The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 224: The Best Answer

Compared to the plight of the children from poor families, those born into official households are different.

From a young age, they are born into official families, and their parents and clans start nurturing them early, having already compared the differences between Martial Artists and Spiritual Practitioners with their tutors and teachers.

As soon as they see the examination paper, they start writing as if inspired by divine force, swiftly filling an entire page with just a few strokes.

Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo whispered a few words to each other and then glanced again at the examination paper.

Unlike others, Xin Lin didn’t start answering immediately.

The Written Examination accounts for half of the total Zixiao Palace Exam, and thanks to her superpowers, Xin Lin already knew that Murong Ziyue was ranked first. She had warned Murong Ziyue, expecting no surprise, Murong Ziyue was bound to be first.

The rest included the second and third ranks.

To control the Water Wraith Gang, Xin Lin needed to secure either the second or third place.

"Gui Hu, who do you think is more formidable, Martial Artists or Spiritual Practitioners?"

Xin Lin silently inquired Gui Hu in the Sealing Spirit Talisman.

"Either way, none are as formidable as me."

Gui Hu’s response left Xin Lin speechless.

Act as if she never asked, fine then.

But then again, should Gui Hu be considered a Martial Artist or a Spiritual Practitioner?

Xin Lin looked around, noticing that some people had already submitted their papers.

Mostly, they were disheartened children from poor families, illiterate and clueless about how to answer, with no choice but to give up.

Jin Chen had also submitted his paper, looking very pleased with his own answers.

Xin Lin looked up and saw several stacks of papers on the examiner’s desk.

With Fu Xi’s Energy gathering in her eyes, Xin Lin could clearly see the answers written on the papers.

Most of the students had vague responses, nothing more than generic answers like depending on the number of soldiers in the armies, or favorable weather and terrain—nothing more than mediocre performances that surely would not stand out.

At this moment, a familiar figure caught her eye.

Murong Ziyue had also submitted her paper.

As the top scorer in the Zixiao Palace Exam, her Written Examination score must be outstanding as well.

Xin Lin was quite interested in her answers.

"It’s actually..."

After taking a few glances, Xin Lin smiled slightly.

As expected of the first rank, her way of answering was indeed very special.

Xin Lin withdrew her gaze.

Little Xinzhuo had also turned in his paper. When he did so, he sneakily glanced at Sister’s paper and saw not a single word written—could Sister possibly not know how to respond?

Worry filled Little Xinzhuo’s face.

Sister hadn’t been at Longteng for long, her time spent learning Martial Arts and Spirit Cultivation was short. This question might seem simple but actually tested theoretical knowledge deeply.

With a heavy heart, Little Xinzhuo submitted his paper.

In the plaza, fewer than a hundred people remained.

Xin Lin was still deep in thought over the examination paper.

"Who is more formidable, Spiritual Practitioners or Martial Artists? No matter how you answer, it’s a paradox. To say Spiritual Practitioners are formidable, would that mean Martial Artists aren’t?"

Xin Lin had been at Longteng for only a short time, her knowledge of Spiritual Practitioners and Martial Artists wasn’t extensive.

She herself was an intermediate Spiritual Practitioner and a beginner Martial Artist, but in her view, both had their strengths.

Such simple logic, even an outsider like her knew, not to mention that cunning woman, Empress Feng.

What kind of answer was Empress Feng actually looking for?

Xin Lin glanced at the increasingly thick stack of papers in front of the examiner, her eyes thoughtful.

"The last quarter of an hour."

The examiner reminded.

Only then did Xin Lin pick up her pen and wrote down a few words; the time had just passed as Xin Lin finished her last character.