Xu Yang discreetly observed his surroundings.
He saw several Qi Refining Realm Daoists rubbing their hands together, looking like they wanted to show off in the "written test" assessment, especially the Daoist sitting in front of him. He looked to be around fifty years old, wearing reading glasses, and had quite an air of a learned scholar.
This boosted Xu Yang's confidence…
He thought that maybe he could copy the answers later.
Soon.
The examination papers were handed out.
Xu Yang was dumbfounded by what he saw…
What the fuck? The Daoists sitting in front, behind, and beside him all had different exam papers?
He composed himself and looked at the paper in his hands.
The first question on the paper was to silently write down the first chapter of the "Dao Te Ching."
This was easy, Xu Yang knew it.
So he picked up his brush and wrote—
