Books Formed by Brush

Perhaps many years from now, Ma Feifei would still remember this scene.

Yes, his Bookstore was at full capacity!

Both books in the store had been rented out, and there were even two more customers waiting in line!

Yes, four people in total!

Zhao Xiaodao had returned! She had brought her best friend with her, and upon hearing there was a new book, she boldly pulled twenty Spirit Crystals from her friend's pocket. They wanted to rent them for the whole day!

"What a blissful yet painful problem!" Ma Feifei held his Ballpoint Pen and looked at the Zhou Zhuling siblings standing at the entrance, gnawing on the tip of his pen.

Pah, I got ink in my mouth.

"I'm terribly sorry! If you want to read, today may not work." Ma Feifei pointed at the empty bookshelves around him, speaking somewhat sheepishly.

Damn it, running a Bookstore like this was truly a disgrace to the Transmigrator Alliance.

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei felt somewhat wounded and lowered his head to continue copying poems.

Only by finishing books as quickly as possible and expanding the number of books could he gain readership and level up! Level up! Level up!

Zhou Zhuling helplessly exchanged a glance with Zhou Guanyu, then looked at the empty Bookstore. "It seems we can only come back tomorrow."

Zhou Zhuling came so often mostly because she wanted to read, while Zhou Guanyu was equally interested in reading and seeking treatment.

Thus, Zhou Guanyu gave the matter rather more thought.

"Sister, wait here." Zhou Guanyu strode toward Zhao Xiaodao.

"You two ladies, my sister is especially fond of these two books. I wonder if the two of you would be willing to yield them to us?" As Zhou Guanyu spoke, a bag suddenly appeared in his hand. He placed it on the table and said, "There are one hundred Spirit Crystals inside. Consider it compensation for the two of you. How does that sound?"

Zhou Guanyu's meaning was clear. He wanted to use those one hundred Spirit Crystals to exchange for ownership of the two books for one day.

Zhao Xiaodao glanced at Zhou Guanyu and shook her head.

She loved this book, even more than Andersen's Fairy Tales. She loved its beautiful sentences, its sunlit attitude toward life, and its ordinary little details. To her, all of it was incredibly wondrous. Moreover, ever since she had advanced six ranks in a row through cultivation after reading Andersen's Fairy Tales, she had vaguely felt that this Bookstore was rather magical. Now that she had discovered a new book today, naturally she wanted to read it at the first opportunity. A vague thought lingered in Zhao Xiaodao's heart: what if finishing this book improved her cultivation again?

Compared to six consecutive breakthroughs, one hundred Spirit Crystals were simply a joke.

The Beautiful Woman beside Zhao Xiaodao merely smiled elegantly without saying anything.

"Guanyu, come back." Zhou Guanyu was about to speak again, but Zhou Zhuling beat him to it.

"All right, Sister." Somewhat helpless, Zhou Guanyu gave Zhao Xiaodao and the other woman an apologetic look, retrieved the Spirit Crystals, and returned to Zhou Zhuling's side.

"Since there are people here today, let's come again tomorrow." Zhou Zhuling glanced at Ma Feifei, who was bent over writing poems, and spoke softly.

She still found it a pity that she could not read those interesting books. However, since the opportunity was gone, she naturally would not force the matter. That was her attitude toward life: go with the flow.

Just then, Zhou Zhuling suddenly felt her body grow heavy, while the energy within her began to surge about uncontrollably.

It seemed to be acting up.

Suddenly, sweetness rose in Zhou Zhuling's throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief in time, and all the blood splattered onto it.

Her complexion, which had only recently improved, immediately turned pale again.

The pure white handkerchief was dyed bright red. Blood even flowed down along it and dripped onto the floor; the handkerchief could not contain the blood at all.

"Sister!" Zhou Guanyu hurriedly helped Zhou Zhuling sit at the table beside the entrance, then called to the Maids waiting outside, "Bring the medicine, quickly."

Thus, the quiet Bookstore became somewhat noisy.

Such a disturbance naturally caught Ma Feifei's attention. He had initially been somewhat displeased, but when he saw Zhou Zhuling's pale face and the handkerchief stained red with blood, he immediately deflated.

"Good heavens, is it that serious?"

"She won't die in my store, will she?"

"Pah, pah, pah! Watch your mouth. What are you saying?"

Still, Ma Feifei truly was worried. He no longer had the mood to copy poems.

Zhao Xiaodao and her "best friend" were also drawn to what was happening with Zhou Zhuling. The Beautiful Woman sitting beside Zhao Xiaodao looked at Zhou Zhuling's condition. Her brows first furrowed slightly, as if recalling something. A moment later, they relaxed, and she looked curiously at Zhou Zhuling. "This person has a pale, weak complexion, chaotic energy within her body, and her Nine Dao Palaces are sealed. She should be suffering from the legendary Nine Cold Syndrome. The only person in the world with this illness is Zhou Wuji's daughter."

"That Limitless Spirit Emperor?" Zhao Xiaodao asked.

The Beautiful Woman nodded. "I heard that Zhou Wuji's daughter was born with the Nine Colds. Three years ago, Zhou Wuji found Medicine Saint Shaoyao to treat his daughter, causing quite a stir among the upper circles. However, it is said that even Medicine Saint Shaoyao was helpless before the Nine Colds. He could only use a secret technique to barely preserve Zhou Wuji's daughter's life."

There were Three Great Reclusive Sages on the Azure Dragon Continent.

They were Goddess Yin Yue, ranked first on the Canglong Fairy Ranking; Emperor Chu the Conqueror, the founding emperor of Great Chu; and Medicine Saint Shaoyao.

Of these three, Emperor Chu the Conqueror had begun secluded cultivation to break through to the Ascension Realm after abdicating five thousand years ago. Of course, after attempting it for five thousand years, there had been no news—not even news of whether he was dead. Goddess Yin Yue had also vanished without a trace for two hundred years. Medicine Saint Shaoyao was doing better; every few decades, one could still hear tales of him.

How vast was the Azure Dragon Continent! Zhou Wuji had used his status as a Spirit Emperor to invite Medicine Saint Shaoyao out to treat his daughter, making him famous throughout the Azure Dragon Continent. The name "Limitless Spirit Emperor" became known to the world as well.

The Nine Cold Syndrome is truly rare. Medicine Saint Shaoyao once declared that Zhou Zhuling had only three years to live. Now that those three years are nearly up, it seems this Zhou family girl does not have much time left. At this point, the Beautiful Woman sighed softly, as though mourning a life in the bloom of youth.

Zhao Xiaodao blinked as she stared at Zhou Zhuling, who knew what was going through her little head. She had grown up at the bottom of society, and after traveling far and wide over the years, she could be considered well-informed. Yet she truly had not known that Zhou Wuji had invited Medicine Saint Shaoyao to treat his daughter. She was deeply curious that there was actually someone in this world whom even Medicine Saint Shaoyao could not cure.

That was the Medicine Saint! The one and only Medicine Saint on the Azure Dragon Continent, the Medicine Saint rumored to bring the dead back to life!

Yet there were patients even Medicine Saint Shaoyao could not cure.

"Is this young lady all right? Should we call a physician?" Ma Feifei could no longer sit still. He put down his pen, walked to Zhou Zhuling's side, and asked in a low voice.

He truly feared that something might happen to Zhou Zhuling. Saying it was because she was on his turf would have been a stretch; he was simply kindhearted. Seeing such a beautiful girl vomit so much blood, it was impossible not to feel distressed.

"Say, System, do you have any miracle pills or medicine? Sell me some! I have Spirit Crystals!" Ma Feifei still tried to communicate with the System in his mind, but it had never responded.

Helplessly, Ma Feifei could only offer a few words of concern.

Fortunately, after Zhou Zhuling drank the medicine handed over by the Maids and rested for a while, some vitality finally returned to her pale face. She forced out a smile and said, "It's nothing. It's an old ailment. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Truthfully, Ma Feifei could not help much. Seeing that Zhou Zhuling had enough strength to speak, he could only nod and step back.

I wonder what illness she has. It seems quite serious, Ma Feifei thought.

Because Zhou Zhuling's condition had suddenly flared up, they could not leave immediately. Instead, they continued resting in the Bookstore, waiting until Zhou Zhuling recovered somewhat before departing.

As far as Ma Feifei was concerned, they could stay as long as they wanted as long as they did not affect the customers reading. Besides, they were customers too.

"Oh no, customers!" The moment he thought of customers waiting around like this, Ma Feifei became anxious. Looking at the yellowed paper, he found himself unable to write a single word.

"Huh, I think I remembered one." Perhaps inspiration had struck. An ancient poem surfaced in Ma Feifei's mind, and he immediately set pen to paper.

He Zhizhang Jade green adorns a tree so tall, Ten thousand hanging strands of green silk fall. Who carved those delicate leaves so fine? The second-month spring breeze, like scissors divine.

Mm, an ancient poem from an elementary school language textbook.

"Huh! I think I remembered another one." Suddenly, it was as though Ma Feifei had been enlightened. One poem followed another, and before long, he had copied all Thirty Poems.

The instant the thirty ancient poems were completed, the stack of yellowed paper before Ma Feifei transformed into a ray of golden light and flew into the bookshelf.

Ding! The host has triggered a new Side Quest—Enrich the Library

Quest details: Complete an original work within three months. It must contain no fewer than one hundred thousand words and be no lower than Blue Quality.

Quest reward: one copy of Thousand Gold Formulas

Sure enough, this method worked. The thirty ancient poems had not only formed into a book, but also triggered a new Side Quest. Complete an original novel of no fewer than one hundred thousand words within three months—he could not do that. But what the hell was Blue Quality?

Creation could wait. Ma Feifei ran to the bookshelf and took down the book he had just completed.

"Huh, why does it seem a little different?" Ma Feifei looked at the book in his hand, then at the books in Zhao Xiaodao and the other woman's hands. He discovered that his book was white, while theirs were blue.

"Is there some difference?" Ma Feifei subconsciously looked at the cover of the book. Written on it were the words: "Thirty Poems."

Mm, that was the title. The background was white, with nothing else on it.

Oh, there was also the author's name: written by Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei opened the book and took a look, only to find nothing unusual.

"How strange. Why is that? Could it be because this isn't a book rewarded by the System, so its color is different? But what does a different color represent?"

"Could it be related to the book's quality?"

Ma Feifei held the book as he pondered, while the reactions of the other customers in the store were completely different.

Everyone had seen that ray of golden light fly past just now.

All of them were astonished. The difference was that, beneath the Zhou siblings' surprise, there was also curiosity and delight. They were curious why a book had suddenly appeared, while their delight came from the possibility that an additional book meant they could read it.

Along with her surprise, Zhao Xiaodao was filled with confusion. Their astonishment was roughly the same, but she was confused because the book seemed to possess some spirituality, actually flying into the bookshelf. Then why had she been able to steal Andersen's Fairy Tales that day?

The Beautiful Woman, meanwhile, was shocked!

Her mind was quick and meticulous. Since entering, she had been observing Ma Feifei and knew that he had been writing all along. That ray of golden light had flown from Ma Feifei's direction into the bookshelf, and in the blink of an eye, it had become a book.

The scene before her reminded her of a legend from ancient times.

Books formed by brush!