The Old Man Is from the Kong Family!

Great Xuan.

A vast cloud of Literary Brilliance flew out of the Literary Academy. Radiance shot into the heavens from Wan Sheng Hall. At that moment, scholars throughout the world found their minds overflowing with inspiration and clarity. All the academies under heaven suddenly filled with the fragrance of ink, while wondrous flowers bloomed.

The blessing of literary destiny, ink staining the fragrance of books!

This was an auspicious sign of flourishing literary destiny.

There was only one possibility for such an omen: the Chancellor of Literature, who governed all literary affairs under heaven, had become a saint!

The Chancellor of Literature was not merely an official position. He was the leader of all the world's scholars, and to some extent, his status even surpassed that of a Half-Saint.

Now, the descendant of the Revered Sage, Yan Baichuan of the Yan Family, had finally set foot upon the Saintly Path and become a saint on the spot.

But unlike in the past, every one of the hundred schools of Confucianism had received an increase in literary destiny.

Everyone knew that, according to the rules of old, whichever school's principles the Chancellor of Literature used to become a saint would be the school whose literary destiny increased. Thus, for a period of time, one particular branch of learning would become mainstream.

But now, all the schools had increased together!

The heads of every academy bowed deeply toward the south.

They were paying respects to the Half-Saint, but even more so to learning itself.

Chancellor of Literature Yan Baichuan had gathered the principles of the hundred schools and become a saint across ten thousand miles!

Central Capital, the Imperial City.

Ye Heng stood atop a tower of the Imperial Palace, gazing southward with joy at the corners of his mouth.

"Congratulations,