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Chapter 84: The Lure of One Credit
"Worthless!"
"Are you really that incompetent?"
Clearly, Zong Ren hadn't expected the situation to have deteriorated to such an extent.
To the eyes of Mo Pavilion Academy, a Cult was merely a whetstone.
With such a poor hand, could his mission be completed?
It seemed more likely he'd be sent to his death.
Fortunately, he had been cautious enough to conceal his identity, wear a mask, and alter his appearance, otherwise his information would probably have already been posted on the Mo Pavilion Academy's mission board.
"Well... it's not too bad."
"Our Border City branch has had some success in killing over the years."
"As of now, we’ve killed twelve Mo Pavilion Academy super geniuses!"
The cultist, slightly defiant, lifted his chin as he announced the number.
Zong Ren was stunned.
"How... how many?"
"Twelve?"
"That’s impossible!"
Who would believe that was true?
How could they, with their meager resources, have killed twelve students from Mo Pavilion Academy?
"Mo Pavilion Academy is indeed full of geniuses."
"But those who have grown are called super geniuses. Those who haven't matured are just ordinary first or second-time awakened ones, at best slightly better than our awakened items."
"Moreover, many newcomers think they can take on high-difficulty tasks right after enrolling, thinking our Pantheon Sect is easy to bully."
"So..."
"Lacking combat experience, and being overconfident, it’s quite normal for them to be killed by us in retaliation."
"We manage to kill one or two every year."
This excited them as they spoke.
This was also why they knew staying in Border City was dangerous yet chose to remain.
Quick path to honor!
Killing a student from Mo Pavilion Academy earned a lot of credits within the Pantheon Sect, and with effort, one could eventually rise to the top.
"Mo Pavilion Academy doesn’t care?"
Zong Ren asked again in shock.
Everyone shook their heads: "It’s an unspoken rule, allowed by Mo Pavilion Academy. Although we are used as whetstones, if the blade itself is flawed, it breaks... it just breaks."
"It has to be said, those guys at Mo Pavilion Academy are pretty cold-blooded."
"As long as we don’t harm ordinary people, anything goes."
Continuing the conversation, even they were somewhat astonished.
After all, each of those mentioned had talents that couldn't merely be described as "astonishing."
If such individuals were in the Pantheon Sect, they would be treasured and held in high regard.
Yet, they were left to their own devices, to thrive or perish.
"I understand now."
Zong Ren took a deep breath, his fist tightening subconsciously, his heart surging with excitement.
If that was all... then this mission might not be too difficult after all.
It turned out the Goddess didn't really intend to kill him.
Perhaps, the position of God-Attendant wasn't far from his reach.
...
The final day before the big exam at Mo Pavilion Academy was drawing close.
Noon.
The closed gates of Mo Pavilion Academy finally opened.
A middle-aged man in loose pajamas, bleary-eyed, stepped out and stood at the doorway, yawning and glancing at his watch, "Get a move on, kid, do some work."
His voice was not loud, yet it carried far.
No response came.
The scene turned somewhat awkward.
The middle-aged man added reluctantly, "1 credit."
As soon as he spoke, slight movements could be heard from inside.
At least three people scrambled out the door at the same time.
"I stepped out with my left foot first, faster than you!"
"I reached out my hand first, can't you see?"
"Nonsense, see that chess piece? I threw it, I was the fastest."
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The other two glanced at the ground where a black chess piece lay.
Silence.
All eyes turned expectantly to the middle-aged man.
"It's you."
"Go seal all the city gates."
"From now, for the next three days, no one is allowed into the city."
He pointed at someone randomly, speaking with a bored expression.
The others looked at each other.
Finally, under the envious gaze of the other two, the guy who had thrown the chess piece walked out grinning, "Teacher, your sense of humor is really... great!"
Seeing the middle-aged man's expression growing more displeased, he quickly corrected himself.
If he remembered correctly, there was still one day left before the Mo Pavilion Academy assessment.
Sealing the city at this time meant those who hadn't arrived yet would likely miss out.
He recalled that they had played a similar trick during his time.
Back then, some students had protested, challenging the fairness.
Mo Pavilion Academy simply stated, "I feel like it..." without offering any further explanation.
Tsk tsk…
Wonder how many unfortunate souls there are this year.
Don’t they realize that the assessment at Mo Pavilion Academy actually begins the moment the invitation is issued?
Without any hesitation, and with a mischievous grin, the student sprinted out, picking up speed as if fearing that being too slow might let another two candidates enter.
"Hopefully, this year will bring some promising talents."
"The last couple of years have been full of nobodies."
Glancing at the two beside him, he muttered under his breath, hands clasped behind his back, casually strolling back inside.
Embarrassment was written all over the faces of the two…
Were they just talking about them?
It seems not.
Probably not!
"The two losers scrambling for one credit, whether they make it inside or not."
"I’m closing the door now."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's voice came from a distance.
As he spoke, the door was already half closed, clearly not waiting for them.
"Damn it!"
The two cursed and turned to sprint back.
They squeezed through just as the door was about to shut.
On this very day, the official website of Mo Pavilion Academy, silent for a year, posted a new announcement.
Tomorrow…
At 8 AM.
All candidates gather at the school gate.
Do not be late.
Meanwhile, both of the city gates in Border City were closed.
Even the reporters were 'kindly' escorted out by the students of Mo Pavilion Academy.
Suddenly, Border City became shrouded in mystery.
Two students stood scattered outside the city gates, continuously cursing.
Watching this satisfying scene, the student grinned foolishly for a while.
However, when he joyfully returned to the school and found the gates firmly closed, he suddenly felt that sometimes he was not so different from the students trapped outside.
All were unfortunate souls.
The only consolation was that being locked out overnight earned him one credit.
Those people, on the other hand, got nothing.
This thought made him feel somewhat better.
…
As the night deepened.
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the east city gate.
The roar echoed throughout the previously quiet Border City.
Then...
Another loud noise.
Members of the Security Bureau and the Reserve Forces quickly mobilized and rushed towards the east city gate.