On the central observation dais.
The floating mirrors shimmered with scenes from the vast examination grounds.
Gu Bingyue lifted her delicate teacup, brought it gracefully to her lips, and took a slow, savoring sip. The faint fragrance of the orchid tea curled into the air as she set the cup back down with perfect poise.
"Fellow Daoist Song Yan."
Her voice is soft but full of authority.
This is the same gentle tone she used to train men into being her submissive staff.
Gu Bingyue is a lady that loves to humble men.
A cruel woman beyond that fluffy facade.
"Perhaps you have forgotten how the immortal official exams are structured. There are three phases in total. The first two phases… surviving the wilderness and gathering spirit resources trial that each award twenty-five marks. Only the third phase, the provincial management, carries the full weight of fifty marks."
She raised one slender finger.
