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By the time Han Xiao arrived at the Hall of Wen, the one hundred thirty-nine participants had already entered and were seated in their respective seats. Each of them had a piece of white paper in front of them, but there was no writing or ink.

Passing through the corridor, Han Xiao directly walked towards the invigilator's seat and sat down. He threw an apologetic smile towards Han Zhao and Zheng Xian and said, "Third Imperial Brother, Scholar Zheng is sorry that I came late."

"Seventh Prince is too courteous." Zheng Xian smiled at Han Xiao as he looked at the sky outside, then turned to Han Xiao and Han Zong and said, "Princes, the time is about right. Do you want to begin the exam?"

"Alright, let's begin the exam." Han Li nodded his head and looked at the examinees as he said lightly, "Now I announce the start of the written test. This time, the written test will only have two words, 'Power'. The exam time is four hours. If you can't finish the questions, you will fail."

As soon as Han Zhao's voice fell, the people below all unfolded the paper in front of them. Their fingers poured out different colors of source energy. Using source energy, they wrote on the white paper.

They had originally thought that the reason they hadn't sent the paper over was because they had brought it with them, but now it seemed that they were required to use source energy to answer the questions. Not only did this test the examinees' literary talent, but it also tested their ability to use source energy.

Seated on the invigilator's chair, Han Xiao watched the examinees in the hall as they lowered their heads and wrote their words in boredom. Only now did he understand that the invigilator teacher might not have been very comfortable.

After about an hour, Han Xiao really felt that he couldn't sit still any longer, so he walked around the room, looking at the serious expressions on their faces, Han Xiao couldn't help but think back to the time when he had taken the thirteen exams, and felt his body quiver.

When he reached the southernmost area, Han Xiao saw that the third person had already finished writing down, so he paid careful attention to him before returning to his seat as an examiner.

After another hour had passed, there were already three people who had finished writing on their own seats. Looking at their confident looks, they seemed to be very satisfied with what they had written, while Han Xiao was also very curious. Just as he was about to get up and smell the burnt smell, he thought he had smelled wrongly at first, but when he saw the mass of black smoke in the west, he knew that he wasn't mistaken.

"The examinees from the west will be escorted away by the examinees from the west." Just as Han Xiao stood up and yelled out, he saw a mass of red flames leap up from the ground. The guard closest to the flames didn't even have time to react before he was engulfed by the flames.

"Fire, people from the west, leave quickly." Those examinees, who were still diligently writing, immediately stood up and ran towards the center when they saw this scene. At the same time, red flames also started to burn on the east, south and north sides of the hall. The fire instantly engulfed the entire Hall of Literature, and the examinees and examiners immediately crowded into the center to look at this scene with shock in their eyes.

"Seventh Prince, aren't you responsible for the safety of the Hall? How could there be a fire? " A trace of coldness flashed across Han Zhao's eyes when he saw the group of people wrapped in flames, and he yelled out harshly.

As Han Zhao's voice was very loud, it instantly attracted everyone's gazes towards Han Xiao. Even Zheng Xian's gaze towards Han Xiao was filled with doubt.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, and then looking at the scheming Han Xiao's eyes, which were filled with coldness, he never expected that Han Zhao would set fire to the Hall of Literature in order to investigate his own crimes. There were over two hundred examinees and guards inside the Hall of Literature, if he didn't deal with them properly, several people would perish in the sea of fire.

He had lost this round. He had underestimated Han Zhao's decisiveness and underestimated his ruthlessness. He had designed himself in such a way that at least he couldn't do it now.

"Seventh Prince, didn't you say there was nothing wrong with the Hall yesterday? Why is there a fire now?" At this moment, he couldn't care less about each other's identities. He only wanted an explanation.

Han Xiao turned his head to look at the growing flames. He frowned and said, "Master Zheng, rather than thinking about how to start a fire, why don't you think about how to extinguish the fire and reduce the casualties?" After Han Xiao said this, he took a step forward and shouted, "All of you examinees use your source energy to protect yourselves. As long as the guards pay attention to the surrounding flames, you will be in charge of the safety of the Third Emperor's brother, Scholar Zheng."

"Then what are you planning to do, Seventh Brother?" Han Zhao looked at Han Xiao and asked.

"I'll put out the fire." With that, Han Xiao landed in the middle of the great hall, his hands forming a seal as he shouted, "Earth Soul, draw water." A large amount of water-attribute Origin Energy gushed out from Han Xiao's body. After coming into contact with the air, the light blue water flowed out in the direction of the flames.

Behind the flowing water, Han Xiao knelt down and placed his right hand on the ground. A large amount of ice type Origin Energy gushed out from Han Xiao's right hand, and the ground that came into contact with the ice type Origin Energy quickly froze, but after coming into contact with the surrounding flames, it quickly turned into water, pouncing towards the flames.

Originally, the lack of water due to the water attribute source energy immediately eased. The ground froze and turned into water to extinguish the flames, forming a virtuous circle that confronted the raging flames.

Seeing that the ice layer on the ground was thick enough, Han Xiao Zhi stood up and used his spiritual sense to sense the location of the fire. After he found the source of the fire, he quickly ran over and covered the fire with the sand.

Seeing Han Xiao extinguish the raging flames in the blink of an eye, a cold glint flashed across Han Zhao's eyes. As he was about to cast the Fire Soul Glyph behind him, he suddenly felt a cold gaze land on him and raised his head to meet Han Xiao's ice-cold gaze. For some reason, he felt as if he was being watched by a cheetah.

However, at this very moment, the fire in the east had already been extinguished by Han Xiao. In a flash, Han Xiao ran to the door of the hall, pushed it open and shouted to the guards who were standing outside, "The Wen Palace is on fire, quickly come and save the fire." With that, he turned around and said to the people in the hall, "All of you, quickly come out."

Hearing Han Xiao's words, everyone quickly reacted and ran outside, fearing that they would be burned by the flames if they were too late. Seeing that more than half of the crowd had already escaped, a cold glint flashed across Han Zhao's eyes as he threw the Fire Spirit Symbol in the direction of the door. He saw the red Fire Spirit Symbol draw a beautiful arc in the air, but before it could burn, it was caught by a white hand.

"Han Zhao, I will keep the Fire Soul Symbol." Now is not the time to settle the score with Han Zhao, but he has remembered today's debt.

Seeing that Han Xiao had caught Han Zhao, the expression on his face became even more unsightly, and that there were only less than fifty people left in this delayed time hall. Even though he couldn't stop these people from leaving, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart when he thought of the fire in the Hall of Literature.

"Scholar Zheng, let's go as well." Seeing that almost everyone had left, Han Zhao told Zheng Dai.

Nodding his head, he saw that the other few spots were still burning with flames. Zheng Xian nodded his head and followed Han Zhao out of the Hall of Arts, and after seeing Han Zhao and the rest leave, Han Xiao also left the Hall of Arts in a flash. The moment he left, he saw a group of guards carrying buckets of water and rushing towards the Hall of Arts.

Looking at the still burning Hall of Literature, the examinees couldn't help but sigh at the scene that had just occurred. After sighing, they thought about the exam papers that they had yet to finish and felt extremely anxious.

"Princes, we haven't finished writing our papers. What should we do?" An examinee asked.

"You all should have brought out the test papers by now, right?" Han Xiao turned around and asked indifferently as he looked at everyone.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, everyone was stunned for a moment before nodding their heads. Although the fire was getting more intense, they still picked up their papers.

"Good, the guards that are going to take the test listen to me. I'll have you all go to the Internal Affairs Hall to collect the one hundred and thirty-six sets of tables and chairs. As for the three who have finished writing, you can wait quietly by the side for the others to finish." Han Xiao instructed calmly.

Since things had already happened, he would do his utmost to minimize the damage. The first thing he needed to ensure was that the written test would continue.

"Yes." After waiting for about the time it takes to make a cup of tea, he saw figures carrying tables and chairs back. It was already noon when he finished setting them down, and after he saw the sun hanging high in the sky and the exhausted Han Xiao on the examinees' faces, he said indifferently, "The fire just now was caused by an hour after the exam. The exam time was four hours so I will take the paper in one hour.

After hearing Han Xiao and the other two hours, the examinees once again gathered their source energy to their fingers and started answering the questions. As they saw the examinees continue to do so, Han Zhao's expression became more and more unsightly.

"Although the exam continues, Seventh Imperial Brother, you still have to give us, royal father and all the other examinees, an explanation." He walked in front of Han Xiao and coldly said.

"Third Imperial Brother, don't worry. Han Xiao will naturally give you his explanation. However, the most important thing right now is to let the exam continue. Are my words correct?" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Third Prince, what the Seventh Prince said is correct. The most important thing right now is for the exam to continue." Zheng Xian walked over and said.

Han Zhao felt a bit displeased when he saw Zheng Shui's straggling movements. He turned to Han Xiao and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your explanation after the exam. I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Don't worry Third Emperor, I, Han Xiao, will definitely come up with a way to satisfy even your royal father." After Han Xiao finished speaking with a faint smile, he turned his head to look at the examinees, not saying anything else.