Looking into Feng Zhi's resolute eyes, Yuan Chang said calmly, "Fine. Then let me see just how formidable the Phoenix Race's prodigy truly is."
"Screech~"
Before his words had faded, a piercing phoenix cry shot straight at Yuan Chang's Divine Sense Realm.
Yet in the face of that cry, a faint golden glow radiated from Yuan Chang's body.
The phoenix cry that could awe all living beings beneath heaven was blocked just like that by this layer of golden light.
Feng Zhi could not help but feel a jolt in her heart at the sight.
Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism each possessed their own unique cultivation methods. Among them, the Confucian literary heart and literary courage held boundless mysteries.
At such a young age, Yuan Chang had already condensed literary courage. In the future, he would at the very least become a great Confucian scholar.
"Shrink!"
Having successfully blocked the phoenix cry with his literary courage, Yuan Chang spoke a true word, and a golden character flew from his mouth.
That golden character transformed into countless chains, tightly binding Feng Zhi.
Seeing this, Yuan Chang smiled faintly. "We're all classmates. I really don't think there's any need to hurt our harmony."
"Besides, Teacher asked you to return. Naturally, he has his reasons."
Faced with Yuan Chang's persuasion, Feng Zhi said calmly from within the bindings, "Subtle Words, Great Meaning. To have mastered such a divine ability, you must already be at least half a step into the realm of a great Confucian scholar."
"As expected of the Dean's disciple. This skill alone is enough for you to look down upon all heroes of the younger generation."
"But don't forget, I'm also a disciple of the academy."
"Strictly speaking, I'm half a Confucianism Dao disciple as well!"
As she spoke, Feng Zhi