into the mountains to collect herbs and was almost surrounded by a swarm of mosquitoes. My dad had to save me..."

He talked on and on about his hometown, showing no sign of being distant.