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An instructor from Breath Soil...

A miner?

After a moment of silence, Shen Ye looked at the body on the ground and suddenly sighed,

"But... how am I supposed to get back?"

Everyone had left.

—No one appeared, nor was there any response.

In the darkness,

light began to emerge.

Shen Ye looked down and saw the longevity lock on his arm radiating colorful light.

"Hmph, all of this has finally ended."

A familiar voice sounded from the chain.

This was—

Chaos Spirit Light!

Threads of light rose from the longevity lock and congregated mid-air into a colorful bird.

The bird skillfully landed on Shen Ye\'s hand and cocked its head to look at him.

"Without my permission, Yinchen\'s fate would never be linked with someone else. Song Qingyun dared to make a move without even understanding this."

"Foolish."

The Chaos Spirit Light commented coldly.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Ye said, "Senior, Song Qingyun killed so many people, why didn\'t you let Yinchen participate in the Divine Artifact trial earlier?"

"She was trapped and killed by her sister within the family, and once she entered Hongyin Temple, the whole family would know and might even try to interfere with her—if not for you, she wouldn\'t have had the courage to fight her sister," replied Chaos Spirit Light.

"Me?" Shen Ye asked, puzzled.

"Yes, she was planning to reincarnate and leave, but you wouldn\'t let her die; only then did she decide to make a last-ditch effort," said Chaos Spirit Light.

Thinking back, Shen Ye realized that it seemed to be true.

"I\'m the most pitiable one. Now I have to continue serving the Song Family. Sigh, I wonder when it will end," muttered Chaos Spirit Light.

"Haha, I\'ll treat you to a meal sometime. Please take good care of Yinchen. After all, she has no one by her side now," laughed Shen Ye.

"Kid, you\'re quite worldly," said Chaos Spirit Light.

The longevity lock coiled around Shen Ye\'s arm shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground.

"This is no longer useful."

"Yeah."

"I\'ll send you off, but you need to progress quickly, kid—even if it\'s just to survive, you must improve rapidly."

"I know, I\'ll work hard," Shen Ye responded.

Chaos Spirit Light gave him a slight push from behind.

All the surrounding scenery suddenly dispersed, as if some technique had been broken.

Splash!

Shen Ye fell to the ground.

This was the sports field.

The Magical Martial Arts Arena of Breath Soil High School.

The students stood tall and still, brimming with vitality.

An unfamiliar drill instructor walked back and forth among the crowd with his hands behind his back, occasionally glancing above everyone\'s heads.

When Shen Ye fell, everyone turned to look at him.

"A disciple of Chaotic Heaven Gate... Why are you so late?"

The drill instructor seemed surprised.

A voice from the void rang out,

"He was on a top-secret mission for the Tower of Tarot, that\'s why he\'s late. Don\'t cause trouble."

The drill instructor, feeling the power fluctuations, immediately changed his expression.

"I see, sorry to trouble you for making the trip in person."

"Hmph."

The void closed up.

Shen Ye wobbled to his feet, turned his head, and saw the crowd begin to stir.

The Tower of Tarot!

The most mysterious organization in the world!

—Shen Ye was on a top-secret mission inside!

Even Xiao Mengyu couldn\'t help but want to ask him what exactly he had done.

"Silence! Want to run twenty laps? Continue being disruptive if that\'s what you want!"

"Shen Ye, fall in!" .net

The drill instructor commanded loudly.

Only then did the students manage to quiet down somewhat.

Shen Ye jogged back and stood in his original spot.

The drill instructor glanced at Shen Ye and said,

"Alright, I\'ll continue to show everyone now; if anyone received a \'name\' last night, I will tell you."

"Stand properly!"

The drill instructor moved into the ranks, walking past each student.

"Hmm, Xiao Mengyu, don\'t be disheartened, you actually received a \'name\'."

The drill instructor stated.

Xiao Mengyu was taken aback, then cheered up and quickly asked,

"Drill instructor, what\'s my \'name\'?"

"Through my Dharma Eye, it seems that I saw a sword," the officer said.

"That\'s great! Thank you, drill instructor," Xiao Mengyu replied joyfully.

The drill instructor turned his head and looked toward Guo Yunye with a surprise gradually forming on his face.

"Hmm... you\'ve got a \'name\' too."

"What\'s it, drill instructor?" Guo Yunye asked.

"...It\'s a fierce animal, I can\'t say it publicly since it\'s your personal privacy, but it should greatly help your professional career."

As Guo Yunye was about to ask more questions, the officer immediately turned away to look at others.

Shen Ye stood in the distance, pondering to himself.

—In fact, the most important thing about the Dharma Eye is to create a Pupil Skill, like my own "Demon-slaying Frost Line".

Such things as deriving a \'name\' for a person are just incidental for most people.

After all, Dharma Eyes differ one from another.

There are few Dharma Eyes like the "Moonlight Divine Illumination," which can directly see the Evaluation Entry.

So—

What could this drill instructor see if he looked at me?

As Shen Ye was contemplating, he saw that the drill instructor had reached Zhang Xiaoyi\'s side and patted him on the shoulder, saying,

"Not bad, I saw a running figure. It looks like you\'re well suited to being a powerful melee Professional."

Zhang Xiaoyi\'s face lit up with excitement.

Shen Ye looked above his head and saw an Evaluation Entry floating in midair:

"Endurer."

"Description: All Attribute consumption rates reduced by twenty percent."

"——A marathon expert on the battlefield."

This Evaluation Entry isn\'t bad at all.

No.

This Evaluation Entry is quite impressive!

Thinking back, during the test, Shi Ye had been chased and hit, and even bitten by a dog, yet he had endured it all, and in the end, managed to find Xiao Mengyu and himself.

——Incredible endurance, can take a beating without flinching!

This Evaluation Entry fits him perfectly!

Right.

Then there was Nangong Sirui.

Shen Ye looked towards Nangong Sirui, only to see that above his head, there was nothing at all.

Huh?

He hadn\'t managed to get an Evaluation Entry?

Just as he was thinking about it, an instructor walked up in front of him and looked up.

"Hmm, Shen Ye, successor of the Chaotic Heaven Gate... Whoa! Why is there such a crowd above your head?"

The instructor exclaimed in surprise.

"..." Shen Ye.

All the classmates turned their heads in unison to look at Shen Ye.

The instructor also took a couple of steps back, staring at Shen Ye\'s head, watching with great interest as if it were a TV drama.

Shen Ye thought for a moment and then understood.

Indeed, the ordinary Dharma Eye could only see various \'names\' represented as symbols.

What the instructor saw must have been different images.

But.

He had quite a few Evaluation Entries...

Perhaps the instructor needed some time to slowly discern them?

"Instructor, what do you see?"

Xiao Mengyu asked with interest.

After looking for a while longer and rubbing his eyes, the instructor said:

"A Little Match Boy selling matches to a person who was overbearing and unreasonable — that man didn\'t pay and also cursed him. Onlookers gathered around, one of them laughed loudly, another began to sing, oh... and one boy drew a knife and fought with the unreasonable man, nearly getting killed by him!"

"..." Xiao Mengyu.

"..." Everyone.

How could there be such a complex \'name\'? It was like watching a play.

Shen Ye lowered his head, speechless himself.

The Little Match Boy.

The person who dined and dashed.

A Joyous Being.

The Divas.

The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities.

——It was indeed a full set of characters.

The instructor sighed and said with an admiring tone, "Chaotic Heaven Gate is really different, it\'s like something out of a movie."

"Alright, let\'s move on to the next one."

He moved onto Nangong Sirui, nodded and passed by, then went on to check the next person.

Nangong Sirui said nothing, his expression somber.

About ten minutes later.

The instructor had looked at and commented on everyone.

He went to the front of the team and announced loudly:

"Alright."

"This was just one opportunity. Those who received a \'name\' should not be arrogant, and those who didn\'t get one should not lose heart. There will be more chances in the future."

"Now, dismiss!"

Everyone looked around at each other.

"Instructor, didn\'t you say there would be a mentor selection phase?"

Someone asked.

"That\'s a mutual selection process. It\'s not only about a mentor liking you, but you also have to be willing to choose the corresponding mentor — the campus is large, so go find a mentor on your own — this is not going to be easy," the instructor said loudly.

The students immediately began to talk among themselves.

Xiao Mengyu went straight up to Shen Ye, asking quietly, "Are you working for the Tower of Tarot?"

Shen Ye\'s lips moved slightly, just about to speak, but he noticed that all the students around were looking over.

That won\'t do—

Whether it\'s about the Master of the Weeping Demon Prison, Song Qingyun\'s matters, or the being that controlled the Flying Sword, none of these topics are suitable for public discussion.

"We\'ll talk about it later," Shen Ye said.

Xiao Mengyu glanced around and caught on as well.

Indeed, such matters weren\'t suitable for a public place.

"Then I\'m off — I met someone yesterday who might be a mentor. I\'ll go have a look and see if I can find them. I\'ll contact you tonight," Xiao Mengyu said.

"Yeah, go ahead," Shen Ye said.

Not just Xiao Mengyu, other students also scattered to seek the mentors they had encountered the previous night.

Shen Ye stood on the training field for a while.

Sleepy.

Tired.

But today\'s lessons were important.

A single mentor could greatly advance one\'s learning career.

Everyone understood this.

Yet he still stood there unmoving.

——The instructor had just given him a subtle look, indicating that he should wait a bit before leaving.

"Morning, instructor," Shen Ye greeted respectfully.

The instructor came over, looking at him, then at the card in his hand.

"Shen Ye... you got full marks last night."

"Worthy of being a successor of the Chaotic Heaven Gate, we haven\'t seen this in centuries," the instructor said.

"Thank you for the compliment, instructor!" Shen Ye said loudly.

"Hmm, very energetic, then let me give you a hint—"

The instructor spoke in a low voice, whispering into his ear:

"Full marks earn a special privilege. You can choose your own mentor, and they can\'t refuse. They must provide you with a trial, and if you pass, you can become their student."

Mentors can\'t refuse?

Shen Ye was somewhat worried.

"But, instructor, a willing mind is what makes sweet work," he said.

"No worries, you\'re a full marks freshman. Even if someone threw you into a barren land, you\'d probably still grow — no one would refuse a student like you," the instructor said.

That was indeed true.

But his goal was—

A miner.

That esteemed expert controlling the Flying Sword, her recommended choice, should be correct.

Shen Ye felt a little uneasy in his heart.