Chapter 160 - 112: Unfathomable Like Gods and Ghosts

Southern Imperial Capital.

The best Celestial Pride Academy in the Imperial Capital is graduating.

The potential class is having a gathering at the most luxurious restaurant, and the owner is so honored that they’ve even put up a banner at the entrance!

"Welcome High School Entrance Exam Top Scorer, 12% off all meals today except for alcoholic and soft drinks."

Of course, all expenses for the potential class are waived by the owner.

For the owner, having the nation’s top scorer from the entrance exam visit is a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Three-quarters of the three-story building is booked by the potential class, with department managers personally coordinating, arranging the swiftest waitstaff, all young guys and girls, to serve.

That’s right.

Even though the entrance exam ended three days ago, the potential class is just now starting to celebrate.

No choice.

Top scorer Du Jing’s Book has just spared some time; he’s usually busy and has even visited the swampy areas.

While others were still training on Earth over the past year, Du Jing’s Book was already frequenting the swamps.

Among his peers in the Southern Imperial Capital, who doesn’t envy Du Jing’s Book?

With an illustrious family and strong background, especially with his own formidable talent.

Second-grade martial artist in the entrance exam.

This is practically a miracle.

Consider, for some students of B-class academies, they only hope to reach the second-grade level before graduation.

What you’ve pursued your entire life is nearly innate to others.

With the talent and background of Du Jing’s Book, he is destined to be a prominent figure in Southern Imperial Capital, and even throughout the Divine Land.

The title of top scorer is just the beginning.

As for whether to refine the bones, it truly doesn’t matter.

There are many martial artists who didn’t refine their bones yet still broke through to Grandmaster.

And many golden bone types have died untimely in the swamps.

To survive and reach the pinnacle of the fifth grade as soon as possible is the pressing priority.

The owner looks at the potential class’s gathering from afar, eyes brimming with envy, as a second-grade martial artist himself, this is his ceiling.

But the life of Du Jing’s Book is just beginning.

Top scorer of the entrance exam.

How many examinees have to fight to produce one; this is the King among peers.

As for the second place, who would even remember!

"Has the cake arrived?"

The owner calls the department manager through the intercom!

"Report, boss, it’s on its way, the cake is quite large, so the transport is a bit tricky!"

The floor manager arrives.

"Good, have it delivered as soon as possible!"

To flatter Du Jing’s Book, the owner has even ordered a big cake as a congratulatory gesture for the top scorer.

Whether Du Jing’s Book appreciates it is another matter, but at least I’d have done my part.

If nothing unexpected happens, by this time next year, Du Jing’s Book could very well be a third-grade martial artist, maybe even... fourth-grade!

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

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"Class monitor, the Ministry of Education is so stingy, there’s only a top scorer’s badge for rewards, not even any material reward, it’s outrageous!"

Du Jing’s Book sits at the head position, sipping a glass of ice water indifferently.

His complexion is fair, and he looks very handsome.

The food in front of him remained untouched; as a top scorer, he had to maintain a difference from others.

I’m just sipping water indifferently; you all would think it’s impossible to reach me.

He loves being flattered, enjoys seeing others’ admiration.

Always a step ahead since childhood, it’s become a part of his life.

"Hmph, what kind of status does the class monitor have? How could he care about a little material reward? That top scorer’s badge is already in his pocket!"

Another classmate said.

"We wish the class monitor every success, and that he may break through to fifth-grade before graduating from Wuda!"

A girl stood up.

"You’re wrong, our class monitor will surely break through to Grandmaster before graduation!"

Another jumped in.

Du Jing’s Book remained expressionless!

Everything you say is correct; before graduating from Wuda, I will certainly break through to fifth-grade, maybe even Grandmaster.

Among peers, I must be the King.

And I will certainly be the King.

"What is this Cengyan City, some poor, backward place, affecting the class monitor from getting his badge, it’s simply disgusting!"

Suddenly, a classmate cursed loudly.

The top scorer’s badge is a badge of honor given by the Ministry of Education to the top scorer of the entrance exam.

According to long-standing tradition, it is awarded by the local Admiral’s Mansion immediately after the exam.

But this year, the Cengyan City postponed the exam, so the top scorer’s badge hasn’t been awarded yet.

"That Thousand-Layered Pancake City seems to have just finished their exams this morning, so soon, it should be the class monitor’s turn to receive the badge, and we’ll accompany him to the Admiral’s Mansion!"

The students laughed happily.

When the class monitor receives his award, they bask in his glory as well, after all, we’re in the same class as the top scorer.

Du Jing’s Book maintained a cold smile.

He just loved seeing people hypocritically flatter him, even when there’s envy in their eyes.

Even some resentment.

He liked being hated; it proved his excellence.

"Classmates, to celebrate the awarding of the top scorer, our shop is gifting everyone a cake, wishing you all in Wuda to soar to great heights, with everyone becoming Grandmasters!"

The owner personally brought over the cake.

This cake was indeed big, the size of half a ping pong table, with words written on the surface: Soar to Great Heights!

"Class monitor, cut the cake, ha-ha!"

Students coaxed one after another.

Du Jing’s Book stood up, calmly walking over to the cake.

These bootlickers always engage in such formalistic actions!

To please me, you all truly go to great lengths; this is the qualification of the strong.

"Class monitor, something’s wrong, something majorly wrong!"

Just as Du Jing’s Book was about to cut, a startled cry came from downstairs.

Du Jing’s Book frowned.

"Why are you shouting in such a hurry?"

The bathrooms were on the first floor, and this classmate had just come from there.