Although Bu was very poor, the woman dancing in front was captivating. Her thin clothing seemed ready to fall off at any moment, and her fragile body was faintly discernible. She was light and elegant, with a beautiful face.

Lin Shuo's heart ached. After all, facing such an overwhelming temptation, how could he not feel conflicted? How could he still be a man? The scene before him nearly made Lin Yun stammer, yet he understood—this was an exam. Lin Shuo clenched his feelings tightly, knowing he must not fail.

To become the hardest to conquer, Lin Shuo wanted to shut his eyes at that moment. Yet it felt as though he was paralyzed, unable to move, as if that figure had bound him. No wonder so many lives could not surpass it.

Lin Shuo wanted to laugh, but how could Lin Yunqing endure such beauty? If his daughter were to be born, wouldn't it feel like admiring a handsome boy dancing?

Lin Shuo laughed and cried, his heart burdened by the weight of time! He was nearing collapse, and his thoughts had spiraled multiple times.

Fortunately, the ordeal didn't last too long. Amid the seemingly endless moments, his body reclaimed its sense of self. Lin Shuo regained physical freedom, breathing heavily and only just barely composing himself.

Lin Shuo awoke and turned around. Sweat drops soaked through his clothes as he wiped his face, exhaling slowly. By now, few had awakened; most remained lost within illusions, even losing their composure. Two boys had even ended up hugging and kissing each other.

The scene was so surreal, it felt indulgent to behold. Lin Yun averted his gaze and exited swiftly. Such an assessment was truly shameful.

These tests were, in their essence, brushes with death. Very well-conceived. Many researchers were widely known for feats within such illusions. They held talents far beyond the ordinary; only I, and perhaps some others, were exceptions.

When a person's heart is exposed to such scrutiny, tests like this could either be a pleasure or a torment. If one's heart sat firmly in place, the outcomes aligned with a feast in the land. However, if evaluated openly, it was nothing short of agony.

Lin Yun shook his head with a wry smile, observing the scene from the sidelines. In the end, he felt pride in his composure, as if a gentle spring breeze enveloped him. The vibrant hues hinted at some grand reward.

"If you can't control yourself, you'll never succeed." Lin Shuo muttered, placing the Emerald Ring onto his finger and flicking it into the air. The ring inscribed with a murderous charm unleashed power into Yun Fei's body, etching some understanding upon Yun Fei's uneasy expression.

"It really works." Lin Shuo murmured. It had just been an experiment, but unexpectedly, it worked. What his mother had left behind truly lived up to its reputation.

Mr. Lin was overjoyed. He composed himself quietly under the pavilion, smiling gently, preparing for the ensuing challenges.

Dean Lin awoke with a start, mild disbelief written on his face. Among the many students, Lin Shuo stood out—a significant realization that set Lin apart from the crowd.

"So Lin Shuo achieved a breakthrough? Did he say so?" a Deacon muttered to himself. If what Lin Shuo had said was accurate, they would observe something remarkable soon enough.

A while later, if people remained stranded in illusions, then only the power of the Emerald Ring could rouse them. Yun Fei shook his head, gasping for air as his heavy heartbeats left him drained. As he rose dizzily, those around him looked awkward, their reddened faces betraying their inner turmoil.

"Fine, have a seat!" Lin said sternly before shouting loudly again.

At that moment, Yun Fei looked up, Lin Shuo smirking as he remarked, "Uncle Yun—oh no, Brother Yun Fei—you're early today."

"Well, yes, a little earlier than you." Lin Yun smiled faintly.

Sitting toward the back, Lin opted not to engage further. It was better to have seen things within the illusion. Otherwise, someone may claim mastery, stating that they were the ruler within such an illusion, where respect was effortlessly granted by default. Illusions sometimes felt all too real. Many people were reluctant to awaken.

As Lin Yunxiao and Yun Fei returned, Lin felt the sun entering the heart of the land—a fleeting hallucination. Honest words failed while Lin's message often lay beneath these illusory symbols. Wasn't it clear enough that Lin Shuo wore the Emerald Ring?

The Emerald Ring was indeed remarkable.

From Lin Yun's vantage and Fei's side, more participants woke as time passed. Those regaining clarity wore scarlet faces, realizing their heightened joy during illusions. Yet, they also gleaned a newfound strength brought to light during those moments.

Mr. Lin noted the signs of Su Xing awakening and retreated alone to his dormitory, leaving behind a whispered remark from his superior on Shangguan Kun's doorstep. With subtle force, he crushed a piece of Mington into dust. Surrounded by his refined life's remains, he tossed them into the air before leaving with a faint grin trailing his steps.

When Lin Yun returned to the exam site, little time remained. Supervisors and broken dreams lingered there. He saw everyone completing their tests, fiery rage burning in their eyes.

"Why? Why were you all sleeping? Why?!" The examiner yelled skyward with anguish. Nearly chasing him down, Lin Shuo sat idly at a pavilion conversing with Yin over tea—an image contrasting so starkly that the examiner boiled with restrained fury, almost unleashing violence upon Lin Yun.

Lin Shuo returned a glance laced with pity, then merely shrugged helplessly.

What kind of superior was this? Restless and uneasy in the gut, this was an enigma laced with God's venomous schemes. Yet for all his murmurs, Lin Yutang spoke calmly of destiny—it was entertaining, not dull.

Lin Yun claimed first place, Feixue second, and Ouyang Xue third, concluding the Ru Yang examination. The final cumulative mark reached 30. If Lin Shuo excelled across three tests, securing 2,726 points, then third belonged to none other than Ouyang Xue. The second mark was championed by Ouyang Xue, commanding 2,511 points.

Ouyang Xue undoubtedly owed her thanks to Lin Shuo; if not for the slumber-inducing marks upon his superior, rounds two and three might not have yielded the same.

Ouyang Xue, a girl of merely fifteen or sixteen, bore rosy cheeks, porcelain skin, and an impressive build. The youthful exuberance bursting forth turned her disbelief into an awe-stricken grin. It was almost dreamlike that she'd placed third.

"Amazing! Oh, God must be watching over me! Me, Ouyang Xue, emerging like this!" Ouyang Xue's excitement brimmed, joy almost dissolving into oblivion. With this evaluation, she envisioned a supported future. Whether through bank riches or her clan's favor, the sight of one day nearing celestial levels consumed her thoughts entirely.

"The final test went well." Fei clenched his fists, excitement overwhelming him to unexpected tears.

Years of toil and effort finally bore fruit. However difficult, it reaffirmed intentions often scattered in fleeting conversation.

"As the exams conclude, let us sincerely applaud our three prodigious talents—the fruits of their persistent striving!" rumbling from the skies across Yedan Temple's female peak, a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared. His solemn presence, framed by sharp brows and formidable strength, announced the chief examiner's results and findings.

"So, Old Winter, we've indeed heard of you often. Yet with this, we now see firsthand. Future exams rest assured under Great Deacon oversight!"

"Fortunate! At last, the power of venerable elders has graced us with this moment."

"I'd heard that elders reaching mastery over the land's highest rule-level attain rank equaling the King level—a testament to their unparalleled might."

Students who faltered during examinations lamented. Among frustrations was the daunting dominance of the elder representing Old East Spirit Hall this winter. UIParticularly under Old Winter's deaconship—an institution broadening apex staffs managing Wei Hall beneath overarching governance—it stood out through power and intellect alike. Their efforts controlled entire investigative paths for understanding.

In short, Yama Class demonstrated resilience without compromise in its teachings.