Chapter 60

Inside the monitoring room.

So quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed unblinkingly on the massive main screen.

On the screen, the battle in the black mud swamp had ended completely.

Dozens of white lights surged into the sky from the mire—each one a soul protection, as if recounting the brutality of the battle.

“Cough… cough…”

Xu Wenchang cleared his throat twice. “Didn’t expect this kid actually succeeded in mastering the mid-tier Earth skill, Quicksand Domain.”

Saying this, Xu Wenchang turned to look at Lin Tianhao and teased:

“Old Lin, is your son maybe carrying some kind of system?”

“Like those online novel protagonists’ cheat systems—where skills are free, just click and get them?”

Lin Tianhao gave Xu Wenchang a strange look. “Old Xu, how old are you? Still reading those online novels?”

Xu Wenchang’s face flushed red as he let out a dry laugh:

“Cough… it’s just my little nephew’s been obsessed with them lately, so I flipped through a few pages… you know, some of them are actually pretty thrilling.”

“I think you’ve read too many of those nonsense stories. Stop wasting time on them.”

Lin Tianhao rolled his eyes at him.

“Don’t blame me for thinking crazy things.”

Xu Wenchang shook his head, tone filled with disbelief. “Who in their right mind masters two mid-tier skills in a single day at this level and this stage?”

Hearing his old classmate’s words, Lin Tianhao’s pride could no longer be hidden:

“Old Xu, you know skills depend entirely on insight.”

“Some people’s enlightenment is like constipation—ten days, half a month, not a single fart.”

“My Mo is the opposite… it’s a full-blown flood, impossible to stop—what’s wrong with that?”

“Pfft… enough, you’re getting weirder and weirder. Don’t you find it disgusting?”

Su Wan couldn’t help laughing, shooting him a glare.

“Even though the metaphor is disgusting…”

Su Wan paused, then a trace of unmistakable pride surfaced on her face. “But the logic holds.”

Xu Wenchang let out a helpless smile.

He turned his gaze back to the screen, where Lin Mo was wandering around hunting monsters.

Having served as an admissions officer for Longxu Class for so many years, he’d seen countless geniuses.

But never before had he seen someone like Lin Mo—skill after skill emerging one after another.

Yet…

Never having happened before doesn’t mean it’s impossible.

Isn’t history made to be broken?

Perhaps this kid really can forge a path no one has ever walked before.

Thinking this, Xu Wenchang’s gaze grew even more admiring.

At that moment, Lin Tianhao’s smug voice rang out again:

“Old Xu, what do you say? Is my Mo the top dog of this year’s cohort for Longxu Class?”

“Hahaha…”

Xu Wenchang chuckled lightly, then looked at Lin Tianhao with deep meaning. “Old Lin, in Jianghai City, your son Lin Mo is unquestionably the top—but…”

Xu Wenchang paused, then said:

“This year’s prodigies are no ordinary lot. We’ve internally dubbed this year ‘The Year of Divine Descent.’”

“Huh? Is this year really that intense?”

At this, Lin Tianhao raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.”

Xu Wenchang nodded, his expression grave.

“Let me put it this way: this year, there’s one Spatial Mage, one Light Knight, and twelve SSS-tier geniuses.”

“And nearly all of them mastered mid-tier skills before the major exam.”

Lin Tianhao sucked in a sharp breath. “Looks like the intensity really is high…”

After all, Light and Spatial are rarer than even SSS-tier.

Two of them appearing in the same year?

“Exactly.”

Xu Wenchang sighed.

“So even though Lin Mo is a monster, holding onto the top spot in this divine war is going to be tough.”

Lin Tianhao fell silent for a moment, then burst out laughing:

“Perfect. If there’s no challenge, what’s the fun?”

“Divine Descent, huh? Then let’s slaughter the gods!”

“Hahaha!”

Xu Wenchang was swept up by his boldness and laughed heartily:

“Fine! I’ll be watching closely—let’s see if this Lin Mo with zero elemental affinity can truly slaughter the gods.”

Saying this, Lin Tianhao locked his gaze on Zhao Lei, who was sneaking toward the door.

“Hey, Old Zhao, where are you rushing off to?”

At these words,

Zhao Lei froze, his steps halting abruptly as he stood with his back to them.

Slowly, he turned around, forcing a face more miserable than crying:

“Cough… can’t I just go to the bathroom?”

Lin Tianhao rose slowly, adjusting his collar:

“Bathroom? Sure—who’s going to stop Commander Zhao from taking a dump or letting one rip?”

“But first… hand over that gear. I’m afraid you’ll use the bathroom as an excuse to run off and dodge your bet.”

“Dodge my bet?”

Zhao Lei exploded:

“Lin Tianhao, don’t you dare slander me! I, Zhao Lei, keep my word—winner takes all!”

As he spoke, a flash of light appeared.

A set of mage armor glowing with an orange-yellow aura materialized in his hands.

【Phantom Spirit Set (Legendary）】

Looking at the gear in his hands, Zhao Lei felt his heart bleeding.

He’d spent tens of millions of Dragon Nation credits, exhausted every connection, called in countless favors, and spent over half a year to collect this set!

Sigh…

He sighed inwardly.

At least he’d kept it a secret from his son, planning to surprise him.

If little Yu found out his father had lost this divine gear to Lin Tianhao, who’d then put it on Lin Mo…

Zhao Lei couldn’t bear to imagine the scene.

He feared his son would choke on the shock and drop dead.

“Uh… Old Lin.”

Zhao Lei made one final plea, his tone softening. “Can we make a deal? Swap it for cash? Fifty million Dragon Nation credits! I’ll keep the gear—what do you say?”

"Can we make a deal? Can you swap it for cash? Fifty million! I’ll give you fifty million Dragon Nation dollars, and I keep the gear—what do you say?"

Lin Tianhao refused without hesitation. “Money? I’ve got plenty.”

“But this gear? It’s priceless—and perfect for my Mo to use temporarily.”

Seeing this, Zhao Lei took a deep breath, calmed himself, and finally tossed the gear to Lin Tianhao.

“Fine, take it, take it.”

Lin Tianhao caught it, hefted it in his hand, and grinned like a fox:

Lin Tianhao snatched up the gear, hefted it in his hand, and grinned like a scheming fox.

“When my Mo finds out you gave him this gear, he’ll be moved to tears.”

“I’ll have him write you a thank-you letter and send you a golden banner—how’s that?”

"I’ll have him write you a personal thank-you letter and send you a silk banner—how’s that?"

Zhao Lei could take no more—he roared and stormed out of the monitoring room with his aide.

Xu Wenchang chuckled softly and shook his head.

He turned to Lin Tianhao, his expression slightly more serious:

“Alright, I should go—I need to report back to the elders.”

“After all, a mage with zero elemental affinity showing this kind of talent… this is far too unusual.”

Lin Tianhao nodded, offering no resistance. “Go ahead. When Mo gets to Beijing, you’ll have to look out for him.”

Lin Tianhao nodded without trying to keep him: "Alright, go take care of your business first; when Mo'er gets to the capital, you'll have to look out for him."

"Don't worry, do you really think I need to tell you that?"

Xu Wenchang waved his hand and strode out of the monitoring room.

With Xu Wenchang’s departure, Lin Tianhao gently wrapped his arm around Su Wan’s shoulder.

"Wife, the big exam is almost over—shall we head to the exam site to pick up our Top Graduate son and bring him home?"

"Mm."

Su Wan smiled faintly.