The "people" of different faiths in Yin Yang City were supposed to be hostile toward one another. You could tell just from the gods' own attitudes.
The system had probably incorporated this setting into the mock exam, which was why Miss Wu had reacted so strongly after discovering that Yu Xing was using the power of Gui Chen's faction.
However, Yu Xing showed no trace of panic at Miss Wu's words.
Report him?
He curled his lips slightly. His branch-like tentacles didn't pause for a moment as they continued weaving through the fabric in search of something.
Whatever the source of his power, his ticket made him a bona fide member of Qianjie's faction. The faction buff alone granted him thirty percent damage reduction, so even if she reported him, it wouldn't do him any harm.
"Found it."
He murmured to himself.
One tentacle suddenly solidified and flung aside two stacked bolts of fabric, revealing a recessed section of wall behind them.
It was a shrine.
Miss Wu couldn't stop him in time. Her face twitched slightly, as though she wanted to look angry one moment but couldn't help wearing that eerie smile the next. It was unnerving.
Yu Xing ignored her for the moment.
He stepped up to the shrine and looked at it.
It was small, about half a person's height, and entirely black, like an old piece of wood that had been smoked for years.
Dense patterns had been carved around its edges. Snakes intertwined and devoured one another, their heads and tails impossible to tell apart.
A wooden statue of a god stood inside the shrine.
A human body, a serpent's tail.
The statue's upper body wore robes in an antique style. The folds flowed smoothly, and its waist was slender. Its hands were clasped together