Chapter 11: What I Want Is First Place in the Monthly Exam!

Of course, Chu Xier had no idea about the sinister thoughts brewing in Ye Tian’s mind; she was still naively kept in the dark. In the room, after she had tended to Ye Tian and made sure he was resting, she reluctantly left, gently closing the door behind her.

Outside, Li Jiansan watched Chu Xier’s lingering reluctance and frowned unconsciously. Why hasn’t she given up on that rascal Ye Tian yet? This won’t do. I must make a better impression in front of her…

“Senior Brother Li, you haven’t left yet?” As Li Jiansan pondered, Chu Xier stepped out and, spotting him, asked curiously.

“I was waiting for you,” he replied.

“For me?” she asked, a little surprised.

“Yes. You’re new here and probably unfamiliar with the place. Let me escort you back,” Li Jiansan said, offering her a kindly smile.

“Thank you so much, Senior Brother Li.” Chu Xier returned his smile gently. She had been worrying about how to get back, but Senior Brother Li had come just in time.

Seeing Li Jiansan’s considerate manner, Chu Xier was momentarily dazed. Senior Brother Li is so thoughtful. If only the young master could be as considerate as he is.

The system chimed in: “Ding, the system detects that Chu Xier’s favorability towards the host has increased to sixty points.”

Li Jiansan laughed inwardly. His efforts had borne fruit at last; success was now within reach.

After escorting Chu Xier back, Li Jiansan returned to his own quarters. No sooner had he sat down than the system’s voice sounded in his mind: “Ding, a random mission has been triggered. Do you accept?”

“Accept,” Li Jiansan replied at once.

The system continued, “Random mission activated—Monthly Trial Tournament! Mission: In three days’ time, the host must surpass all competitors and claim first place in the Monthly Trial Tournament! Rewards: A mysterious cultivation technique and a random grand prize.”

Seeing the side mission before him, Li Jiansan smiled in satisfaction. Just when he had been worrying about how to make a show of himself, the system had presented the perfect opportunity.

In three days, he would be able to prove his strength at the Monthly Trial Tournament for Chu Xier to witness. Didn’t she look down on his abilities? He would astonish her, leave her speechless.

If a man is not strong, how can a woman admire him?

Afterward, Li Jiansan couldn’t be bothered with tedious cultivation. He left it all to the system to handle.

After a short rest, Li Jiansan made his way toward Dragon-Guard Peak…

Shengjing Sect, Dragon-Guard Peak.

At this moment, Dragon-Guard Peak was already crowded with disciples of the Shengjing Sect. Three days later would be the Monthly Trial Tournament, and everyone was there to sign up. The monthly trial was not only a chance for practical combat experience, but those who performed well might catch the eye of an elder. Moreover, the rewards for the monthly trial were highly enticing…

“Hm? Look, why is the Young Master here?”

“No need to make a fuss. He’s just here to look around. Do you really think our Young Master would take part in the Monthly Trial?”

“Please, don’t be naïve. The rewards don’t tempt him in the least. He’s the Young Master! What cultivation resources could he possibly lack? Why would he care about the monthly trial?”

“Besides, the Young Master has never been interested in cultivation. To this day, he’s still…”

Some disciples on Dragon-Guard Peak, seeing Li Jiansan’s figure, began whispering among themselves.

“Young Master, what brings you here?” A chubby elder on the peak, seeing Li Jiansan from afar, hurried over, his flesh quivering with each step.

“Why, am I not allowed here?” Li Jiansan countered.

“No, no, I misspoke,” the elder stammered, breaking out in a cold sweat. This troublemaker must be here to stir up something. Could he possibly be here to join the monthly trial?

He was Li Jiansan—the notorious, idle, and violent Young Master. Who would believe he cared about cultivation, even if a three-year-old heard it?

The chubby elder grew even more anxious at the thought. What now? The tournament is about to begin; if he causes trouble here, I’ll be finished.

Li Jiansan smiled calmly. “Relax, I’m here to sign up for the monthly trial.”

“What?” The chubby elder was so startled he could hardly believe his ears.

“What, do you need me to say it again?”

The elder shook his head hastily. “No need, no need.”

“Good, then register me.” In the Shengjing Sect, disciples had to register for the monthly trial, and only after the elders assigned them could they receive a number tag to participate on the day.

The chubby elder wiped the cold sweat from his brow and dutifully registered Li Jiansan’s name.

“Young Master, you’re all signed up. If you want a particular number, just let me know and I’ll arrange it right away,” he said with a flattering smile. As long as Li Jiansan didn’t cause trouble, he’d be more than happy—just treat it as the Young Master playing around. When the time came, he could arrange a walkover for him against some disciple and be done with it.

“No need, assign me any number,” Li Jiansan replied with a wave. After all, he intended to win first place; he’d have to face the strongest anyway, so it was meaningless to choose.

“Young Master, what ranking do you wish to achieve?” the elder asked curiously. The rumors said Li Jiansan never cultivated—he hadn’t even reached the initial stage. Why was he signing up at all?

Li Jiansan smiled faintly and held up a single finger in front of the elder.

The elder grinned, “Top one hundred isn’t difficult. I can arrange that with a little effort.”

Li Jiansan frowned and shook his head.

“The top ten… now that’s a challenge,” the elder said, his expression shifting to one of concern. The top hundred could be manipulated, but the top ten were all elite disciples of Shengjing Sect—much more difficult to arrange. And if he bent the rules too much, it wouldn’t look good. Still, Li Jiansan was the Young Master; if he lost his temper, it would be bad news indeed.

“The top ten isn’t impossible…” the elder muttered, biting his lip.

Li Jiansan could listen no longer and cut him off. “What I want is first place!”

The elder jumped in fright. “Young Master, this—this—”

Before he could recover, Li Jiansan continued, “Moreover, I want to defeat them one by one and take first place in the monthly trial!”

As his words fell, a shock rippled through all of Dragon-Guard Peak. The once-bustling scene fell instantly silent; all eyes turned to Li Jiansan, faces filled with disbelief…