Chapter 51: Wait a Little Longer—Lin Mo Hasn

That crimson Daoist robe, bathed in golden light, radiated brilliance that nearly illuminated every corner of the Ascension Platform.

At this moment, all the Immortal Exam candidates still within it turned their stunned gazes toward this direction.

“It’s Chu Wange!”

Someone quickly recognized Chu Wange’s identity.

A sword cultivator prodigy from Xichuan Province, ranked first on the initial test Immortal List, plus that strikingly eye-catching red Daoist robe…

Honestly, it was hard to miss.

“She’s Chu Wange? Immortal List number one!”

“Whoa~! Look at that insane score!”

Hearing this, everyone raised their heads to gaze at the golden scroll hanging in the clouds, where the top line had once again been replaced by three bold ink characters: 【Chu Wange】.

1. Chu Wange, Initial Test Score: 500 points (+50 points); Realm Score: 500 points (+150 points), Total: 1200 points

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The Immortal Exam’s total score cap was 1000; Chu Wange scored 1200—exceeding it by 200 points.

Not done yet, a heavenly system announcement soon echoed into everyone’s ears:

【Immortal Exam Announcement: Chu Wange’s total score is 1200, temporarily ranking first among this year’s Immortal List, and entering the Qinzhou Historical Immortal Exam Top 100.】

Upon this announcement, not only the Immortal Exam candidates, but even the Immortal Masters atop Great Ming Mountain froze in shock.

The outcome of the Immortal List’s top rank had already been anticipated after the initial test, nothing truly surprising.

But…

The Qinzhou Historical Immortal Exam Top 100!

Meng Xianzhang swallowed hard.

Feng Xianzhang’s gaze grew slightly vacant.

The next instant, they both moved at once, no longer bothering to conceal anything, swiftly forming hand seals for telepathic transmission.

But they weren’t sending messages to Chu Wange—they were transmitting to the Dao Academy.

Not just them—even the Immortal Masters in nearby viewing pavilions, who had originally had no intention of competing for Chu Wange, now frantically formed telepathic transmission seals.

They weren’t reaching out to Chu Wange directly, but to the Academy’s administrators—all of them had one goal:

Grab her, come quickly!

Zhu Xiao stood frozen: “Qinzhou Historical Immortal Exam Top 100?”

His face flushed crimson, his excitement plain to see.

Even if he were slow-witted, he understood the weight of those three characters: “Top 100.”

Since the Ascension Platform’s arrival, including this year, a total of 1008 Immortal Exams had been held over 1008 years.

Countless Immortal Prodigies had emerged from it—including Meng Xianzhang and Feng Xianzhang on the viewing platform, and all the Immortal Masters from the Nine Great Dao Academies—none of whom hadn’t walked out from this very platform.

Over the past thousand years, nearly a million Immortal Prodigies had departed Qinzhou from this Ascension Platform.

Among this elite selection of a million Immortal Prodigies, Chu Wange’s score ranked among the top one hundred?

Although the Immortal List ranking doesn’t determine one’s future Dao achievement, it clearly proves Chu Wange’s potential belongs to Qinzhou’s top tier in a millennium.

Chu Wange had repeatedly shattered their expectations.

They had assumed she might win the provincial top rank for Xichuan on behalf of Nanshan—but never imagined she’d not only claimed the Qinzhou Immortal List top rank, but also earned the honor of the Qinzhou Historical Immortal Exam Top 100.

No, perhaps it wasn’t even certain yet?

Perhaps the good news came too suddenly; Zhu Xiao’s mind began to brim with all kinds of worries.

But clearly, his concerns were unnecessary.

Because one by one, the remaining Immortal Exam candidates still inside the realm were being teleported out, and the Immortal List rankings continued to update and shift.

Until one or two hours later, most of the top-scoring candidates from the initial test had emerged, and the rankings gradually stabilized:

1. Chu Wange, Total: 1200 points

2. Chen Xuanzhi, Total: 1140 points

3. Feng Ji, Total: 1130 points

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10. Long A, Total: 1050 points

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At this point, all top-ranked Immortal Prodigies from the initial test had emerged.

Chu Wange still held firm at number one!

Ascension Platform, summit of Great Ming Mountain.

Countless eyes focused solely on her.

Especially many nearby Immortal Exam candidates, whose gazes locked onto her, not daring to even breathe.

Because they knew they were witnessing history.

Or rather, if this woman didn’t perish prematurely, she was virtually guaranteed to become a future cultivation powerhouse.

Even so, Chu Wange remained calm, her expression utterly unruffled.

Standing there for a while, she seemed bored, even pulling a giant ham sausage from her space ring, tearing open the casing and biting into it.

“Honestly, no wonder sword cultivators from Shu are so relaxed—this chill vibe is incredible!”

“Such a cool sister—I’m in love!”

“I’m searching for the same ham sausage—this scene going viral online would sell out instantly; I need my dad to stockpile some.”

“Bro, sharp eyes—may I ask your family’s background?”

“Heh, my family has been in business for three generations, a three-hundred-year-old brand!”

“Did any of you catch what she just stored in her ring? Was that a Foundation Establishment Dao Art? Too fast—I didn’t see clearly.”

“Seemed like it, but the light was too dazzling—I missed it too.”

“Whether you saw it or not doesn’t matter—the Immortal Masters on the viewing platform definitely saw it.”

“…”

Chu Wange paid no attention to the murmurs around her, chewing on the ham sausage while muttering:

“Not as good as Lin Mo’s, burp~…”

At this, many nearby Immortal Exam candidates froze—Lin Mo? Who’s that?

Then they looked at the giant ham sausage—holy shit, that big!?

Ye Chen, the only candidate on the field who knew both Lin Mo and Chu Wange, stared blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief—as if something inside his mind was collapsing.

Before the candidates could figure out “who is Lin Mo,” a gentle breeze brushed past the ears of all present, and a figure clad in an ancient Daoist robe, ethereal and otherworldly, descended onto the Ascension Platform.

No—more precisely, he landed directly before Chu Wange.

A middle-aged man in white robes smiled warmly at her and said:

“Little Chu, I’m Yan Nanfeng, Vice Dean of Qingshan Sect. Would you be willing to take me as your Master?”

Qingshan Sect’s Vice Dean!?

The surrounding students erupted in a clamor—this was a legendary cultivator, most of whom had only heard his name, never seen him in person.

Who would’ve thought he’d come here in person for Chu Wange!

Before they could react, several more figures appeared on the Ascension Platform.

Like Yan Nanfeng, they wore ancient Daoist robes, radiating celestial aura, their demeanor like celestial immortals descended from heaven.

“Wenda Sect, Gu Ling.”

“Baihua Valley, Mu Yuchi.”

“Youming Ghost Sect, Wu Ding.”

“…”

Several voices converged, their final words perfectly unified:

“Would you be willing to take me as your Master?”

At this, every Immortal Exam candidate, every Immortal Master and teacher atop Great Ming Mountain, held their breath, eyes locked on Chu Wange, waiting for her reply.

Chu Wange’s gaze was clear, her voice firm: “I am a sword cultivator.”

At this, the crowd erupted again.

Clearly, she had rejected all nine Dao Academies except Qingshan and Wenda.

But given her Sword Spirit Root, it made sense—only no one expected her to be so direct.

Mu Yuchi of Baihua Valley sighed helplessly: “Little Chu, this is the second time you’ve refused me.”

Chu Wange didn’t know what to say; after a moment of silence, she said: “Sorry.”

Yan Nanfeng, watching this, was even more satisfied: “The Sword Heart is crystal clear—just as Feng said, a true prodigy.”

He then turned to the other Immortal Masters: “Gentlemen, my apologies today.”

Mu Yuchi and the others shook their heads slightly; they had anticipated this before coming, so it wasn’t entirely unexpected—only bowing respectfully to Yan Nanfeng, they quickly departed the Ascension Platform.

They came swiftly, and left just as swiftly.

Soon, only Yan Nanfeng of Qingshan Sect and Gu Ling of Wenda Sect remained.

One was Qingshan Sect’s Vice Dean, the other a sword cultivator master of Wenda Sect.

Whichever one Chu Wange chose would be an excellent and reasonable decision.

Yan Nanfeng smiled and said: “Little Chu, are you ready to make your choice now?”

Thus, everyone turned their gaze once more toward Chu Wange.

She did not answer immediately, but lifted her head to glance at the Immortal List, as if searching for something.

But soon, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the two and said:

“Wait a little longer—Lin Mo hasn’t come out yet.”