It was common knowledge that millions of candidates participated in Imperial College's entrance exam every year.
The exam consisted of a written test and a physical tryout.
The top one thousand candidates of the written test would qualify to take part in the physical tryout, and the one hundred students with the best scores in the latter would be admitted.
Feng Wu darted a look at Chaoge. "Chaoge, join me for the exam."
"Huh? Me?" Chaoge found the suggestion unbelievable. "But I can't, can I? I can take part in the written test, but to apply for the physical one, you have to be a Level 9 Spiritual Master at least. I'm only a Level 7 now."
And she had only made a breakthrough because Feng Wu had pointed her in the right direction with that Inky Rain painting.
Feng Wu rolled her eyes. "The exam is seven days away, isn't it?"
"Xiao Wu, are you saying that I can go from Level 7 to Level 9 in seven days? How is that even possible?" Chaoge wouldn't believe it.
