The Thirteen Trials of the Deceptive Monk

"That is what you are witnessing. It is the end of faith, the end of fear."

"It is a 'god beyond the realm of civilization'."

At that moment, the mournful sound of a police siren echoed in Lü Wenjun's mind.

That wasn't a metaphor, but a real, existing sound. Some mechanism detected the anomaly and thus issued an alarm across a vast distance. The increasingly urgent alarm subsided, transforming into a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

The voice of the prophet Sheen.

(Agent Vess, this is an urgent message from the King.)

(It has been confirmed that the 2658th seal of the Godsleep Volcano has been broken, and a new god from beyond the realm has been detected to awaken.)

(According to the divination, the being awakened this time is an extremely ancient nature god.)

Her tone was firmer than ever before. It was the decisiveness of conveying an order.

(To ensure the safety of the academy's faculty and students, as well as the surrounding secret realm, an urgent mission is hereby issued to you.)

(If Trista Academy fails to provide a satisfactory solution within 14 days from today, you will be the one to punish the god beyond the realm!)

Lu Wenjun stood blankly in the wind, feeling as if his mind had turned to wood.

I'm fighting a god beyond human control?

real or fake?

Chapter 57 No, I'm really going to do it?

The next morning, Merdin walked into the lounge, his face full of disgust.

“Unable to communicate.” His tone was like issuing a death notice. “He has lost his mind due to his obsession and has even forgotten his own divine name. He is nothing more than a natural phenomenon that is all show and no substance.”

The other teachers either sighed or expressed regret, but were not particularly surprised by the outcome. Tuliman said calmly, "Perhaps we can seal it away again."

"With its existence weakened to this extent, sealing it is nothing more than a slow death," Ling Ge sighed. "Let's give it some dignity!"

Without consciousness and unable to communicate, one cannot switch to the study of speech magic. A god driven solely by obsession is extremely dangerous, and for the sake of the students and those around them, such a deity must not be allowed to run rampant.

The so-called dignified way to handle it is to punish the gods.

"Should I send a request to Mingxiao?"

"It's not good to keep bothering her. Let the student council president do it this time."

"That's a huge waste of their talents. If you ask me, we should let the club leaders give it a try; it'll be a good way for them to gain experience..."

The teachers chatted casually, all glancing at Ji Chuanjun. For these legendary mages, resolving the incident itself was a piece of cake. But matters involving otherworldly gods were always the highest priority, and with the principal absent, Professor Ji was responsible for making the final decision.

Ji Chuanjun stood by the window, his hands behind his back, gazing at the deep green forest in the distance.

"This time, the God of the Outer World is not powerful. It has weakened to this extent that even a first-year student could handle it."

“Professor Ji?” Earl Welton said loudly.

She turned and said, "I intend to entrust the extermination mission to this year's freshmen."

"Are you serious?" "That's ridiculous!" "That's irresponsible!"

The teachers' lounge erupted immediately, the teachers quickly skipping over the initial discussions and arguments and entering into a free-for-all of words. The youngest, Bill, spoke first, banging on the table and saying hurriedly, "Excuse me, Professor, but this is going too far—if I hadn't rushed over last night, Lü and Tianyin Academy would be two separate entities by now!"

“Our most outstanding and promising young talents stumbled at the first encounter,” Tullijman lamented. “It’s not that the young people aren’t good enough, but that no warrior has ever faced a god so early in his career. Even Hercules only faced the Hydra after a long period of training, and the knowledge we’ve imparted is clearly inferior to that of Chiron.”

Ling Ge retorted without hesitation: "You're sending your students to their deaths."

Ji Chuanjun gestured for everyone to be quiet. She slowly said, "An unprepared first encounter and a prepared attack are two different things. Although we will not be personally involved, we can provide knowledge and advice. I believe that with sufficient preparation, a student like Lü Wenjun can at least hold his own."

After listening for a while, Earl Welton agreed instead: "At this level of weakness, a magician of the heretical level does theoretically have a chance of defeating him. But he must not go it alone."

“Then let’s mobilize all first-year students to participate in the campaign,” Ji Chuanjun said, making a startling statement. “Treat it as a special lesson and prepare corresponding remedial classes.”

“Professor, I think the level of the original berserk mode is sufficient to meet the needs of actual combat.” Tuliman frowned.

Ji Chuanjun was prepared: "This year's freshmen experienced the original text's rampage as early as the first day of school, so performing it again will have no deterrent effect on them."

"Look what your high-achieving student has done," Merdin said coldly.

"I think she's just deliberately trying to make us work overtime," Ling Ge lamented. "Oh my god! But what reason do we have? Or rather, what student with any intelligence would want to get involved in this mess?"

Ji Chuanjun explained her reasons, and all the teachers thought it was extremely unethical. However, it was theoretically feasible, and everyone understood Ji Chuanjun's real reason for making such an arrangement.

After some complaining and bickering, all the teachers in charge of first grade busied themselves preparing supplementary lesson plans. Only Merdin remained, sitting in a corner drinking herbal tea.

He had rarely spoken before, sitting in the corner observing coldly. Ji Chuanjun asked, "Your prophecy?"

“Fourteen days,” Merdin said. “If the conquest is not completed within fourteen days, the tentacles of the god will reach the library. It will devour vast amounts of knowledge and magic, using fragments to reshape personalities… and then its tentacles will penetrate the Sleeping God Volcano, unlocking or devouring thousands of its slumbering kin.”

Merding finished his herbal tea, tapping the teacup on the table with a crisp sound.

“There are only 13 days left now.” He said with a half-smile, “I hope your pointless sympathy hasn’t clouded your judgment… After all, nobody wants to see a second doomsday sunset in 13 days.”

"I will continue to follow this."

“Of course, you’re always watching,” Merdin chuckled.

He put on his hood and walked out of the lounge, leaving Ji Chuanjun alone to gaze at the forest.

·

"I'm sorry, Wenjun..." Linggong said apologetically, "I thought it was at most a yokai with divine powers, but I didn't expect it to be..."

Lu Wenjun waved his hand weakly: "It's not your fault. We all made the mistake of being presumptuous... Consider this a lesson learned. Remember, we have no right to interfere with things like abnormal environmental conditions in the future!"

With only a few minutes left before the alchemy class began, Lü Wenjun and Ling Gong sat in the last row and whispered to each other.

Ling Gong still felt guilty: "But no matter what, the incident was caused by me. I guess I still need to make amends!"

"I never thought I'd actually hear lines like that in real life..."

Ling Gong clenched her fist: "Wen Jun, please speak freely. Whatever your request, I will definitely do it!"

"Everyone around us is watching! Please stop talking!" Lu Wenjun slumped on the table. "Don't worry, it's okay! The matter will be resolved soon, and before long we can hold hands and celebrate the arrival of autumn."

"Will it really go that smoothly...?"

"How could it not go smoothly? It will definitely go smoothly!" Lu Wenjun's face was ferocious. "Our school is the largest and strongest magic school in the Inner World. It is rich in resources and full of powerful people. Those who can be promoted to professor are at least legendary-level magicians, and above them are genuine mythical-level big shots. How could such a lineup be troubled by this mere little god of the Outer World?!"

"Wow, the teachers are really that good!" Faris exclaimed while eavesdropping.

"It must be! It absolutely must be!!" Lu Wenjun shouted. "Even if the teachers are too lazy to take action, there's still a legendary powerhouse like Senior Sister Mingxiao. When she gets serious, she can smash a mountain, let alone a mere grove of trees! This kind of trivial matter can't possibly take two weeks. It can be resolved in two working days. No one will even notice anything unusual or understand the situation, and we'll peacefully welcome autumn!!"

"Wenjun, I know you have a lot of confidence in the school, so calm down! You look so flustered!"

"I'm not panicking at all, I'm very calm!!" Lü Wenjun said, holding his head.

Go ahead and punish the gods beyond the reach of civilization.

The way words can be combined is truly eye-opening. If it's this terrifying, I'll probably only hear about it once in my life. I'm going to slay the god beyond the realm of gods…

What utter nonsense! They turned into trees before even seeing the true face of the otherworldly god, what's the point of fighting them?

The organization must have assigned this task as a backup plan because they were worried the school wouldn't take action, but the school will definitely act. I'll do everything in my power to make them do it. If the teachers really intend to be lazy, then they can pretend to be parents and write complaint letters. If that doesn't work, spread some information to organize freshmen to protest. In short, we must show concern for that forest and get the teachers to take action to solve the problem!

Just as Lü Wenjun was agonizing over his own mental exhaustion, Earl Welton walked into the classroom humming a tune. He looked refreshed and exceptionally cheerful. Everyone who knew the Earl's personality knew that this class was bound to be full of antics, so they quickly focused their attention.

The count, leaning on the table, laughed heartily: "Before we officially begin, I have something interesting to tell you all. The Four Seasons Forest surrounding our school was invaded yesterday by a god from beyond the heavens!"

The mouths of everyone in the audience were as big as an egg, and Lü Wenjun's mouth could probably fit a basket of eggs.

The Earl continued, "Given that this is a very rare and low-probability event, we unanimously believe that we should seize the opportunity to allow everyone to interact more and accumulate valuable experience. Therefore, the school has made a bold and groundbreaking decision..."

The count chuckled and said, "Your midterm exam this semester will be about conquering the gods beyond the realm of civilization!"

Lu Wenjun let out a deafening scream: "Ughhhhhh!!!"

Earl Welton was startled: "What's wrong, Lu? Why are you making such a loud noise all of a sudden?"

"I...I'm so excited! I'm so thrilled!" Lu Wenjun's mouth was dry. "I never...I really never...did ever imagine that we could participate in god-slaying after only a little over a month of classes!"

A collective gasp filled the classroom, and the students' eyes were filled with utter respect. Most of those unfamiliar with the concept of a monster simply thought it was "powerful" upon hearing its name, while a few who understood its severity were already considering asking for leave and running away.

However, at this moment, Lü Wenjun felt a surge of excitement. His first reaction was to regard the gods as a challenge he could overcome—what composure and confidence! No wonder he was the strongest genius in the first year!

"As expected of him..." "There's a qualitative difference in their mentality." "We can't fall behind!"

Such thoughts arose in everyone's minds, and Lü Wenjun's decisive shout unexpectedly ignited everyone's fighting spirit! This is the unique leading and exemplary role of top students!

Earl Welton was deeply moved: "I never imagined everyone would be so motivated. We teachers are also very enthusiastic when we teach."

Pershka eagerly raised his hand: "Count, there can only be one God, right? But there are 128 students in the first year, so how will the test results be determined?"

"Good question! This exam encourages everyone to work together to conquer the enemy. The school will select the students with the highest contributions based on the final results," the Earl said. "The first place gets a midterm grade of 100! The second place gets 99 points, and so on. The remaining students will be given points based on their contributions to the conquest, as long as this conquest is successful..."

He kept everyone in suspense before announcing, "Those who participate in the campaign are guaranteed to pass all subjects!"

"Great!" "Long live the new exam!" "Thank you so much, God!"

The new students cheered and applauded! A test where anyone who participated could pass was far too lenient for the average student struggling to pass. After all, the geniuses would be doing the majority of the work, so even getting a 70 or 80 point as a "friendship" spot would be great!

Little did they know that the universally acknowledged genius was already trembling with blue lips.

"However!" the Earl said solemnly, "if the campaign is not successfully launched by 13 days, the midterm exam will be considered a failure for everyone. At that point, I'm afraid you'll all have to take another written exam. And the questions will be very difficult!"

"It's okay, it's okay~" "How could we possibly lose when there are two stars in the first year!" "The geniuses will definitely handle it."

One of the twin stars in the first year trembled like a small meteorite plunging into the atmosphere.

"From today onwards, the school will also hold daily make-up classes on the God of the Outer World. Every motivated student is welcome to attend." The Earl raised his wine glass. "Alright, let's begin!"

·

After the usual chaotic class, the students were still excited. They gathered in small groups to discuss their attack plan, and many were eager to take the lead and explore, radiating the confidence unique to elites.

Mr. Faris, a notorious troublemaker at the academy, deliberately distanced himself from them, stating his position immediately: "I'm absolutely not going."

"Do you want to run away..." Lu Wenjun's tone was sinister.

"I'm still young and haven't lived enough. I don't really want to lose my life on the mission of killing a god," Faris said sincerely. "Besides, buddy, I don't know if you've ever looked in a mirror? Your expression already screams 'I'm doomed'!"

"What can I do? I'm desperate too!" Lü Wenjun broke down. "To make matters worse, this is a midterm exam, so I have no choice but to go?!"

Faris said with utmost respect, "I've heard that geniuses in your ancient country are all known for their rigorous exam preparation, but I never imagined you could go to such lengths... You're willing to risk your life for the midterm exam; you truly deserve the title of 'Exam Predator.' One day, you will surely be remembered for generations as the 'Exam Predator of the Bad Boys,' and tens of thousands of students will praise your name before the exam!"

Although loyalty to one's country and filial piety have always been difficult to reconcile, in a time of great danger, one's life is of course the most important thing. Even if he didn't get first place in the midterm exams and couldn't send the letter, it would only be two more months until winter break; presumably, his parents back home would understand his predicament. But the problem is…

The organization has a mission!

"Wang" gave a direct, death order to eliminate the Outer God within 14 days. What kind of agent are you, just watching and not doing anything? How are you going to answer questions about the progress? To make matters worse, the school has made this period the deadline for exams. By the time Professor Ji and her team take action, the mission will be overdue. Agent Vess is in a real bind!

What can we do then? What else can we do?

Lu Wenjun took a few deep breaths, reached out his hand to Ling Gong, and showed a helpless expression like that of a puppy.

"Ling Gong, you said you would do anything before, right?"

Ling Gong stared blankly: "Ah, that's right..."

Lü Wenjun pleaded sorrowfully, "Please! Don't let me die alone in the forest. Join me in our fight against the untamed god!"

Chapter 58 Godly Extermination Starting from Zero (Double Update Today)

"Really?" Linggong exclaimed excitedly. "So, Wenjun really does yearn for adventure!"

Lu Wenjun covered his face: "It's less about yearning for adventure and more about receiving a divine decree that I have no choice but to go..."

"However, it's too much for just the two of us. The first step in any adventure is always to gather companions," Reiko encouraged. "First, let's start with Faris—"

Faris slung his backpack over his shoulder, raised his hand in farewell, and said, "Oh dear, my stomach suddenly hurts so much. I might need to see a doctor. I'll go home and get some sleep. See you in two weeks."

"So unmotivated?!"

"Good luck to you guys!"

Faris took off running, so Reiko had to change her target: "Then... Velsa-kun!"

Velsa and the muscular classmates, including Red and Blue Ghost, stood together, waving at the two of them.

"We are preparing to launch a frontal attack."

"Don't you think this is a bit too radical?!" Lu Wenjun glared.

"The war against the gods is not something that can be accomplished overnight. On the first day, we should try to gather as much intelligence as possible," Vilsa said. "There is intelligence that can be obtained through indirect means, and there are also situations that can only be understood through direct confrontation—so let us be the vanguard."

"Alright, Boss Versa! Let's just go all out and blast them down in one fell swoop!"