Figuring Out the Test-Maker's Intent

The search for the jade slips grew heated before the sect master had even lowered his hand.

The young talents inside the pavilion exchanged glances, looking ready to dash outside at any moment.

However, since the sect master had yet to announce the rules, no one could move first.

“I placed the jade slips only in places where outsiders are permitted to enter. Do not recklessly set foot in the forbidden areas or cave abodes.”

The sect master slowly turned over the jade-colored sheet resting on his palm.

Clouds and cranes were intricately engraved on the back as well.

“You may not ask the sect elders where they are hidden. I will not stop you from joining forces, but only those who figure out a jade slip’s pattern may make a request to me.”

“How many jade slips have you hidden?”

“Wouldn’t it be less fun if I told you even that?”

The sect master laughed soundlessly...