Everyone turned toward the source of the commotion—
Lin Feng!
Chu Yao and the others had all experienced something similar, especially Chu Yao, who had gone through it twice. He was more familiar with it than anyone.
Th-this was clearly the sign that a golden core was about to form!
The literary qi in her Dantian would turn from formless to solid, condensing into a core!
Though Captain Yang's martial power had been crippled, he had once been a master, and his perception of Heaven and Earth Qi was far stronger than that of ordinary people. Today, he had even made the rare effort to come out and join the festivities. Who could resist the spectacle of a bountiful harvest?
"What's happened?"
Bai Su, standing beside him, stared without blinking.
"Her Literary Heart is about to form," Bai Su said.
"Her Literary Heart is about to form?" Captain Yang froze. "Whose?"
As soon as he asked, he came to his senses.
He pressed his lips together and fell silent.
Only he knew the turmoil churning inside him. Ever since learning that Bai Su, despite being a woman, could condense a Martial Spirit, he had formed some vague suspicions. But he wasn't good at playing mind games, and his own personality had its flaws, so some things he guessed while others still left him confused. There was one thing he was prepared for, though: sooner or later, a female Literary Scholar would appear.
"It's Ling De," Bai Su said.
Tu Rong, standing to the side, wore envy all over his face.
Alas, when would he be able to condense his own Martial Spirit?
"Do you think Junior Sister will succeed this time?" Tu Rong asked quietly.
He knew Lin Feng had failed in her attempts to condense it several times. For