Evening.
By the riverside.
Zhang Yu's muscles twitched continuously as he circulated the Red Marrow Primordial Qi with the help of his True Spirit Root.
Since joining the sports competition team and securing a spot in the physical competition, Zhang Yu had never returned to the team's training gym.
Instead, he continued to cultivate quietly, just as he had done in the past.
After all, the 30,000-yuan Primordial Pills had already drained most of his income.
He couldn't afford the Nine Dragon Needle Technique and the related potions provided by the competition team.
Bai Zhenzhen, on the other hand, didn't need to spend her money on such expensive items like the Primordial Pills.
She had learned the Nine Dragon Needle Technique and even purchased some of the team's potions to try out.
Bai Zhenzhen's evaluation of the team's training methods was: "After the needles, I can't eat enough, can't sleep, and can't stop. The body-refining effects are explosive! Yu, using potions is really more effective than natural body refining. You should come and try it too."
Of course, Zhang Yu knew that Bai Zhenzhen could handle the needles not only because of her high tolerance but also because of the assistance from her True Spirit Root.