The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 262: An Unexpected Outcome

Chu Miao Yun’s cultivation has been destroyed; this is not a trivial matter.

The Chu Mansion, it seems, has not been very peaceful lately.

Grandmaster Jin listens from the side, slightly moved.

However, he wouldn’t actually lose his reason in a fit of rage and go settle accounts with the Purple Cloud Alchemy Hall, would he?

The rule of the Alchemy Hall is clear: once the medicine is sold, there is no responsibility taken.

The individual at the Purple Cloud Alchemy Hall is not so simple; even the Emperor does not dare to provoke...

Grandmaster Jin appears leisurely; it seems Chu Miao Yun will not become the Princess Consort.

Looking at the hour, it is already nearing evening; the Martial Arts Examination is close to its end.

With Jin Chen’s strength, he should be able to squeeze into the top three; the only threat, perhaps, is that girl named Murong Ziyue.

Jin Chen suffered a setback in the Written Examination and was severely humiliated by Murong Ziyue. After returning to the Grandmaster Mansion, he vowed to find someone to deal with Murong Ziyue.

Grandmaster Jin severely scolded him.

Murong Ziyue is currently in the limelight. To deal with her, the Grandmaster Mansion cannot be seen taking action.

Poisoned by the Third Prince, Murong Ziyue’s fate will not be much different from Chu Miao Yun’s.

The only obstacle affecting Jin Chen’s victory in the Martial Arts Examination, I’m afraid, is that old fellow Zuo Zong.

If Zuo Zong really dares to suppress his son, with a report to the Emperor, Zuo Zong would definitely be in deep trouble.

"The Martial Arts Examination results are out."

In the North Square, several soldiers responsible for posting the results emerged.

They attached the Martial Arts Examination results one by one.

The Martial Arts Examination rankings are determined by the Longteng Stele, hence they are public, just, and fair.

A crowd of candidates’ relatives waiting outside crowded forward.

Inevitably, some officials’ children participated in the Martial Arts Examination, and upon seeing the results, they came to congratulate Grandmaster Jin.

"Young Master Jin has surpassing talent, he will surely be first in the Imperial Examination."

"It is said that Young Master Jin has broken through to the Third Level of the Xuanwu Practitioners, possessing such talent at fifteen years of age, truly a case of like father, like son."

Grandmaster Jin smiles and returns the greetings one by one.

The complete list of the Martial Arts Examination results is not yet fully published, leaving only the last top fifty names.

Jin Chen was thought to have no trouble entering the top three.

"The results are out, the first place is indeed Murong Ziyue!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

What!

The smile on Grandmaster Jin’s face could not persist; he pushed through the crowd and glanced at the list.

Starting from the very top of the list.

First place, Murong Ziyue, Xuanwu Sixth Realm, Superior Talent.

A slip of the hand, Grandmaster Jin resentfully thought.

It seems that even the Empress’s people can make mistakes.

If not Jin Chen in first place, then the second place must be...

Grandmaster Jin’s gaze moves downward.

Second place, Xin Lin, Advanced Spirit Master, Superior Talent.

Xin Lin, who is this that has sprung out of nowhere?

Right, seems like the one who fortuitously won second place in the Written Examination using the name of the Ancestral Emperor.

It can’t be the third place as well...

Third place, Xin Zhuo, Basic-level Spirit Master, top-grade talent.

Xin Zhuo, fourth in the Written Examination.

The fourth name... still an unfamiliar one.

The more Grandmaster Jin reads, the darker his expression becomes.

That wretched Jin Chen, what sort of trick is he up to.

Even if he underperformed, it shouldn’t be this bad.

Only at the eighth place did he finally see his son’s name.

Eighth place, Jin Chen, Xuanwu First Level, Mid-grade Talent.

Impossible!

How could his son be in the eighth place?

Grandmaster Jin barely kept himself from spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Behind him, those officials who glimpsed the Martial Arts Examination results were all exchanging glances of disbelief.

Chu Miao Yun, having no True Qi, fell directly to the very end of several thousand candidates, becoming the tail-ender.

"There’s a problem with this Martial Arts Examination; I demand an audience with the Emperor."

Grandmaster Jin flung his sleeve and strode briskly; he was going to seek justice from Emperor Longteng.