As a prestigious family with a heritage spanning centuries, the Mu Family’s descendants had long since branched out into every field across the world.
The imperial courts may change like flowing water, but the great clans are like iron—no matter how many dynasties rise and fall, the wealth in their hands remains the eternal truth.
Even in the era of Immortal Spirits, this remained unchanged.
Mu Tianye, a scion of the Mu Family’s “Tian” generation, just like Mu Tianzhou, had been riding the family’s conveyor belt of influence from birth.
While enjoying the blessings of the Mu Family, he also worked hard to expand their territory and influence.
His official position was Deputy Minister of the Education Department within the Immortal Spirit Association— a role neither too big nor too small, but enough to pull some strings when needed.
He was the one who ordered the deletion of Yun Luo Xian’s and Cluru’s exam papers.
To him, it was a trivial matter.
After all, the college entrance exam only published scores without releasing the actual papers; such an opaque process left plenty of room for manipulation.
As long as he wasn’t too obvious about it, those two girls wouldn’t notice a thing—they’d just think they hadn’t performed well.
After finishing all this, he turned around and forgot about it, then peacefully fell asleep.
On the day the results were announced, he was holding two women in his arms—both fairly popular young celebrities.
Having just finished a few minutes of pleasure, Mu Tianye now only wanted to sleep soundly until dawn.
But the phone rang, shattering his peaceful dream.
“Is someone causing trouble?”
Daring to make a scene at the Immortal Spirit Association—truly asking for trouble.
Those unruly people.
“In the middle of the night? What’s wrong with them? Get them out!”
[Really get them out? These people seem to have some backing…]
“Get them out, get them out! If they have connections, why come to the Association’s doorstep to cause a scene? People with no way out from heaven or earth only protest!
There’s no need to tolerate this kind of troublemakers. Call the Sian Office and tell them there’s an illegal gathering here— arrest them all!”
[Understood!]
Thus, Mu Tianzhou’s orders were passed down to his subordinates.
The subordinates relayed it further: [The Deputy Minister said! These troublemakers are illegally gathering. Handle them however you want!]
Understanding the order, the subordinates passed it on to security:
[The Deputy Minister said: “Beat them! If you don’t kill them, beat them till you do!”]
The security guards understood.
They each revealed sinister smiles, possessed by Immortal Spirits, raising their batons:
“This is the Deputy Minister’s order. If you want to blame someone, blame higher-ups. It’s not on us.”
At this moment, a crowd of research madmen had gathered at the entrance.
They were usually so focused on their studies that they never trained their combat abilities.
Facing the guards’ batons, they were both angry and panicked: “What are you trying to do?”
“I’m telling you, if you hit us, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life!”
“Ah—do you really dare hit us?!”
Now things got lively.
The security guards probably encountered such weak troublemakers for the first time in their lives.
After activating their Immortal Spirit possession, they felt like invincible warriors, beating the scholars until they were flying all over.
There was a certain joy in breaking through enemy ranks like a peerless hero.
“This isn’t working, let’s call for backup.”
They had originally planned to come to the Immortal Spirit Association personally to seek justice, to show sincerity and build relations with the “big shot.”
But they never expected the local gangs to be so rude.
“You still dare call for help? Too late!”
A guard smashed Baba’s phone with a baton, then swaggered over, weighing the stick in his hand.
Seeing Baba trembling in a corner, the guard raised the baton high.
“Ah—”
A miserable scream.
Fortunately, Old Six from the Prophecy Department had a bad feeling and secretly broadcast a distress call from a corner.
“Hello? Yazhe? It’s me. We’re being bullied… getting beaten badly! The old bones are about to be broken!”
[What? Who dares? Dare to hit an Association scholar?]
“It’s not just me being beaten. You haven’t left Tianhai City, right? Hurry over, to the Association entrance, quick, or someone’s going to die.”
[Okay, on my way.]
In the dead of night, a loud explosion suddenly echoed through Tianhai City.
Yazhe summoned a Dragon Warrior, soaring high into the sky.
He adjusted his position mid-air and leapt straight toward the scene.
[Streamer! Streamer! Big trouble!]
I no longer argued with the teasing comments on the stream and waited for an official announcement from the East Xian Institute to clear my name.
But the announcement I wanted never came.
Puzzled, I saw a flood of messages claiming something happened.
[Someone actually went to the Immortal Spirit Association’s Education Department to speak up for the streamer, but not only were they denied entry, they were also violently expelled by security!]
[I saw it! They got beaten really badly!]
No way?!
They even dared use force? Is the Mu Family done for?
I hurriedly searched for videos of the scene.
The footage was secretly shot from a blind spot, as other cameras had their phones smashed. Only a few shaky angles remained.
Even through the blurred and trembling images, I could clearly see the miserable state of the researchers being beaten.
Fortunately, a massive rock fell from the sky with a thunderous crash as Yazhe made a spectacular entrance.
Only then did the beating of the scholars finally stop.
[Yazhe Curator?]
[Yazhe Curator! You’ve finally come!]
The scholars, battered and bruised, looked at Yazhe like they had just seen their own mother.
[It’s lawless! We came to demand justice for Xiao Luo Xian. But we didn’t even get through the door before being beaten up.]
The beaten scholars swarmed around Yazhe, pouring out their grievances.
On the live stream, Yazhe looked utterly baffled.
He felt the world was a bit surreal.
Over a hundred scholars, including the Association President— someone who must be treated with respect— had collectively come to the Association’s entrance… and got beaten?!
And so badly at that.
Oh heavens, was he still half-asleep?
“Scholars, don’t be anxious. Now that I’m here, you won’t get hurt anymore. The instigators will pay the price.
By the way, you mentioned Xiao Luo Xian just now—is this related to her?”
The scholars explained the whole story in detail.
As they spoke, the viewers in the live stream became as stunned as Yazhe.
What?
Yazhe personally confirmed these people were really scholars?
And they actually came to stand up for Xiao Luo Xian?
Wait—that means those exaggerated things Xiao Luo Xian mentioned during that call… were actually true???
What kind of script is this?! Even Yazhe is personally involved. Are big shots’ leisure games always this intense now?
If this were a play, what kind of solid backing does Xiao Luo Xian have to get so many powerful people to accompany her?
If it’s not a play… then it’s even more unbelievable!
A high school student pushing global technological progress?!
A perfect score on the college entrance exam seems like a minor detail compared to this!
“See? I told you I got a perfect score.”
Dots filled the screen.
At the scene, now that Yazhe had arrived, everyone finally dared to pull out their phones to call.
Suddenly, half of the Immortal Spirit Association’s management phones started ringing.
They reported the situation to one official after another.
The Association President was woken up by the barrage of calls.
As soon as he hung up one, another would come through—each call filled with furious, gritted-teeth shouting from a scholar.
His ears almost went deaf.
Finally, after calming the last call, he quickly dumped all his anger onto the Vice Chairman.
The Vice Chairman passed the anger down further.
That night, the Immortal Spirit Association was destined to be sleepless.
“Everyone, don’t be angry. The President is already involved. The instigators won’t get away with it.” Yazhe comforted, “Right now, the urgent task is to clear Xiao Luo Xian’s name. It’s late at night, and they’re still waiting on her side.”
“That makes sense. We need to quickly release an announcement on the East Xian Institute’s official website.”
“We personally reviewed Xiao Luo Xian’s exam papers—they’re all perfect scores. Furthermore, her recorded grades in the system show full marks in Chinese as well. So, she is a full scorer… just publish that directly.”
“I’ll do it right away.”
Soon, the announcement went live on the East Xian Institute’s official website.
[Important Announcement: After personal review by East Xian Institute researchers (a long list of names), Yun Luo Xian’s college entrance exam score is confirmed to be 750, a perfect score.
Regarding the malicious alteration of Yun Luo Xian’s score, the Immortal Spirit Association has launched an investigation.
All involved personnel will face criminal charges for the Crime of Stealing Association Secrets.
The instigators will be severely punished without leniency!]
The statement was forceful and full of gravitas.
Finally, the announcement everyone wanted had arrived.
Sleepy, I waved at the live stream and said,
“So, that’s it for today’s stream. Good night, everyone~”
Ignoring the flood of “WTF” in the chat, I calmly pressed the end stream button.
Turning around, I saw Xinyue and a few classmates staring at me blankly.
“Pe… perfect score?”
“You got a perfect score on these questions?”
A perfect score on the college entrance exam is one thing, but you actually solved “controlled nuclear fusion” questions too?
“Well… it’s Qilin…”
“I know, omnipotent, but this is just too ridiculous!!!”
“Xiao Luo Xian is amazing!”
Xinyue seemed happy for me.
I glanced unexpectedly at Class Monitor’s beaming face—she looked even more excited than if she’d gotten into a prestigious university herself.
“Ugh—!”
Those guys even lifted me up, spinning me around and tossing me into the air.
Stop it!
You bunch of bastards…
My Immortal Spirit body can’t just be played with like this!
Even if it’s small, this is too much…
Damn it.
Fine, you can toss me for a little while.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the wind tossing my clothes as I fell and rose.
Just for a moment…
…
After the results were announced came the college application period.
If nothing unexpected happened, this would also be the last time we’d see Teacher Xiao Yuan and Shi Tian.
Once we finished filling out and signing our application forms today, we would take our diplomas and part ways forever.
Early in the morning, Teacher Xiao Yuan and Shi Tian were already waiting in the classroom.
“Have you all decided which schools you want to apply to?”
These two were oblivious to the outside world, almost out of sync with the times, and had very narrow social circles. They still didn’t know what had happened last night.
The students had all hidden their scores and didn’t tell them.
Because privately, they had agreed to surprise Shi Tian and Teacher Xiao Yuan on application day.
“Why does everyone look so down?”
Xiao Yuan looked at the class in surprise. One by one, the students kept their heads low.
The atmosphere was as solemn as a funeral.
“It’s okay if you didn’t do well,” Shi Tian finally softened his tone and gently comforted them, “This year’s exam was so difficult, scores were generally low.”
“Besides, the college entrance exam isn’t the end of your life. Although some universities have reputations that differ, what really decides your future is your own effort.”
Seeing everyone’s heads down, especially Class Monitor Xinyue’s hanging lowest,
Teacher Xiao Yuan forced a faint encouraging smile, “Xinyue, you’re the monitor; you should start us off. Where are you planning to apply?”
“Huaqing.”
“That’s okay. Even if you don’t get in, it’s not the end of the world. Huaqing’s admission cutoff this year was 620. Even with lowered scores, it’s still very tough.”
Teacher Xiao Yuan misunderstood and thought the monitor had failed to meet her own target.
She walked over and comforted Xinyue, “Besides Huaqing, there are many other good places. Tell me your score, and I can help you figure things out.”
“670.”
“?”