Demon Illusion Fairy told Jiang Ping An about the Second Trial her master had set.
Almost without thinking, she asked, "What should I do next to raise my fame?"
She had not even realized that whenever she faced a problem, Jiang Ping An was the first person she asked.
Perhaps it was because he had saved her from the jaws of death so many times and helped her solve so many problems that she had come to trust him.
She had yet to notice it herself.
After hearing her out, Jiang Ping An fell into thought.
The trials Demon Illusion Fairy's master had devised were strange.
They were nothing like a master choosing a disciple.
A master would normally select disciples who excelled in combat strength, talent, or character.
But the National Teacher of Fengyun Kingdom did not seem to care much about any of those things.
If the First Trial was meant to see who could manage a territory,
then what was the point of making them compete for fame in the Second Trial?
Only second-rate factions had their disciples raise their own profiles to make their sects better known and attract recruits.
Still, understanding the National Teacher's thinking was not important.
All that mattered was helping Demon Illusion Fairy become a direct-line successor.
Only then could she help him find someone to rescue the Primordial Body.
"Raising your reputation is easy."
Jiang Ping An offered his suggestion. "Find a pirate at the Fifth Level God King, then kill him despite the gap in your cultivation. That'll make you famous."
"You son of a—"
Demon Illusion Fairy nearly let the curse fly.
"I ought to shove your head into my chest and smother you! Kill a Fifth-Order God King above my level? Why don't you just tell me to