Soon, Lin Ke brought Zong Ya to the examination square halfway up Spirit Essence Peak.
Before he and Zong Ya arrived, six or seven hundred people had already gathered in the square. Like Zong Ya, they had come to take the Alchemist examination.
In one part of the square, however, Lin Ke spotted Zhao Yan again, who had just come up the mountain.
At that moment, he was resting with his spirit tiger and several subordinates in a pavilion the sect had built specifically for the Alchemists overseeing the examination.
Seeing this, the steward disciples responsible for maintaining order merely shook their heads helplessly at most, without stepping forward to stop him.
"He's here to oversee the examination?"
Lin Ke narrowed his eyes, doubt immediately rising in his mind.
If Zhao Yan really was a wastrel as those disciples claimed, Lin Ke could hardly agree with his qualifications to oversee the examination.
If he assigned scores arbitrarily, Zong Ya's examination would probably run into quite a few problems.
"Senior brother, you've got it wrong."
Just then, another disciple beside him interjected, "He isn't here to oversee anything. He's clearly here to take the Alchemist examination, just like us."
Lin Ke raised his eyebrows. "A disciple taking the examination actually dares to sit in an examiner's seat?"
He could not help sneering. "It seems this junior brother Zhao Yan has a frighteningly lofty status."
Hearing this, the disciple who had just chimed in immediately shook his head. "You can say that again."
"From what I've heard, Elder Crimson Firmament specially prepared a spirit-grade Six-Revolution Fire Condensation Pill formula for him so he could pass. This examination is really just a formality..."
At these words, Zong Ya's expression grew somewhat graver.
Noticing the change in her expression, Lin Ke immediately reassured her,