The Imperial Husband Has Sage Potential!

Just as the four little girls were chattering about Lin Xuan's statue, all the literati rose to their feet.

According to the rules of the Literary World, everyone participating in this Literary Gathering would perform a kneeling bow to the Wenqu Star Statue.

To everyone, the Wenqu Star Statue was as sacred and lofty as an ancestral tablet.

Among the ten thousand people, only Lin Xuan sat there with the children, not rising.

When everyone knelt, he stood out conspicuously.

Still, no one found it inappropriate.

Lin Xuan was not a Literary Path Practitioner, and his status was illustrious and lofty.

If he didn't want to bow, no one could force him.

Once everyone had completed the ritual, the Dao Discussion Conference officially began.

In the early stages, this kind of conference was akin to the literary salons Lin Xuan had seen in his past life.

It was nothing more than literati exchanging experiences, flattering each other, and networking.

Throughout this process, nearly everyone of some standing came to greet Lin Xuan.

Whether they hailed from the Lower Realm's Azure Dragon Continent or the Jiutian Immortal Domain, they all treated Lin Xuan with great respect.

Some even used the opportunity to gift Lin Xuan their Spiritual Tools and Magic Treasures under the guise of giving presents to Xuan Zhu and the others.

Lin Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and accepted all these treasures.

If Xuan Zhu and the others liked something, Lin Xuan gave it to them on the spot as toys.

Before they knew it, the main event of the Dao Discussion Conference began!

Jiang Jiubai and the other Ten Grand Masters walked up to the Wenqu Star Statue, simultaneously channeling their True Essence and chanting a mantra.

Whoosh~

In an instant, a Seven-Colored Holy Light blazed for a hundred zhang.

The Wenqu Star Statue Erupted With a terrifying aura of a Saint and automatically flew into the air.

Soon, the statue hovered in midair.

About a hundred zhang below the statue's base, a massive water screen appeared.

"Daddy, what's that?" Xuan Zhu asked curiously.

Lin Xuan said, "That's the Literary Sage Water Screen. If you write on it, it can measure someone's literary talent."

Xuan Zhu nodded. "It's a lot like the Spirit Stone of Aptitude we touched!"

The so-called Spirit Stone of Aptitude was a stone used to test martial talent.

Lin Xuan asked, "So what grade of talent do you all have?"

He guessed his daughters' talents were monstrous.

Since it came up, he might as well learn their specific talents.

Xuan Zhu: "We're all Heaven Grade!"

Xuan Xi, Xuan Han, and Xuan You nodded in unison.

Lin Xuan marveled inwardly. These Four beloved daughters were indeed monstrous.

Normally, talent grades were divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Profound Yellow, and Yellow, with Heaven Grade being the highest.

Furthermore, talent can be continuously improved as one ages and gains more experience.

Xuan Zhu and the others were only just over three years old and already Heaven Grade.

If they grew a bit older, their potential would be limitless!

"Daddy, are you going to test too?" Xuan Xi asked expectantly.

"Yeah, I really want to know how high Daddy's literary talent is!" Xuan Han nodded.

Lin Xuan shook his head with a smile. "Daddy will pass. This is their Literary World's affair; Daddy isn't interested."

As far as he knew, the Literary Gathering happened once every five years.

The reason for testing literary talent was essentially to select talent.

Whoever had stronger talent would gain recognition from others.

Even someone like Jiang Jiubai, if his talent was surpassed, would have to Step Down from his position as a Literary Titan.

In short, it was a screening to find the best guide for the literary path of the world.

And from what Lin Xuan understood, literary talent grades were divided by the color of the light that appeared.

White, green, blue, red, purple, purple-gold, and Seven-Colored Holy Light, in ascending order.

If someone tested out with Seven-Colored Holy Light, they would be an undisputed "Wenqu Descended."

If they received this honor, even the Ten Grand Masters like Jiang Jiubai would have to address that person as "Master"!

Unfortunately...

Regardless of the Azure Dragon Continent or the Jiutian Immortal Domain.

For a hundred thousand years, not a single "Wenqu Descended" had ever appeared.

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't want to participate in the test, Xuan Zhu and the others immediately lost their enthusiasm.

If Daddy went to take the test, he would definitely be the one with the best talent!

The little girls silently thought to themselves.

As they spoke.

Jiang Jiubai was the first to arrive before the Literary Sage Water Screen.

He picked up a white brush, his strokes flowing like a dragon, and casually wrote several large lines of text.

Whoosh~

A purple light soared into the sky from the water screen.

Then, a flash of gold appeared within the purple.

Seeing this, everyone was full of admiration.

"Purple gold! Great Confucian Jiang's talent has already reached the Quasi-Saint level!"

"Incredible! In five years, Great Confucian Jiang has advanced yet another step!"

Jiang Jiubai's face lit up with joy. Among the three thousand paths of literary Dao, reaching the purple-gold level meant becoming a Quasi-Saint.

At the Quasi-Saint realm, he, Jiang Jiubai, would surely be remembered for eternity and become an idol for future scholars.

Unfortunately...

The golden light didn't last long before it suddenly dimmed.

In the end, only a purple light remained, shining before everyone's eyes.

"Sigh! Still not strong enough!"

Jiang Jiubai shook his head with a sigh.

He had prepared so painstakingly, pouring his heart and soul into writing this essay.

Yet, he still couldn't gain the recognition of the Wenqu Star.

Everyone couldn't help but lament.

They had almost witnessed the birth of a Quasi-Saint, only to see it fall short at the last moment.

Next, Shen Yakang and the others also took the stage one by one to test.

Disappointingly, none of the Ten Grand Masters had made any progress; they all remained at the purple level.

That meant they could only be called Great Confucians, not "Quasi-Saints."

Then, including Shangguan Jie and the others, several hundred people took their turns, none surpassing Jiang Jiubai and the rest.

As for the remaining few thousand, they had mediocre talent to begin with, so there was no chance of any miracle.

Jiang Jiubai swept his gaze across the crowd and sighed softly. "The path of literary Dao cultivation is truly arduous, just as they say."

Shen Yakang nodded in agreement. "It seems we'll have to wait another five years to see if the world can produce a 'Quasi-Saint.'"

Jiang Jiubai glanced at the others. "Then let us continue to strive."

Shen Yakang's eyes showed determination. "We must!"

Seeing that the day was growing late, the Dao Discussion Conference was about to end.

Jiang Jiubai and the others rose and came before Lin Xuan, bowing to him one by one to take their leave.

Mu Youqing also approached Lin Xuan at this moment and casually remarked, "Cousin-in-law, your literary talent is so good—why not give it a try?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jiubai and the others' eyes lit up.

Jiang Jiubai said, "Imperial Husband, your literary brilliance is outstanding. Why not give it a shot?"

Lin Xuan shook his head. "I am an outsider to the literary Dao. There's no need."

Shen Yakang shook his head. "Imperial Husband, don't be so distant. The literary Dao knows no outsiders; anyone with ability can cultivate through literature. Why not give it a try?"

At their words, Xuan Zhu and the others' interest immediately sparked.

The four little girls clung to Lin Xuan, practically wanting to carry him over to the Literary Sage Water Screen.

Seeing no way to refuse, Lin Xuan reluctantly agreed with a wry smile. "Alright, I'll give it a try."

He thought of an inspiring phrase related to the foundation of a scholar and casually wrote it down with the brush.

Cultivate oneself, regulate the family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world!

The nine words landed.

Boom!

A seven-colored holy light erupted with a roar.

The intense glow obscured Lin Xuan's crooked handwriting, bursting forth with a majestic aura of a sage descending upon the world.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiubai and the others were all shaken and moved.

"Seven-colored holy light! This is the light of a sage!"

"Could the Imperial Husband be Wenqu descended?"

"Is there any doubt? The appearance of the seven-colored holy light proves that the Imperial Husband has sage potential!"