Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 189 Ten days of arduous training went unnoticed, but one day of triumph made him famous throughout the land.
In the examination room number B, the candidates looked at each other with strange expressions as they watched the examiners leave in a hurry.

The examiner didn't even know how to grade the results?

This situation is truly a spectacle that has been witnessed for thousands of years.

Many students from impoverished families turned to look in Li Qingya's direction, their eyes revealing gloating smiles.

They seemed to be pleased that Li Qingya had suffered a setback.

The clerk hurriedly sought out his superior, the chief examiner of the preliminary imperial examination, to discuss the matter.

"Ok?"

"Someone physically withstood the Earthshattering Hammer and shattered it?"

"Are you sure you don't want to use martial arts to shatter it?"

The chief examiner, Xie Jianzhi, looked incredulous and asked a question, seemingly suspecting that the scribe was lying to him.

After all, it was not uncommon for people to present auspicious omens to the emperor.

Who knows, it might be someone from below trying to create an auspicious omen for the emperor during this imperial examination.

The clerk gave a wry smile and explained in a deep voice, "Lord Xie, this matter is absolutely true, and I did not make it up."

“The candidates present, as well as Li Qingya of the Li family, all saw it with their own eyes; there’s no way to fake it.”

Hearing that even Li Qingya had witnessed it with his own eyes, Xie Jianzhi believed the scribe's words to a great extent.

"Lord Xie, Jiang Pojun's actions are not listed in the evaluation manual. How should this be evaluated?"

"Please, Lord Xie, make the right judgment."

After a moment of contemplation, Xie Jianzhi raised his eyelids and asked in a calm tone, "What is Jiang Pojun's background?"

"Surname Jiang? Could he be a junior of General Jiang?"

“No!” The clerk lowered his voice, his tone slightly hoarse. “They are not juniors from General Jiang’s household, but refugees from Longxi.”

"So you're from Longxi." Xie Jianzhi's tone suddenly became frivolous, with a hint of disdain.

"Since he has no connections, then we'll rule him out and cancel Jiang Pojun's score."

Cancel the score?

Xie Jianzhi's order immediately stunned the scribe.

Jiang Pojun's strength is obvious to all, so canceling his results is just blatant bullying.
Not only would Jiang Pojun be dissatisfied, but the other candidates would probably be too...

"Sir, this is not appropriate."

"What if the test takers start making a scene..."

Before the clerk could finish speaking, Xie Jianzhi sneered, interrupting him:
"make trouble?"

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble will have their exam slots revoked from these peasants."

"Can't you even handle a bunch of peasants?"

Xie Jianzhi's eyes darkened, carrying a faint, chilling glint that sent a shiver down the spine of the clerk.

"Your subordinate..." The clerk's Adam's apple bobbed twice. Although he felt that Xie Jianzhi's order was inappropriate, he still chose to bow his head due to the other party's tyranny.

"I'll do it right away."

Having said that, the scribe lifted his foot to return to the examination hall.

Just then, a sharp shout suddenly rang in their ears.

"and many more!"

As the thunderous explosion subsided, a slightly gaunt figure suddenly appeared before the two.

The speed was so fast that it was like teleportation, leaving several afterimages in the void, so that Xie Jianzhi and the other person could not see how the other party appeared.

Upon seeing the visitor, Xie Jianzhi and the scribe immediately straightened up and bowed, saying:
"I've met Elder Jiang."

"I wonder what instructions Elder Jiang has for me?"

Xie Jianzhi and the scribe looked at each other with a hint of respect.

Although Jiang Chaosheng did not hold a formal official position, no one dared to underestimate this former Heavenly Marquis.

For a big shot like Jiang Chaosheng, killing them would be as easy as crushing an ant.

Jiang Chaosheng rolled his eyes, completely ignoring Xie Jianzhi, and went straight to the scribe, snatching the booklet from his hand.

He then waved his hand and wrote "Top-Tier Rank 1" in the Earth-Splitting Hammer column below Jiang Pojun's name.

On top of armor?
Xie Jianzhi and the scribe were both stunned.

What kind of rating is this?
The highest rating is A-shang, but what the heck is A-shang?

"Old Jiang, this is the imperial examination. His Majesty is watching. You can't do anything reckless." Xie Jianzhi advised, his voice weak and lacking in energy, a far cry from his previous assertive manner in front of the scribes.

"Reckless behavior?"

"Where have I been acting recklessly?"

"Jiang Pojun's performance exceeded everyone's expectations, far surpassing the top tier. What's wrong with me awarding him a top tier 1?" Jiang Chaosheng snorted coldly, seeing right through Xie Jianzhi's ulterior motives.

Isn't it just that he wants to curry favor with Li Qingya, which is why he's making things difficult for Jiang Pojun?
"However, according to the rules, there is no such rating as 'Top Grade'."

"Lord Lin repeatedly instructed that we must not give scores haphazardly."

Xie Jianzhi forced himself to speak, and at this moment he regretted speaking so confidently earlier. He hadn't expected Jiang Chaosheng to interfere.

"Randomly assigning scores?" Jiang Chaosheng sneered disdainfully, then changed the subject, saying mockingly:
"Should I go and find Lin, and give him another top-tier rating in front of you?"

Upon hearing Jiang Chaosheng's domineering words, the clerk couldn't help but show an expression of admiration.

A true hero is one who can summon and dismiss the chief examiner of the imperial examinations at will!

Neither Xie Jianzhi nor the scribe doubted Jiang Chaosheng's words.

In their view, Jiang Chaosheng really did have such abilities.

"Thank you, Jianzhi. The imperial examination is for selecting talent for the country, not for petty people like you to do favors."

"You take care of yourself!"

Jiang Chaosheng's murderous words caused Xie Jianzhi to break out in a cold sweat, large beads of sweat soaking the back of his clothes in an instant.

"Go announce the results."

"Don't keep the test takers waiting!"

Jiang Chaosheng gave the order, and the clerk took the booklet, as if holding a small mountain in his hands, it was very heavy.

"I obey your orders."

After saying that, the clerk jogged off to announce the results.

After the clerk left, Jiang Chaosheng glared at Xie Jianzhi, then left with a displeased expression.

Fortunately, he accepted Lin Qihe's invitation and came out of seclusion; otherwise, a promising talent would have been ruined by Xie Jianzhi.

Examination room number B.

The candidates waited and waited, but the examiners did not return, so they began to stir and whisper among themselves.

After waiting for a while, until everyone was getting restless, the scribe finally arrived late. Before returning to the examination hall, he wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Jiang Pojun, Jia Shangshang."

On top!
The moment this outrageous score was announced, the students in the examination room were in an uproar, their eyes filled with shock.

His gaze toward the scribe was filled with surprise, doubt, and shock.

It seems to be saying, "Top A, this result is for real?"
Before the imperial examinations, wasn't the highest score considered to be "Jia Shang" (甲上)?

Facing the questioning gazes of the candidates, the scribe remained calm and composed, saying:

"This is the decision of the superior. If you are not satisfied, you can report it to the superior or the Wenyuan Pavilion."

The clerk spoke these words with great vigor.

The score given by Jia Shangshang wasn't given by him.

He was just following orders.

His confident and composed demeanor immediately stunned the candidates present.

Let's go with A for now.

Anyway, they were convinced of Jiang Pojun's strength, and a rating of A-level or above wouldn't affect them at all.

This only made many students from underprivileged backgrounds even more excited.

Jiang Pojun, a refugee from Longxi, was able to achieve top-tier results. What does this prove?
This proves that this imperial examination was fair! Fair! Fair! And fair!

The atmosphere in the examination room became even more heated.

Before long, Jiang Pojun's top score spread throughout the examination hall and among the people on the viewing platform.

"What? Top Grade? Wasn't the highest rating supposed to be Top Grade?"

"Who arbitrarily changed the ratings?"

"Hmm? You mean Lin Qihe agreed?"

"Jiang Pojun is so monstrous that he could make Lin Qihe change his rating?"

"It seems the gift I sent earlier wasn't substantial enough. Go to the inner treasury and fetch a bottle of Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pills to send to Jiang Pojun!"

"Prepare a powerful, forbidden treasure. Regardless of whether Jiang Pojun accepts it or not, I'm determined to be his friend."

“Select the twelve most outstanding singers from the manor and send them to Jiang Pojun.”

"Jiang Pojun comes from a humble background and has certainly never seen a real beauty. He's young and impetuous, how could he possibly withstand this bone-scraping knife... Hahaha, as expected of me!" The Fourth Prince's triumphant laughter rang out.

……

"The results are released!"

dong dong dong-

The sound of gongs rang out one after another, echoing throughout the examination hall.

A group of candidates huddled together, watching the results of the preliminary exams being released.

The results of the preliminary examination were released quickly and without delay.

After all candidates have completed the assessment, the three scores are added together to obtain the total score.

Because there are twelve exam rooms, there are also twelve ranking lists.

Some people, filled with anxiety, squeezed into the crowd, their eyes fixed on the list, searching for their own names.

Some people, with an air of confidence and nonchalance, seem to have long been certain that they will advance to the second round of testing.

For example, he could transform into Jiang Pojun, or Li Qingya.

Soon, a servant from the Li family ran to Li Qingya's side, his face pale, and he said in a trembling voice:
"Young Master, you are second in the B-class examination room..."

The servant's mouth was dry and bitter, fearing that his young master would be dissatisfied with the result and fly into a rage.

However, Li Qingya's next words greatly surprised the servant.

Li Qingya appeared calm and composed, seemingly unaffected by his second-place finish. Instead, he smiled and gave an order.

"The leader is Jiang Pojun, isn't he?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Prepare a generous gift and send it to Jiang Pojun."

"Huh? Young master? He even wants to give a gift!" The servant was dumbfounded. His young master not only didn't hold a grudge against that peasant from Longxi, but was even giving him a gift?

This……

"What do you know?"

"Be magnanimous!"

After saying this, Jiang Pojun turned and left, returning to the Li residence.

The entire process was witnessed by the Sword Elder hidden in the jade pendant.

Seeing Jiang Pojun's reaction, Sword Elder nodded repeatedly, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Disciple, you weren't discouraged by being outmaneuvered this time?"

"Teacher, it's just a preliminary test. I didn't give it my all at all."

"What's wrong with giving up first place to Jiang Pojun?"

Li Qingya shook his head and said nonchalantly.

Sword Elder sighed and secretly praised him.

As expected of the sect leader's chosen one, his comprehension is truly astonishing.

After that setback in the Heavenly Sword Palace, he mastered the essence of the invincible path.

On the path to invincibility, aside from those top-tier powerhouses who have dominated their era, who dares to claim invincibility?

Therefore, believing oneself to be invincible is also a form of invincibility.

As long as I feel I haven't lost, then I haven't lost.

In order to give the avatar a perfect identity, Fang Heng had already bought a small courtyard for the avatar to live in.

Now that his avatar is famous throughout the capital city, he needs to be very careful when meeting with it.

It's best to avoid meeting unless absolutely necessary, to avoid attracting unwanted attention.

When the incarnation arrived at its own courtyard, it looked very strange and almost didn't recognize that it was its own courtyard.

Because outside the courtyard, people were lined up to give gifts.

Gold and silver jewelry are inferior.

Shop deeds and land deeds are everywhere.

They even possess several miraculous elixirs and rare treasures.

The people who gave the gifts were either servants from a prince's mansion or stewards from wealthy families.

"Greetings, Chief Jiang!"

"Chief Jiang, this is a generous gift from my Highness."

"I am a guest retainer of the Third Prince's residence, and I have come here to deliver a gift. Please make way for me and do not push me."

"What Third Prince? My master is the Fourth Prince."

"Hmph—in terms of seniority, it should be my Second Prince who is in charge. All of you, get to the back."

Fang Heng sighed as he watched a group of servants and stewards vying to give him gifts.

It truly is a case of ten years of arduous training unknown to anyone, only to be crowned champion and known throughout the world.

"Lord Jiang, these are twelve songstresses that my Fourth Prince has given to you. Please accept them."

As soon as the words were spoken, twelve beautiful songstresses, with slender figures and exquisite looks, spoke in sweet, coquettish voices.

"I have met Chief Jiang."

Instantly, a fragrance filled the air and wafted towards us.

How many men in the world can withstand such a test?

The others secretly cursed the Fourth Prince for his cunning and shamelessness, for resorting to such a despicable tactic as using a honey trap.

Fang Heng was also speechless. Sending a songstress?
This seems to be the second time. Who sent him a songstress last time?
Looking at the dazzling array of gifts, Fang Heng said in a deep voice, "Thank you all for your kind words."

"However, my courtyard is too small to hold all these gifts. Please take them back..."

Before Fang Heng could finish speaking, the butler interrupted:
"Chief Jiang, this matter is easy to handle."

“My young master has gifted you a seven-courtyard house, which is spacious enough to house a hundred people.”

"I will take all the gifts and help you move them there."

The butler of a wealthy family shut Fang Heng down with a single sentence.

As they spoke, a large group of people carried the congratulatory gifts for Jiang Pojun to the new courtyard.

This scene aroused envy, jealousy, and resentment among the surrounding neighbors, who wished these congratulatory gifts were given to them instead.

"You'll get used to this situation eventually."

A sudden voice rang in Fang Heng's ears, almost startling him.

The suddenness of the newcomer's appearance caught Fang Heng completely off guard.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing, gaunt old man, Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately guessed the man's identity.

This person must be the former Heavenly Lord mentioned in the divination.

(End of this chapter)