Chapter 47

As golden lights flashed one after another, candidates were gradually teleported out of the Immortal Examination Platform.

Old Li stared for a long time but could not find Lin Mo among the crowd.

“Not out yet?”

He frowned, then turned to Meng Xianzhang and asked:

“According to your estimate, how long can that boy Lin Mo last?”

Meng Xianzhang replied calmly:

“Although the Immortal Examination Realm is challenging, all these Immortal Seedlings are at least Qi Refining Seventh Layer. Those who’ve been eliminated first aren’t necessarily weak—they’re mostly just mentally unstable.”

The nearby Feng Xianzhang snorted:

“With such a mindset, no matter how talented, Qing Shan Sect won’t take them.”

Old Li finally understood: these candidates weren’t eliminated due to lack of strength.

Carefully observing the teleported candidates, he noticed a hint of panic in their expressions.

Yet most of them were unharmed, their Dao robes merely disheveled.

They likely encountered danger, panicked, and tore their teleportation talismans prematurely, thus being eliminated.

Their realm scores were almost all zero.

Occasionally, a few had managed to slay a couple of demonic beasts, earning a few or a dozen points—still very low.

Wait!

Do you not need to complete the realm to earn points?

Old Li realized: if Lin Mo and Ye Chen could hold out longer inside, couldn’t they still gather the remaining hundred-plus points?

Meng Xianzhang continued:

“According to past tradition, as long as you survive the first day, your score will be at least one hundred.”

“If you complete the realm, your score will naturally be higher—but roughly seventy percent of candidates are eliminated on the first day.”

Seventy percent eliminated? That’s bad…

The faint hope Old Li had just felt vanished; it looked like Lin Mo had no chance, and Ye Chen’s score might not be secure either.

Could both of the class’s only Immortal Seedlings be wiped out?

Old Li grew tense.

Meng Xianzhang spoke again: “Hehe, Li Xiao you needn’t be so anxious. In my view, although Lin Xiao’s chance of completing the realm is low, that boy Ye Chen still has a chance.”

“And…”

Here he paused, then added:

“Those blessed by fate have an advantage when clearing realms. If they obtain high-quality resource rewards during clearance, their realm score receives additional bonuses.”

After hearing Meng Xianzhang’s explanation, Old Li finally understood the unspoken “unwritten rules” of the Immortal Examination Realm—and why every Dao Academy so favored the [Fate-Blessed].

That’s why they kept conceding to Chu Wange’s request to recommend Lin Mo for direct admission.

In other words, for Chu Wange, the preliminary test wasn’t her true stage—the Immortal Examination Realm was!

Because she possessed a Celestial-level fate, she had an extremely high probability of obtaining high-quality resource rewards in the realm, earning bonus points.

For top-ranked Heavenly Chosen, the difference in ranking wasn’t the full score—it was these bonus points.

This had already been clearly demonstrated in the preliminary test.

Zhu Xiao’s face lit up: “So if Chu Wange already leads in the preliminary test, and then dominates the Immortal Examination Realm… won’t her final score be guaranteed?”

Meng Xianzhang smiled and nodded:

“Exactly. If she secures this year’s Immortal List Top Graduate, the Golden Light reward from the Immortal List settlement will greatly benefit her future cultivation—her future is limitless.”

He added lightly: “Of course, Nan Shan Academy’s teachers deserve credit for nurturing not only a genius like Chu Wange but also a high-quality Immortal Seedling like Ye Chen.”

Zhu Xiao’s face beamed; he waved his hand: “No no no—having a prodigy like Chu Wange is Nan Shan’s fortune. We’ve merely played a supporting role.”

Meng Xianzhang said: “Too modest, too modest.”

Zhu Xiao: “Not at all, not at all.”

Feng Xianzhang, excluded from the exchange: “...”

Here they go again.

Meng Xianzhang and Zhu Xiao exchanged pleasantries, with Seventh Class’s homeroom teacher, Wang Tou—though barely present—occasionally chiming in to praise someone, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.

In contrast to their ease, Old Li sat beside them, eyes fixed on the Mirror Flower Water Moon, watching the Immortal Examination Platform.

Every time golden light flashed, he scrutinized it carefully to confirm whether it was Lin Mo or Ye Chen.

Wang Tou watched, chuckled: “Old Li, relax. Do you actually expect Lin Mo to complete the realm?”

Old Li shook his head, voice filled with worry:

“If Meng Xianzhang says so, Lin Mo’s chances are slim. Sigh! I already told him—if he can’t handle it, don’t force it. He hasn’t come out yet—what if something happened?”

Hearing this, Wang Tou had been about to tease him—after all, he didn’t need to worry about Chu Wange’s safety—but then Meng Xianzhang spoke again:

“Li Xiao you, as a teacher, truly care deeply for your students—admirable!”

Wang Tou’s heart sank; he turned and saw, as expected, Zhu Xiao’s expression now held a trace of approval.

For teachers cultivating Immortal Seedlings, responsibility always came before ability.

Old Li blushed: “Xianzhang flatters me—I simply feel responsible for the safety of these two students, since they came from my class.”

Upon hearing this, both Meng Xianzhang and Zhu Xiao nodded, especially the latter, whose expression now carried not just approval but genuine admiration.

He hadn’t expected one of his own teachers to be so outstanding.

Wang Tou clenched his teeth, feeling annoyed.

Why does this guy always steal the spotlight—even in front of Zhu Xiao?

Meng Xianzhang reassured again: “Lin Xiao’s nature isn’t one to stubbornly cling to things. I estimate he’ll appear within two hours.”

Hearing this, Old Li relaxed slightly—but his gaze remained fixed on the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and he checked the Spirit Device to track the time.

Yet four hours passed…

“Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!”

Golden lights continued flashing on the Immortal Examination Platform; candidates were being teleported out one after another—but still no sign of Lin Mo.

Old Li glanced at Meng Xianzhang, who also looked puzzled:

“It seems Lin Xiao is even more capable than I thought. But at most, one more hour—by sunset, he’ll emerge.”

Two more hours passed…

“Shhh! Shhh! Shhh…”

As evening approached, the frequency of teleportation golden lights increased.

Candidates were teleported out one after another—but Lin Mo still did not appear.

Wasn’t it said that Lin Mo would emerge by sunset?

Old Li’s expression turned complex as he looked at Meng Xianzhang.

Meng Xianzhang fell silent. This shouldn’t be happening…

Wang Tou glanced into the Mirror Flower Water Moon and said:

“Could the guy be dead inside the realm?”