For a moment, Sect Master Tongtian heard the hurried breathing and pounding hearts of the three people behind him.
They had begun to grow nervous.
Among the challengers around the waterside pavilion, only a handful showed signs of tension.
The others still looked completely calm.
With his discerning eyes, Sect Master Tongtian could see a remarkably beautiful woman standing on the stage. A black veil covered her face, leaving only a pair of exceptionally bright, deep-set eyes visible.
"Now, I hope everyone can write a talisman based on the song and dance you just heard and watched."
Upon hearing this, Sect Master Tongtian immediately found it hard to hold back his laughter.
What the hell kind of question is this? It's ridiculously unfair!
He estimated that no more than three people had truly paid attention to the song and dance just now—fewer than one in ten.
And even if they had appreciated it, they might not necessarily be able to write any kind of talisman based on the performance!
Logically speaking, apart from the three lucky fellows behind Sect Master Tongtian, everyone seated in this waterside pavilion should have been fairly powerful.
For cultivators, writing talismans ought to be a relatively basic skill.
But writing talismans and writing one after hearing a melody were two entirely different things. The former was a skill, while the latter was a form of creation.
It was like the difference between a craftsman and an inventor. The former might possess extremely impressive skills, but that had little to do with invention itself.
"What kind of examination question is this? It's practically nonsense."
"Are you kidding me? What kind of question is this?"
"I didn't even hear what they played or sang just now!"
"I did hear it, and I know how to write talismans,