Whenever Qing Chen discovered a rule-breaker, he confiscated the prohibited items without hesitation, then barked coldly:
"Get off the ship. Make no loud noises, or I'll cripple your cultivation!"
The disciples he rebuked scrambled out of the room as though they had received a pardon.
They looked so bedraggled, as though demon beasts were chasing them, that the disciples disembarking wore extremely peculiar expressions.
As time slowly passed, more and more disciples underwent inspection.
Qing Chen worked with practiced skill, each move precise and unerring, leaving those disciples who had hoped to get lucky nowhere to hide.
Just under an hour quietly passed before Qing Chen finally finished inspecting every disciple whose name had been called.
He stepped out of the room, swept his gaze across the crowd once more, then announced in a voice like a booming bell:
"No problems were found during this inspection. Disciples, enter the transportation formations in batches!"
Hearing this, Ji Cangming's taut nerves instantly relaxed, and he let out a long breath.
He had fully expected Qing Chen to seize the opportunity to make serious trouble, but to his surprise, it had ultimately been nothing more than going through the motions. He inwardly rejoiced at his good fortune.
Miao Long and Xue Qingxia sighed softly and exchanged a glance, both thinking that it had only been an act after all.
Gongsun Yang thought to himself, As expected of the chief examiner. His performance nearly fooled even me.
The disciples who had been inspected, however, all looked bewildered, seemingly unable to believe they had escaped disaster so easily.
They stood rooted to the spot, their minds in turmoil, unable to understand why the chief examiner had let them off so lightly.
Qing Chen stood at the bow, his expression as calm as still water, as