Three days had passed. During the day, Nangong Lingyun racked his brain over the design of the upcoming stages.
In particular, the second stage included a feature called the Demon-Hunting Trial Grounds, which required players to enter various story worlds to complete mainline quests—this needed careful planning.
At night, he would experiment with new uses for Guyue Na, or explore combinations and permutations of team setups—
For example: Cat-Rabbit combo, Twin-Dragon combo, Ice-Fire combo, Nana combo, Flower-Grass combo, Fox-Enchantress combo, Dragon-Snake combo, Long-Legs combo, Super Panda combo…
He was having the time of his life.
After three days, the second round of torment and punishment concluded.Bingqing Yujie, with unimaginable perseverance and indomitable willpower, had actually endured it all.
Facing six teammates collectively subjecting him to fifteen rounds of bone-chilling, soul-piercing torture over nearly eight hours, he had gritted his teeth and endured. Even when his mind broke, leaving him dazed and barely able to function in the game, he refused to give up.
On the third day, when he attempted to flee, he was forced to restart the first round from scratch—and with an extra second round added. Three plus twelve equaled fifteen.
In the past half-month, Tang San's best result had been only an F—he hadn't even scored an F+.
Once, his consciousness was so foggy that he was killed instantly by monsters upon landing, earning the only F in all the assessment records.
Normally, surviving even a few minutes would grant some survival points. Without any other bonuses, the minimum grade should have been F-, at least.
…
Staring at seventeen consecutive capital F's on the virtual screen, Tang San clenched his fists. The mental anguish felt even worse than the physical torture.
In his past life, as a Tangmen assassin, infamous and hunted by all, he had spent his entire life performing dirty work in filthy sewers, ultimately being forced to jump to his death.
Reborn, his desire for fame and fortune now far surpassed that of others.
Jealous of Nangong Lingyun, showing off at Lanba Academy, and his actions after returning to Haotian Sect—all reflected his hunger for reputation and status.
He wanted to be invincible, to defeat all opponents, to stand at the top and be praised by everyone.But along the way, he had faced repeated setbacks, each worse than the last—holding four twos with a straight flush, only to be thoroughly defeated.
Now, with the Blue Silver Emperor gone, his Twin Martial Soul potential lowered, and the Haotian Hammer not reaching its optimal path, everyone secretly mocked, scorned, and looked down on him.
He had become a laughingstock, a cautionary tale of foolishness.
The Feixian Assessment was his only chance to change everything. From now on, every test had to go flawlessly.
Tang San took a deep breath.
With a thought, he instantly appeared in the assessment realm.
Yesterday, he had signaled Lin Xian'er that he would arrive early today to discuss something—so he came two hours ahead.
The others, including his partner, had yet to arrive. Only the empty meeting hall remained, under a vast dome. Each piece of furniture was new, exquisite, and high-end.
The crystal chandelier shone brilliantly, yet its light was soft and never harsh. Sofas wrapped around the body completely, maximizing comfort.
Tang San had no mood to appreciate any of it. He stared blankly at the desk before him.
He couldn't help thinking: if he submitted fully, agreeing to all Lin Xian'er's conditions, yet she still refused to accept him, what would become of his future?
The second stage tested team cooperation. The consequences of being expelled from the team had already been demonstrated over the past few days—crossing paths with another team meant instant death.
Furthermore, due to reconnaissance abilities and near-unlimited growth potential in the game, with the map shrinking, hiding was impossible.
One person trying to survive in a corner was essentially delivering themselves to the enemy.
About half an hour later, Lin Xian'er arrived.
Without a word, Tang San dropped to the ground, pressing his body as close to the floor as possible in the lowest posture:
"Forgive me. I was wrong. I shouldn't have resisted or disobeyed you, nor should I have betrayed my teammates for personal gain.
From now on, I am fully at your command. You say east, I go east; you say bite the dog, I never bite the pig. Whatever dirty, messy, ugly, or bad task you assign, I will execute it without complaint.
Please forgive me."
To avoid saying anything foolish, he even quoted some of the scolding Tang Hao had given him.
Lin Xian'er crossed her legs on the sofa center, one elbow on her knee, chin resting on her hand, observing him with amusement.
Ten minutes passed. Seeing him kneel without moving, she finally nodded in satisfaction:
"Rise. From now on, call me Fairy Sister."
"Yes, Fairy Sister."
Bingqing Yujie breathed a sigh of relief, standing up—only to see the woman's mouth curl into a brilliant smile.
"Tang San, you wouldn't secretly harbor resentment, plotting revenge against me later, would you?"
Tang San's heart skipped. He dropped to his knees again, swearing:
"No, absolutely not. Fairy Sister must have reasons for this, to let me grow. I would never be ungrateful."
"What did I do?"
Tang San trembled on the floor, not daring to answer.
Lin Xian'er teased twice and lost interest. Her voice turned cold, warning:
"Today the team will discuss tactics. I'll speak on your behalf so you're temporarily spared exile. But remember what you said—next time, it won't be this simple."
An hour before the start, the remaining five arrived.Tang San tried to kneel again to apologize, but Tuan Cang spoke first:
"Although we are a temporary team, each player unfamiliar with the others, seventeen days of battles together mean it's time to discuss tactical roles."
Tactical roles?
Tang San frowned, then realized.
In other teams he had encountered, member roles were clear.
Scouts and lookouts, fighters, speed and pursuit, defense, and other specialized functions.
His mind stirred. His Haotian Hammer could attack, Blue Silver Emperor could control, Dragon-Bat Wings offered good speed—options were plentiful. What role would he get?
As Tuan Cang finished speaking, he glanced around, and everyone nodded solemnly, clearly already in agreement.
Only Tang San was left out, unnoticed.
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