Lava Fairy Palace.
Ding ding ding...
The bell tolls resonate through the square in front of the main hall.
At thirty-three desks, the expressions of the cultivators are not looking good.
Some are frowning deeply, some have solemn faces, and some tremble in body and mind upon hearing the bell.
This is because new information has been transmitted into their minds—the first round of the monastic examination had ended, all cultivators must cease answering, those who violate this will have their qualifications for the following trials revoked.
Thus, the cultivators all wear bitter expressions, reluctantly putting down the jade slips in their hands.
"It's over!"
"I haven't finished yet."
"Why did time pass so quickly?!"
"I tried to answer everything, knowing some were incorrect, but answering is surely better than leaving them blank, right? Shouldn't I get some encouragement points?"
