A Top Scholar in Everything

The black stone gate was pushed open.

The scent of thick blood wafted through the gap, enveloping the two as if they were submerged in a sea of blood.

Lorna's face changed.

Behind the door.

Many corpses were lying haphazardly.

There were miners, as well as ordinarily dressed people.

Their deaths were ghastly, with skin festering all over, bodies covered in decaying flesh, and faces frozen in terror.

It was evident that they had suffered inhuman pain before death.

Although the corpses were strewn around, upon closer inspection, they formed a circle with a distinct pattern.

Even their dried blood trails created unique traces.

At the very center of the hall was a small round platform.

The platform was engraved with strange symbols, with all blood trails converging there. At this moment, the platform appeared ordinary, but the two dared not relax.

"This should be a special Spiritual Prayer Ceremony, and the entity being communicated with is certainly not a normal god."

Lorna tightened her grip on her twin blades.

This sinister ritual constructed from human lives and fresh blood could not possibly communicate with the True Divine, nor even some neutral, hidden beings.

The entity communicated with must be the Evil God.

Moreover, the ritual must have been established for immense power.

In fact, upon seeing this Spiritual Prayer Ceremony, Lorna already regretted her rash entry. Events involving the Evil God's ominous affairs were generally called evil plagues.

On the school's task board.

Such events were classified as B Level difficulty and required at least a seasoned third-year student to lead.

Yet.

The two had no retreat.

Although the black stone gate hadn't closed, the ritual in the hall emitted an invisible force, cutting off their escape.

Besides.

Handling an evil plague often resulted in someone gaining significant benefits, ultimately causing their strength to soar.

Evil plagues weren't entirely disadvantageous.

Of course.

The prerequisite was surviving the evil plague.

"Do you know how to break this ritual? There aren't any secret passages in the hall, and I'm not well-versed in Spiritual Prayer Ceremonies." Lorna furrowed her brow, her slender legs crossed as she sat hesitantly before the ritual.

She looked at Baiyu with a pleading gaze.

Although Baiyu's combat strength wasn't strong, he often had unpredictable moves.

She had watched the entrance exam battle several times, and even as a battle-hardened veteran, she couldn't find any faults in Baiyu's methods.

"I need to study it."

Baiyu stood before the ritual.

From the moment he approached the ritual, a force within him had been stirring continuously. Precisely speaking, the Extreme Demon Bone Tempering Technique exhibited a unique reaction.

His Extraordinary Abilities were Prayer Apprentice.

No matter which Divine Spirit he prayed to, he could use his Extraordinary Abilities to deceive and become a fanatic.

Of course.

This wasn't guaranteed to succeed.

Masters are among the people, mistakes are in the netherworld, tales remain among mankind.

One careless moment.

It would be like laying down, covered in cloth, while the whole village awaited a feast.

The first time Baiyu had luck on his side.

The Master of Radiance hadn't noticed him anyway.

This was Baiyu's first "faithless" innocent Divine Spirit.

Baiyu borrowed power twice from the Divine Spirit, which was crucial against the Abyssal Ascetic Association then.

"Baiyu, there's a problem with this ritual!"

In his mind.

Cang Yan's voice was filled with caution.

Baiyu nodded; he naturally knew the ritual before him was anything but ordinary, likely some seductive trash.

But the disturbance within him had already started.

That kind of disturbance.

Suggested Baiyu might transform into another form of life.

To put it in simpler terms.

Aberration!

His Pollution Level hadn't risen; he remained optimistic and had always been a model student, never engaging in harm or robbery.

Yet at this moment.

He inexplicably showed signs of aberration.

While on the contrary, the situation was absent in his companion, Lorna.

Damn it.

Niu Chongtian's Spirit Technique indeed had issues.

The damn fool probably didn't know before dying that the Extreme Demon Bone Tempering Technique would connect to the Evil God.

At this moment.

Regardless of self-preservation or other motives, Baiyu had to respond.

"Help me secure the area."

Without turning, he walked forward, into the center of the ritual, onto the circular platform in Lorna's shocked gaze.

Lorna's flushed face turned pale rapidly, "What are you doing, Baiyu!"

She felt chilled to the bone.

In such a situation, this idiot dared step into the ritual; was he not afraid of aberration?

Even putting aberration aside, was he not afraid of triggering an Evil God's curse??

"What I'm doing is simple."

"Pursuing truth or becoming enigmatic. It's also a way to solve the problem, or else, you and I will simply join the corpses on the ground."

Baiyu's gaze was indifferent, his face showed no flicker of emotion, yet his words sent chills down Lorna's heart.

The girl tightened her grip on the twin blades, her eyes locked on the platform, not daring to relax.

Baiyu suddenly appeared mysterious in her eyes, giving her pressure she had never felt from a freshman before.

Of course.

Though Baiyu seemed calm outwardly, inside he was frantic.

He spoke this way to prevent Lorna from acting rashly.

Otherwise, upon noticing signs of his aberration, those twin blades might chop him up instantly.

The miners' corpses hadn't cooled off yet.

With this precedent.

Baiyu absolutely couldn't let Lorna act, believing he might still salvage the situation!

Standing on the platform.

Baiyu's thoughts expanded rapidly.

The luminous symbols around began to light up one by one.

He felt his soul suddenly lift, floating high, soon soaring beyond the atmosphere, into the heavens.

This sensation, he had experienced before.

When drinking the Prayer Apprentice Magic Elixir, his consciousness had entered the universe, where he had seen an endless trail of an all-red Giant Dragon.

At that time, Baiyu had shared a few intense seconds of eye contact with the Dragon.

Ultimately, a sneeze from the Dragon sent his consciousness back to his body.

And this time.

Gazing at the vast starry river, countless stars shattered and reformed, nebulae exploded, black holes spun, and terrifying cosmic currents washed over his consciousness.

"Why am I feeling this again, damn it."

He surveyed his surroundings.

A colossal beast, pitch black, bound by chains piercing the sky, stared at him with eyes as big as stars.

Man and beast, silently stared at each other.

Having had the previous experience, Baiyu remained calm, though he sensed his Pollution Level rising slowly, but at a modest pace.

That's the advantage of being extraordinarily gifted.

An average person might aberrate just from a single glance at this spectacle.

"Roar!!"

Perhaps venting anger from the restraint game, a massive roar echoed in the silent space, and Baiyu caught a whiff of the beast's accumulated halitosis over the years...