As Dawn draped the white cloth spread over the stone platform across the flawless body.
Tang Qi finally figured out where the so-called "Stone Tablet aura" on him had come from—
The [Journal].
It was the only unusual wondrous item he carried.
And it served the same purpose as the [Stone of Oblivion].
To record everything the Poets experienced.
Viewed that way, it was hard to say the two had nothing to do with each other...
Amid his suspicions, Tang Qi suddenly froze:
Wait, if they really are connected, has everything I wrote in the Journal already been made public?
After a moment's hesitation, he decided the consequences probably would not be too severe.
Luckily, I was planning to publish it anyway, so I recorded the story as an "autobiographical novel," not an actual diary. There shouldn't be anything socially mortifying in there.
The only thing to watch out for is that I wrote my own name in the Journal...
If the Stone Tablet presents the contents exactly as written, could my colleagues back in the Tyron Empire already know what I've done on the far side of the continent?
Ha, has my mentor gone mad with anger already—
I did mock his hair loss, after all, and completely defied the academy's principles...
Aside from the necessary concerns, Tang Qi also felt a little pleasantly surprised.
Having his identity exposed would certainly bring him some trouble.
But he had intended to make his name ring out across the entire continent anyway, trading greater fame for more rewards. Exposure was only a matter of time.
If his story truly was exciting enough to impress his colleagues at the Poet Academy and make them sing of his name and deeds...
Perhaps he would no longer need to worry about a shortage of