Everyone seethed at the bastard rules Lu Sui had laid down, but none dared speak up.
They were terrified that one wrong word would get more bullshit rules slapped onto them.
Now they finally understood: Lu Sui really could not interfere with the Trial itself.
But the bastard could fucking restrict the players themselves!
Thankfully, the old geezer was not completely rotten and only required Tang Xiaoling to receive one meditation cushion.
If he had demanded ten outright, they might as well forget the Trial and slit their own throats on the spot!
What they did not know, however, was that it was not that Lu Sui did not want to, but that he could not.
Even custom rules had to be reasonable.
As the saying went, the Great Dao numbered fifty, while heaven employed forty-nine; one always had to leave others a sliver of hope.
Otherwise, this Trial would become utterly meaningless.
For that matter, if he really could do whatever he pleased, why bother making a rule that Tang Xiaoling had to obtain a meditation cushion?
Would it not be easier to simply declare that she had passed?
And so, a Trial that had never been fair to begin with officially began.
The participants could now enter the village to search for meditation cushions.
Strangely, however, everyone stayed right where they were without moving.
Tiantian had not left because she was in no hurry whatsoever.
At that moment, she suddenly spotted a loophole.
If whoever obtained the first meditation cushion had to give it to Tang Xiaoling...
Then did that mean Tang Xiaoling could also give the cushion to her or Callisto?
That way, they would not need to waste effort searching.
They only needed to sit there and wait for the others to obediently deliver them!
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