The Olympus Society was the second largest society in Tianqiong Path, second only to the Lingshan Society.
Yet now, Weilin Wood was the one proactively extending an olive branch to her?
“This invitation… is he sincere?”
Since he said they could talk, Su Fu’s thoughts shifted, and she added his contact without hesitation.
She quickly sent a message: [Olympus Society? The second largest society? Barely worthy of my status, then. So, what conditions can you offer?]
[You should know, there’s a queue of people wanting me to join their societies right now—after all, I am the Third Star Ring Champion.]
After sending the message, Su Fu leaned back in her rocking chair with satisfaction.
She had deliberately been blunt and arrogant, curious to see how the other side would respond.
***
Tianqiong Path · Olympus Society.
Weilin’s temples throbbed as he read Su Fu’s message.
“These Third Star Ring losers really think they’re something, huh? First that nouveau riche brat, now this Su Fu—so arrogant.”
His face turned grim as he snapped, “So what if you got top marks? Everyone knows you don’t even have a Divine Manifestation yet, and you think there’s a queue of people inviting you? Ridiculous.”
In truth, a Third Star Ring student lucky enough to have any society willing to accept them was a rare stroke of fortune.
“Third Ring trash,” Weilin cursed under his breath, grinding his teeth.
“If it weren’t for the club president’s orders, I wouldn’t waste a second on you.”
Normally, he would have blocked her outright.
But recalling the president’s instructions, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
“Calm down, calm down,” he muttered to himself.
“This is the president’s mission; the stakes are high.”
After steadying his mood, Weilin finally replied: [Su Fu, your achievement as Third Star Ring Champion is truly admirable. Your performance proves that talent and effort transcend background, which is exactly what the Olympus Society values.]
He nearly ground his teeth through the compliment, but endured it for the sake of the mission.
[As for the conditions we can offer, they are as follows: Upon joining, you will receive 500,000 Contribution Points, plus a fixed monthly subsidy of 300,000 Contribution Points.]
[You will be given one A-Class Divine Artifact (choose freely from our society’s collection) and three B-Class Divine Artifacts.]
[Every month, you will receive three drops of the rare Divine Artifact ‘Tears of Aphrodite,’ which accelerates Divine Manifestation condensation.]
[You will also receive one Olympus Mountain Divine Beast cub (choose one: Griffin, Unicorn, or Pegasus).]
[An independent suite located in the Academy Core Zone, equipped with a personal butler and customized meals.]
[One-on-one guidance from a top-tier mentor twice a week… If you agree, we can sign the contract immediately to guarantee all these terms are fulfilled.]
[We hope for a mutually beneficial partnership to create a brilliant future together]
***
Kunlun Academy.
Su Fu’s whole body jolted up from the rocking chair as she stared at the reply, eyes wide.
“Oh my god! Five hundred thousand points just to join? I haven’t even earned that much from all my exams combined.”
“And Divine Artifacts, divine treasures, food, lodging, and mentors… everything fully provided.”
She forced herself to suppress her itching fingers, refraining from replying with immediate acceptance.
These terms were outrageously generous!
“Wait, the benefits are really this good?”
This entire package was beyond anything she’d dared to dream.
A Divine Beast cub was an extremely scarce resource that money alone couldn’t always buy; an adult Divine Beast was worth at least a million Contribution Points.
She’d looked up “Tears of Aphrodite”—it wasn’t sold on the market, a top-tier artifact exclusive to the Greek Divine Pantheon, with restricted circulation.
And if she stayed for two months, by the third month she could even buy a flying vehicle.
“How many Dragon Palace: Luminous Pearls would I have to sell to make this much…” Su Fu murmured, suddenly realizing the immense gap between wealth and poverty.
What shocked her even more was that these weren’t empty promises; they could be contractually enforced.
With the Shen Yan AI as witness, these pledges couldn’t be faked.
“Wait… do they really value my talent that much?”
The offer was too generous—Su Fu began to rationalize it to herself.
But soon, a cold night breeze swept through, brushing her cheek and bringing her back to reality.
This was a huge problem.
She had acted arrogantly and foolishly just now, yet the other side still offered such generous terms—this meant they weren’t really after her personally.
Su Fu clenched her teeth in frustration.
“It’s all been a waste of hope… Such great benefits—could it really be poison wrapped in sugar?”
Unwilling to give up, she sent another provoking message: [Is that all?]
The reply came quickly, tone still cordial: [Su Fu, we truly value your talent. The contract is already at its maximum; we are offering you an A-Class agreement with utmost sincerity.]
[How about this: If you perform well in this league, I will negotiate with our president to see if the benefits can be improved.]
Reading this, Su Fu sighed deeply, finally giving up.
She had pushed for more, and there was still room to negotiate further—clearly they had no ill feelings.
If it wasn’t about her talent, then why so hard to recruit her…?
There was only one explanation: a trap.
That was why they spared no effort.
‘Of course, no free lunch falls from the sky,’ Su Fu thought bitterly.
“But why do they want me in their society so badly?”
Though she didn’t know much about the Tianqiong Path societies, she knew that conflicts always boiled down to factional issues.
There were only two reasons she could be targeted like this: her status as Third Star Ring Champion or the Chinese Pantheon affiliation.
If it was the former, it would be easy to explain.
Just like how before school started, Second Star Ring students openly looked down on Third and Fourth Ring students—this was widespread discrimination, not personal.
In fact, the hierarchy of disdain was everywhere.
Those arrogant Second Ring students had even more obvious and serious contempt chains among themselves.
According to what she’d read on forums, the disdain chain was so detailed that even the Seven Great Clans were split into Upper Three Families and Lower Four Families.
Except for the First Family, everyone was both despised and despising.
‘So targeting me… is really targeting the Third Star Ring Champion,’ Su Fu realized.
In other words, she was the target because she stood out; getting her into their society was a way to control her better.
After all, a Third Star Ring champion could rally Third and Fourth Ring students, forming an organization to resist them.
The Olympus Society’s move was a classic divide-and-conquer: eliminate the potential leader, and the others would be scattered and easier to deal with.
From this perspective, Weilin’s lavish offer made sense.
It wasn’t just to win her over personally, but to neutralize a potential threat—a big problem in the making.
They were willing to pay that price.
“Wow,” Su Fu sneered, “playing Sun Tzu’s Art of War with me? Just surrender outright?”
But here was the question: if their real target was her champion status, why not just suppress her directly?
They should be strong enough to crush her—so why offer so many resources to help her grow?
That pointed strongly to the other reason: targeting the Chinese Pantheon.
She quickly checked the Olympus Society’s background—almost half-public knowledge—and saw it was backed by the Olympus Family, one of the Seven Great Clans.
“So this has to be connected to the higher-ups.”
From the other side’s perspective, could they really allow a Chinese Pantheon Divine Summoner like her to rise?
Could they give her that chance?
She shook her head firmly, “Impossible.”
Who would nurture a rival?
“So there has to be a big trap. This is a weasel paying respects to the chicken—no good intentions at all.”
The whole thing was a setup: “Please enter the jar,” once inside their territory, she’d be isolated and powerless, easily picked off.
“Going in is absolutely out of the question.”
Yet Su Fu’s reply was still: [Remember your words—if I pass the exams, increase my benefits.]
Still arrogant—ignoring everything else, she would string them along for now.
As expected, Weilin’s excitement skyrocketed, thinking he’d succeeded: [Su Fu, a wise choice. Looking forward to your league results and the day we work together.]
Su Fu stared at the fake message, sighed mournfully, and closed the chat window.
“As expected, those who come knocking on your door aren’t good news.”
With that settled, she decided to check out other societies.
She searched several keywords: [civilian societies conditions.]
The results dwindled quickly, but among the few posts was one extremely popular.
The title read: [Avoidance Guide for Third/Four Star Ring and Civilian Freshmen.]
She checked the date—it was posted long ago, so presumably by her seniors?
That made it worth reading.
Su Fu clicked into the thread and immediately saw the opening: [I hope all civilian test takers like me never get arrogant or think they’ve been favored by a benefactor—otherwise, the outcome is tragic! Read this post, and I guarantee you’ll save at least ten years of detours!]
Su Fu’s expression stiffened instantly.
“Wow, this post is like looking in a mirror…”
Based on the timestamp, the poster should be a senior now, maybe a fourth-year student.
She read on: [A little introduction: I was also a Third Star Ring Champion back then, entering Tianqiong Path full of hope like you all. Upon enrollment, I received “enthusiastic invitations” from multiple top societies, which made me incredibly conceited—I thought I was about to soar and reach the peak of life.]
[That feeling was intoxicating—being treated to meals by “big shots,” flattered and praised daily…]
[Alas, the outcome speaks for itself—I took a harsh fall, almost lost my life. So regarding societies, my advice is: don’t judge only by the society’s ranking!]
[You must look at the composition of members and the proportion of Third/Four Star Ring test takers. As for other insider secrets… I can’t say more or this post won’t survive.]
[Based on my experience, I recommend several societies for reference:]
[But note, this is just my experience up to now—you must investigate yourself. Let’s start.]
[First, the top society—Lingshan Society. This one’s good, selecting members solely by Freshman League results. Extremely fair and just, no under-the-table dealings.]
[Unfortunately, as a top society, it’s out of reach for us. Lingshan Society has very high standards, very few members, and rarely recruits, unless you’re an unparalleled genius. Definitely not for us Third/Four Star Ring students.]
[Second, the ninth-ranked Sumisu Society, which bases itself on Buddhist compassion and accepts everyone. Very friendly to civilians, but you have to demonstrate good nature.]
[Thirteenth, Qingcheng Society, which selects by talent, suited for students specializing in Nature-type divine power.]
[Fifteenth, Alps Society, specializing in mountain-type divine power, highly inclusive regardless of background.]
[…]
[These are societies I found quite friendly to us civilians. Sadly, I was too late to join. I hope future juniors choose wisely.]
[Besides choosing a society, there are many precautions:]
[Rule one: Absolutely avoid the Student Union! That’s not for civilians.]
[Rule two: The dining area and seating have invisible rules—beware of bumping into those from noble families…]
[Rule three: Don’t trust any “special training” or “secret teachings” invitations—99% are traps!]
[…]
Su Fu skimmed down the list; it had over twenty points covering social, academic, and daily life advice.
“This person really laid bare all their experiences.”
Su Fu sighed softly.
Without this post, she wouldn’t have known these hidden rules.
In reality, such information wouldn’t appear on the forum’s front page or get bumped to the top unless specifically searched.
It seemed civilians were in an uphill battle in the academy, weak both in numbers and strength.
She looked back at the thread’s start: [I can’t say more about the insider secrets; this post might not last.]
“So… what exactly are these secrets?”
The unknown insider truth was exactly her current predicament—being lured by generous offers from noble family societies, but with hidden traps.
Just then, her communicator lit up—it was George with an urgent message: [Su Fu! Have the Seven Great Clans’ societies come to sign a contract with you? You haven’t joined yet, right?]
“Hm?” Su Fu was slightly startled.
“Is George warning me? Could he know something?”
She immediately initiated a holographic call, which connected swiftly.
Behind George was a workshop filled with various tools.
The screen showed not only George but also a young woman in work clothes.
She had chestnut curls casually tied back, with muscular, well-toned arms exposed—clearly physically fit and used to hard work.
The moment George saw Su Fu, he nervously asked: