Hu Xiaoyu chuckled when he heard that. "Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper True Law, World Creation." As he spoke, wisps of Creation Immortal Power flashed across his body, and he stood up. "Hehe, Brother Martial Ancestor, how are you? I'm recovered. Hmm, to be honest, this big sister is really pretty. You should praise her more when you have nothing else to do."
Martial Ancestor turned his head and glanced at the blushing Ice Mistress. "You brat, shut up... Do you think she needs your praise? Are you showing off your writing skills? Speaking of which, I really couldn't come up with those words myself."
Ice Mistress covered her mouth and smiled. "Martial Ancestor, stop competing with this kid. This white-haired boy is extraordinarily talented with words. Even everyone in our Martial Realm combined probably doesn't know as many characters as he does."
Martial Ancestor nodded when he heard that. "The three leaders, I don't know many characters. Master Diao knows a few more than I do. As for Yanhu... you could say he doesn't know a single character. It's all up to you. Our Martial Realm has never been inferior to anyone. If you want to compete with words, go up against him."
Ice Mistress immediately shook her head like a Rattle Drum. "There's no need to compete. Our Martial Realm is fine when it comes to martial arts, but as for literature, you'd better shut up. Among the forces you've led, how many experts in the Way of Script are there? Still, this white-haired little brother has quite a strong killing intent, and his literary talent is excellent too. He really is something."
Hu Xiaoyu playfully chimed in when he heard that. "Since that's the case, big sister, why don't you show me around the Martial Realm and take me