Two noseless children supported Guan Zhou, who was limp all over and drenched in sweat, aimed him at the Charcoal Face directly ahead, and gave him a gentle push. "Pin the nose!"
Guan Zhou was, after all, only a Literary Cultivation practitioner. After taking just one step, his legs went weak, the world spun around him, and with a thud, he collapsed onto the ground.
"HAHAHAHAHA..." The children burst into laughter.
Fangfang laughed the loudest.
The examinees did not laugh. They looked at one another and gently shook their heads.
Even a Martial Cultivator would be dizzy and disoriented after spinning at such speed without prior preparation.
"Circulate Righteous Qi!" Song Baige said in a deep voice.
Only then did Guan Zhou suddenly understand. A breeze stirred around him, making his robes flutter. Then, his trembling, weak legs steadied, and he slowly rose.
The examinees' eyes lit up.
Wang Buwu said, "That's right! Righteous Qi can calm the mind. Even if your head is spinning, Righteous Qi still works. At a time like this, us Martial Cultivators are actually inferior to Literary Cultivation practitioners."
Everyone watched as Guan Zhou actually walked forward steadily, constantly adjusting his position as he moved and slowly approaching the spot directly before the Charcoal Face.
"As expected of a Literary Cultivation practitioner. At a time like this, it still comes down to Righteous Qi..."
Before Wang Buwu could finish speaking, the six noseless children clapped their hands and sang together.
"Moon Grandpa, clouds hurry by. Cover Grandpa, listen with your ears. Flowers stomp their feet, Moon Grandpa guesses!"
One noseless child ran over, snatched the red nose from Guan Zhou's hand, and scampered behind the line with a grin.
Guan Zhou hurriedly shook his head and listened intently.
The six children sang the nursery rhyme