The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The clear sunlight filtered through the stained glass, warmly draping over An Su's grey-white hair, a gentle breeze softly lifting strands of it. Those azure-blue eyes, under the illumination of the sun, resembled a blue lake melted by the sunset, shimmering with glimmers of light.

If one could overlook the sarcastic expression on his face, he would indeed be a beloved youth by all.

This time, the hero selection was targeted by the opposition.

An Su's eyelids twitched slightly; he felt a great pressure.

No sooner had the female imp left than the greater female demon arrived.

The youth was dressed in the saints' formal attire today, paired with a snow-white shirt lining, at the proper age of sixteen; a year younger would mean execution, a year older too old.

The saying goes, "Do too many wrongs and they'll catch up to you"; An Su had always relied on the epic Minor Protection Magic to act recklessly, but today he finally faced the biggest crisis of his life, encountering the Copper Smelting Bishop.

The reason why Minor Protection Magic is referred to as magic is that it's protected by version rules, but if one meets the makers of these rules—like a Cardinal Bishop, for instance—even the most fantastical of spells will fail.

An Su sighed helplessly. The Imperial Capital lived up to its name; no wonder it could lead on the frontiers. The strength of these older generation artists was not to be underestimated.

"Meow." Luo Xiaohei lay down and amusingly stared at An Su, enjoying seeing the young one suffer a setback. She pointed at An Su's sarcastic face with her tail, tilting her head and meowing consecutively to mock An Su's misfortune.

Luo Xiaohei's disguise was excellent. As long as she didn't reveal the magic power of the Sanctuary of Chaos, no one, apart from Merlin's Eyes of Radiance and other Pupil Skills, could see through her disguise.

"Good morning, everyone."

Bishop Morgan glanced briefly at An Su, then turned her head, her face held a faint smile. The red sunlight flooded down from the sky, filling the Seven Gods Hall. Each saint felt as if they were making eye contact with Bishop Morgan and felt the immaculate sanctity of the demigod.

Just from her presence alone, she appeared flawlessly perfect.

"I will be your examiner tomorrow, Morgan Reinhart,"

she stated calmly, her cool voice echoing through the hall,

"The faith of the Seven True Gods has continued from the Second Era to this day and has spanned tens of thousands of years. But before the First Era, the faith in the Seven Gods was one, originating from the single 'One', so we followers of the Seven Gods are of the same origin and can convert to one another."

Luojia listened with great interest; she was the cream of the academic crop and was particularly skilled in the origins of faith and historical research. Bishop Morgan's introductory speech was also recorded in the "Holy Record": 'All things stem from the primary "One".'

An Su nodded in agreement, familiar with this historical setting as well, which was clearly plagiarizing the story of the seven Calabash Brothers.

"After the saints are promoted to deacons, the believers return to the primary 'One', which allows them to choose a new faith," Bishop Morgan continued calmly.

An Su nodded again. This was a common profession system in games, where players choose a new faction and profession once they reach a certain level.

"Radiance, Alchemy, Order, Druid, Chastity, Star, Healing—these are the seven branches of faith and also the seven magical elements of the Orthodox Church, corresponding to justice, thoroughness, fairness, spirituality, honor, romance, and compassion—the seven virtues."

"If a mortal masters one of these, they are called a saint; if a saint masters three, they may become a Transcendent; if all seven virtues are mastered, that is a Saint."

She calmly surveyed everyone, raising her hand,

"Tomorrow's exam, please remember these seven virtues well, step out of your comfort zone, exemplify the justice of Radiance, demonstrate the thoroughness of Alchemy, adhere to the fairness of Order, utilize the spirituality of Druid, uphold the honor of Chastity, remember the compassion of Healing, and pursue the romance of Stars—let these seven virtues help you conquer strong enemies and pass the exam—this is the only hint I can give everyone."

No sooner had Bishop Morgan finished speaking than the entire room erupted in a massive wave of astonishment.

Her words sounded complex, yet they weren't hard to grasp. It seemed that tomorrow's exam would assess magic of all seven faiths, not just that of their own Church, but also the other six!

But the real issue was that until now, as saints they had only specialized in their own faith's singular magic and had almost no exposure to the magics of other faiths.

Being able to dual specialize in two kinds of faith-magic was already considered genius.

The difficulty of this exam was greater than they imagined—indeed, it could be called the most difficult exam in recent decades. Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

This level of difficulty wasn't meant for ordinary saints; it was designed specifically for those once-in-a-century prodigies.

This was only the first official exam, and the final test wasn't even taken yet!

The saints were all dumbfounded. They couldn't fathom Bishop Morgan's reasoning for setting such an insurmountable level of difficulty. Did the bishops not want them to pass? What would they do about this year's enrollment target?

The thinking of a demigod was utterly incomprehensible.

What they didn't know was that essentially all the saints had already been eliminated in the written test. They were just paying to experience the atmosphere of the official exam. These questions were never meant for them.

They were meant for those born through the written test.

And since this year's enrollment target was already doomed, the difficulty of the official exam could be freely unleashed.