Fairy Eye

"Oh? Is that so! How often does the Sixth Elder come to the Talisman Academy?" Han Lin asked, seemingly intrigued.

"There's no fixed number, but they usually come about once every six months."

"Is that so..."

Han Lin nodded, said nothing more, and turned to look at the assessment area.

At this moment, a group of proctors were leading more than a dozen examinees toward them.

It was vast and magnificent.

After a group of people arrived at the entrance of the main hall, Cui Ping walked into the hall alone.

Xu Xian stood at the front of the crowd, glanced in Han Lin's direction, and his face was gloomy.

Han Lin narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing this and glared back defiantly.

He believed that he had no enemies within the sect other than Zhao Changping.

If this person harbors hatred towards me for no reason, it's most likely related to Zhao Changping.

Since the other party was being so blatant, he didn't need to be polite anymore, and was even willing to make a big fuss, because only in this way could he make Zhao Changping think twice.

He figured that even if Zhao Changping wanted to kill him, he would never want to make their feud public.

Otherwise, with his death, Zhao Changping would inevitably be thrust into the spotlight.

After all, he was no longer the handyman disciple he used to be, but a proper disciple at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he had even achieved some success in talisman making.

At this moment, Liang Yiqiu slowly walked out of the hall, glanced at everyone, walked to the wooden frame, and struck the hanging gong with a thud.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come. This recruitment assessment is now over! Those who did not pass the assessment should not be discouraged, as there will be other opportunities in the future. Please leave in an orderly manner if you did not pass the assessment."

"Oh, what a pity, just a little short!"

"Yeah, let's try again next year!"

"Damn, another five hundred contribution points wasted. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have listened to that bastard's nonsense."

"Bro, were you also fooled into coming here?"

"Yeah! It's all because of that son of a bitch Fu Jiu, saying this year's assessment was especially easy..."

As Liang Yiqiu announced his departure, those who failed the test were all dejected. Some even cursed and insulted Fu Jiu's producers.

Then, dejectedly, he walked towards the gate of the Talisman Academy.

After everyone left, Liang Yiqiu briefly explained the rules of the Talisman Academy to Han Lin and the others. Then he called over an old man who took everyone except Han Lin away.

Han Lin followed the woman named Cui Ping and walked towards the east side of Fu Yuan Square.

"Our disciples in the Talisman Academy are divided into three ranks: upper, middle, and lower."

"Different levels have different benefits. Take housing for example. Lower-level disciples have to live in a house with nine people. But we middle-level disciples only have to live in a house with three people."

On a wide and clean road, Cui Ping spoke to Han Lin as they walked.

"Three people living in one house?"

"Wouldn't that be worse than where we used to live? Can't we go back to where we used to live?"

Han Lin glanced at the dark gate of a mansion to the side and asked as he walked.

"You can go back to live there, but middle-level disciples have tasks every day, and it's tiring to run back and forth, so unless they take a vacation, they won't leave the Talisman Academy."

"Oh, I see. So what do we do every day?"

"This is a long story. Didn't the head steward just give you a 'Talisman Academy Handbook'? It has a clear explanation in it. Brother Han, you'll understand once you go back and take a look!" Cui Ping didn't really want to explain this issue.

"Oh well."

Han Lin nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The two continued forward, passing several more houses, and finally stopped at the gate of a house with a sign that read "Number Thirty-Nine" at the end.

Cui Ping used the key to open the gate, inside which was a courtyard house surrounded by three buildings.

Cui Ping pointed to a house on the west side and said, "Brother Han, you can live there from now on. I live in the north room, and a man named He Ming lives in the east room. He doesn't seem to be home right now. I'll introduce you to him another day."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Miss Cui." Han Lin clasped his hands in a fist salute and turned to walk towards the west room.

There was only one room, but it was very spacious and divided into several functional areas.

There is also a separate bookshelf and desk.

Han Lin opened the desk drawer and found an unopened talisman pen inside.

The quality is comparable to what he bought at Baibaotang before.

The daily necessities were also packaged in a large, clean, and complete package.

Han Lin cleaned the room, made some arrangements, and then sat behind his desk, taking out the "Talisman Academy Handbook" and starting to read it.

This book mainly describes the organizational structure and operating rules of the Talisman Academy. It clearly records what people at different levels should do and how much salary they receive.

Han Lin spent half an hour reading the entire book.

There are two parts that he cares about most.

These are the duties and salaries of intermediate disciples, as well as the rules for advancing to higher ranks.

As described above, middle-level disciples do not need to perform various chores like lower-level disciples. Unless specifically assigned, they only need to complete a fixed number of tasks each month.

And this task, naturally, is to make talismans.

A mid-level disciple is required to submit at least three hundred mid-level spirit talismans each month.

If the standard is not met, the salary will be deducted proportionally; if the standard is not met for six consecutive months, the disciple will be demoted to a lower-level disciple.

However, if you exceed the target by 100% for three consecutive months, you can apply for a promotion assessment.

Once you pass the assessment, you can become a senior disciple.

Advanced disciples are the elite of the Talisman Academy. If they are even luckier, they might even be noticed by the Sixth Elder and directly promoted to a nominal disciple or a true disciple.

The Sixth Elder currently has three disciples, two of whom were directly selected from the Talisman Academy.

Becoming the Sixth Elder's disciple is something all the disciples of the Talisman Academy look forward to.

"Having exceeded the target by 100% for three consecutive months, I wonder if I have a chance?"

Han Lin slowly closed the Fu Academy Handbook, stroking his chin as he pondered silently.

At the same time, there is a big question that he can't figure out, so he needs to ask Cui Ping again.

Thinking of this, Han Lin immediately opened the door and went out.

Upon arriving at the main house, I saw that the door was unlocked, so I reached out and knocked.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Brother Han, is there something you need?" Cui Ping opened the door and looked at Han Lin with a puzzled expression.

"I'm sorry, Miss Cui, but I have a question on my mind that I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't get it answered, so..." Han Lin said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Oh, what's your question? Go ahead and ask." Cui Ping glanced back, showing no intention of inviting Han Lin into the house.

"Here's the thing, I just read the Talisman Academy Handbook! According to it, middle-level disciples are supposed to submit three hundred mid-grade spirit talismans every month, right? Isn't there a loophole in this?" Han Lin didn't mind and stood outside the door to speak.

"Vulnerability?"

"That's right. If we borrow talismans from others or buy them to complete the task, wouldn't it be much easier to finish, or even exceed the target?"

Han Lin voiced his confusion.

In his view, there should be a solution to this matter; he just didn't know the details.