"The hardest thing at present is finding him!" Zhuge Qingfeng said.
"Yes!"
A smile slowly appeared on Zhuge Qingfeng's face. "Amid the vast sea of humanity, among tens of millions of people, finding a Super Master whose disguise arts have reached miraculous heights was originally an absolutely impossible task. But in the hands of Zhuge Qingfeng, there is no such thing as impossible!"
A smile slowly appeared on Du Bing's face. "I knew you could do it!"
Zhuge Qingfeng lightly moved his hand. In his palm lay a poem manuscript.
An ancient, pale-yellow poem manuscript.
"Words written upon paper always seem too shallow; only through practice does one truly understand the affairs of the world!"
A character from the poem rose into the air and shot straight into the night sky, merging with the moonlight...
That character was "literature."
The instant that character merged into the night, a map of the entire city suddenly appeared upon the poem manuscript.
Upon the map, countless points of light gleamed.
Some were dark in color, while others were light...
Light blazed in Du Bing's eyes. "The Poet School sacred treasure, the 'Manuscript That Peers into Literature'!"
"Not only is the young lady outstandingly wise in the Way of Wisdom, but her knowledge is also so broad. This treasure is indeed the Manuscript That Peers into Literature personally written by my ancestor. Within a radius of one hundred miles, everyone's Literary Way Cultivation is displayed upon the manuscript. These purple markers signify Literary Realm cultivators. There are only seventeen Literary Realm cultivators in the entire city..."
Du Bing stared at those purple markers. "Thirteen are in the north of the city, where the Scarlet Lotus Academy is located. One is Inside the Confucian Temple—that is the Night Watchman. One is in the west of