The Ancestor of Literature had appeared. For the Academy of Ancestor of Literature, this was the greatest celebration imaginable—and it was a grand occasion for the entire literary world of the True Realm, too.
"Sister-in-law, I think these people really do treat Big Brother like their ancestor."
"Just look at their eyes. They're terrifying."
Gu Minglou's expression was twisted into a grimace. He had never imagined that a person's gaze could become so intense.
"It's understandable."
"These scholars have wanted to revive the literary world for far too long. It's the wish of countless generations of writers."
"Now that Changan has become the Ancestor of Literature they recognize, they've placed all their hopes in Chen Changan."
"To them, Chen Changan isn't just an ancestor. He's a god."
Now that Chen Changan had become the Ancestor of Literature, Mu Yunyao and Gu Minglou couldn't even get close to him. Everyone had crowded around Chen Changan.
Wherever he went, he was surrounded by people escorting him. They seemed afraid that if they didn't keep close, Chen Changan would vanish the very next moment.
Chen Changan felt rather helpless about the situation.
"I'm not going to disappear. Why are you following me?"
"Everyone, go on your way."
Seeing that Chen Changan was displeased, the Ten Elders quickly signaled for everyone to leave.
"Ancestor of Literature, now that you've become the new Ancestor of Literature recognized by the Five Ancestors of Literature, I plan to announce this to the world."
"I'll have every scholar in the True Realm come pay their respects."
"That way, they can also hear the Ancestor of Literature's teachings and find hope for reviving the literary world," one of the Ten Elders said excitedly.
Hearing this, Chen Changan quickly waved his hand. "Keep this matter secret. You absolutely mustn't let