The scholar from Cassia Mansion was slightly rotund in shape and his face was sickly pale, it seems he wasn’t used to exposing himself to the sun. In his exchange with the lector from Temple Seminary he had kept his gaze on Chen Chang Sheng and Luo Luo, he maintained an expressionless face, but the edge of his lips faintly lifted, indicating that he was giving a warning and ridiculing them.
Chen Chang Sheng felt that these people were thinking far too much, shaking his head he decided to ignore it. He patted Luo Luo’s hand to indicate that she should choose her entrance. Luo Luo had indeed wished to help him in the martial phase, being obstructed made her feel rather cross and she coldly glared at the scholar from Cassia Mansion.
The scholar from Cassia Mansion, upon thinking of Luo Luo’s status, immediately began having feelings of regret, yet, words that have left the mouth cannot return, so he instead placed his hands behind his back and feigned the persona of someone that had righteously spoken out in the name justice.
After the instructions from the lector had finished, the twenty odd examinees began spreading out, following along the perimeter of the forest to look for entrances; this sea of trees was certainly as vast as any regular sea, making it impossible to capture its entirety within one’s sights and thus, impossible to determine as to which entrance would grant the best advantage; you could only rely upon intuition or luck for the choice.
Chen Chang Sheng had never been one to believe in intuition or fate and decided upon the entrance closest to himself; Luo Luo unhesitatingly chose the entrance next to it. His choice was entirely arbitrary and Luo Luo had followed suit, examinees that saw this couldn’t help feeling envious and wistful.
It didn’t take long for the examinees to finish choosing their entrance points, at this moment, several dozen clergy members from Li Palace suddenly appeared with brush and book in hand and started recording the name and school of examinees within, alongside the current time; this was to represent their starting time for the Martial Trial.
None of the examinees rashly rushed into the Dallying Forest – a labyrinth designed by Wang Zhi Ce couldn’t possibly be rushed through by blind luck. The examinees stopped outside of the evergreen forest, with some sitting down upon rocks on the edge of the path, some leaning against available trees, whilst others decided to directly sit on the ground; no matter what their choice was, they all closed their eyes and began meditating, beginning to spread out their divine sense.
Only two didn’t have their eyes closed.
Gou Han Shi and Tian Hai Sheng Xue stood outside of the forest area, silently gazing at the sea of trees, unknown as to what they were contemplating.
Twenty odd divine senses drifted towards the Dallying Forest, some strong, some weak, with faint traces of different presences within – individual differences in divine sense was something only experts at the realm of Star Fusion and above could roughly distinguish, even someone like the lector from Temple Seminary wasn’t able to discern the difference through perception alone.
The lector and several clergy members from Li Palace that had come to keep records all had their gazes focused upon Chen Chang Sheng, the same way the examiners had during the academic phase.
Chen Chang Sheng, who had declared his intention to place first upon the First Banner was the focal point of the exam today, favourites such as Gou Han Shi and Tian Hai Sheng Xue, in contrast, did not garner much interest; they were strong cultivators that had already passed into the Ethereal Opening realm, while Chen Chang Sheng remained an unknown element.
Everyone in the Capital knew that up to 10 days prior, Chen Chang Sheng had yet to successfully complete his Purification, but how strong was his divine sense? Had he determined his Fated Star? If he had successfully determined his Fated Star, then why has he been unable to complete Purification? Did this not suggest that his divine sense was pitifully weak?
Everyone was very interested in how far he could progress in the Grand Examination; could he complete this Dallying Forest? It would at least allow him to avoid disqualification in this martial phase.
The thought of disqualification had never crossed the mind of Chen Chang Sheng, especially after gaining information on this year’s topic.
He sat near the edge of the forest on a drooping Cloud Pine, legs crossed, eyes closed, fists loosely overhanging; his divine sense had already left his body, entering the sea of trees.