Inside Jade Void Palace, the atmosphere was graver than ever before.
Guangchengzi had just finished a special lecture on "How to Write an Incident Report That Satisfies Your Superiors."
Looking at the expressions below him—mixed with pain, confusion, and the faintest traces of enlightenment—he actually felt an absurd sense of accomplishment.
Perhaps this was what it meant to be a teacher.
Just as he was about to assign some after-class exercises to consolidate their learning results,
that familiar supreme will, the one that made every Chan Sect immortal's primordial spirit ache, descended for the fourth time.
The golden Heavenly Dao Announcement was once again branded into everyone's Sea of Consciousness without reason or warning.
The Merit Jade Brush in Guangchengzi's hand, which he had been about to use to point out key topics, froze in midair.
Ink dripped from its tip, spreading into an ugly black blot on the lesson plan he had just finished writing.
The entire Jade Void Palace fell deathly silent.
All the Golden Immortals remained frozen in their listening postures, like stone statues struck by an immobilization spell.
An Internship Task?
Managing mortal rivers?
And they were forbidden from using Divine Abilities or spells beyond mortal comprehension?
"Pfft!"
True Person Taiyi failed to hold back a mouthful of immortal tea and sprayed it all over the cloud couch before him.
He pointed at the void, his entire body trembling.
"How... how did he dare?!"
They had neglected food and sleep, hanging themselves from beams and stabbing their thighs with awls as they studied the thick General Knowledge Textbook over and over.
They had even begun drafting simulated "interdepartmental communication letters" and fiercely debating the "collective interests of the Heavenly Court."
Yet two days before the exam, the question-setter told them
that there would be an additional