A Shameful Assessment

Tang San's face turned leaden.

He began to constantly use his consciousness to communicate with the Jinx.

But the result left him deeply disappointed; after issuing the assessment, the Jinx seemed to have vanished, showing no further movement at all.

The next day, during Yu Xiaogang's private tutoring session, he looked at his disciple, who was wearing a troubled expression.

Yu Xiaogang assumed the boy was still distressed by the disappearance of his spirit power, which made him feel helpless as well.

In truth, within his limited knowledge, no such example had ever existed.

"Xiao San, you need not worry. If there is no improvement after some time, I will take you to a place. Teacher knows a few Spirit Saint powerhouses; they should be able to see if there is any trick to this."

Hearing this, Tang San was slightly stunned.

He then hurriedly stood up and waved his hands.

"It is not that, Teacher. The problem of my spirit power disappearing has already been solved."

"Really?"

Yu Xiaogang rubbed his hands in pleasant surprise, then immediately fell into confusion.

"Then why were you still frowning while listening to the lecture?"

"Uh..."

"Teacher, if one day I become very strange, will you still acknowledge me as your disciple?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's heart instantly relaxed.

"Hi, is that all?"

"Geniuses always have some eccentricities. Xiao San, you will always be my disciple."

Tang San nodded happily; at least his teacher understood him.

The private tutoring session ended, and the time was already approaching noon.

Students were already entering and exiting the cafeteria one after another.

Tang San's footsteps felt as if they were filled with lead, heavy and sluggish.

In a moment, his integrity would be a thing of the past.

Arriving at the entrance of the cafeteria and looking at the dozens of bustling dining tables, Tang San took a deep breath.

His gaze then became one of grim determination.

There were Spirit Masters among the upperclassmen, so Tang San very rationally chose to avoid them.

He turned and walked toward the dining tables where the lowerclassmen from Dorm Seven and Dorm Five were sitting.

"Tang San, hurry up and get your food, or it will be gone if you are any later!"

Because Tang San had spent the last few days cleaning the academy day and night, most of the students held a favorable opinion of him.

After all, a portion of that work had belonged to them.

The students beside him also chimed in one after another, urging Tang San to hurry up and get his meal so he could join them, and a few students from Dorm Seven even kindly made space for him.

But Tang San acted as if he had not heard their words, walking straight toward the dining tables.

"Tang San... what is wrong with you?"

The moment the student's words fell, Tang San shouted several apologies in his heart before fiercely taking action, flipping over every single tray on the table!

The sounds of crashing and shattering were continuous!

To ensure the students had no time to react, Tang San even utilized the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

The students stared blankly at the empty dining spots in front of them, turning their heads only to see streaks of afterimages.

By the time they reacted, the floor was already covered in shattered trays, and the still-warm food was scattered everywhere.

"Tang San! What are you doing?"

"Bastard, I haven't even taken a single bite yet!"

"..."

The students' questions and angry curses did not stop Tang San's pace.

He counted silently in his heart, automatically filtering out the shouting and swearing of those people.

It was not until the 200th tray hit the ground that Tang San finally stopped.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San looked at the furious students with a smile.

"My apologies, classmates. I seemed to have seen bugs in the vegetables today, so you had better not eat them."

Tang San recited the excuse he had already prepared.

But clearly, the hundreds of affected students were not buying it.

"Pah, what do bugs matter?"

"My family is dirt poor; if there are bugs in the food, I'll just count it as an extra meal!"

"Exactly! You're already a Spirit Master, so you don't feel the pinch, but we haven't even received our subsidies yet!"

Seeing that he had become the target of public criticism just as expected, Tang San could only sigh helplessly.

"Don't worry, today's meal costs are on me."

Once these words were spoken, the students' anger indeed subsided, but the soup splattered all over the floor still left them quite dissatisfied.

Regarding this, Tang San immediately began his cleaning work.

Half an hour later, the entire cafeteria had been swept spotless by him.

Only after Wang Sheng went to fetch fresh food for everyone did the students' fury finally dissipate completely.

"Tang San, don't do this again in the future."

"Yeah, yeah, we have to cherish our food."

Tang San retreated from the cafeteria with a sheepish smile; as a disciple of the Tang Sect, he was still not used to being the center of attention.

Leaving the cafeteria with his head hanging low, the cost of 200 servings of food had already wiped out his subsidy for the month.

He would have to work even harder at the blacksmith shop later, otherwise, he wouldn't even have a way to pay for his meals this month.

Inside the senior dormitory, Lu Xian listened to the notification in his mind that Tang San had completed the second trial, unable to suppress the corners of his mouth from curling up.

[Wish Rank F, Executor completion rate: 100%.]

[Reward: 40 days of cultivation, Spirit Ring age increased by 20 years.]

"Not bad, not bad. It seems Tang San has been completely hooked."

"Distribute the rewards, then hurry up and release the next trial."

Taking the lion's share for himself, Lu Xian felt no heartache as he distributed a portion of the rewards to Tang San.

"Second trial, Lonely God of Labor, has been completed."

"Reward: 10 days of cultivation, Spirit Ring age increased by 5 years."

The increase in cultivation and Spirit Ring age made Tang San quickly forget the unpleasantness of completing the trial at noon.

In the world of Spirit Masters, strength is always supreme; these were his true foundations.

Feeling his spirit power rise by a notch, Tang San estimated that even if he didn't complete any more divine trials, he would be able to return to level 14 cultivation in less than a week.

Summoning his Martial Soul, the color of that pale yellow Spirit Ring had indeed deepened by a few shades.

Jinx, I am destined to be!

Perhaps having heard the cry in Tang San's heart, the third trial arranged by Lu Xian soon descended.

"Jinx Third Trial: Tornado Destroys Latrine Cave."

"The latrines are in disrepair; please destroy and rebuild them entirely while the students are using them."

"Time limit: one week."

The joy Tang San had just gained from the rewards instantly turned into facial stiffness.

He stood up and slammed his pillow onto the floor.

If it's in disrepair, just fix it—why wait until there are people inside to destroy it?

He had truly had enough of such immoral tasks!

Soon, as if all his strength had been drained, Tang San slumped back onto his bed.

So what if the trial made him look foolish? Aside from completing it, he didn't seem to have any other choice.

Moreover, looking at how the rewards were distributed, each one seemed better than the last.

He might be able to grit his teeth and give up on the current rewards, but what about the 90th trial?

Perhaps by then, a single trial could raise his cultivation by a level or even more, and his Spirit Ring might even rise directly to the 100,000-year level. Could he still give up then?

Besides, if you don't complete the third trial, there will be no 90th trial.

After spending the night building up his resolve, Tang San knocked on Yu Xiaogang's door the next day.

"Hmm? San?"

"There are no classes today; you should consolidate the knowledge from the past few days yourself!"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's puzzled expression, Tang San scratched his head in great embarrassment.

"Teacher, I would like to borrow some money!"

His subsidy for the month had already vanished into thin air with yesterday's meal, and if he wanted to destroy and rebuild several latrine caves next, he had to prepare Gold Soul Coins in advance.

"Oh? Is that all? A small matter!"

"Is it that the food isn't enough to eat?"

"That's true, you're at the age where you're growing."

Yu Xiaogang's monologue left Tang San feeling quite awkward, but considering he would be able to obtain the Gold Soul Coins needed to repair the toilets, Tang San decided not to offer any further explanation.

Inside the senior dormitory, Lu Xian revealed a wicked grin after finishing his meditation.

The completion of two wishes had earned him 45 days of Tang San's cultivation, along with a 23-year increase in his spirit ring age.

This cultivation allowed him to successfully break through to level 11, and he had already traveled more than halfway along the path toward level 12.

It made Lu Xian sigh at how good the protagonist's talent truly was.

And now, he began to look forward to the benefits he would receive once the third assessment was completed.

With every reward providing Tang San a little boost, he didn't believe the other party would be able to resist the temptation.