He touched the brush.
The energy within it was profoundly shocking.
That power bore an uncanny resemblance to True Word Power.
It could even make one into Ma Liang—no, Gu Yuan the Divine Brush.
Gu Yuan glanced at the young woman and shook his head slightly.
Then he turned and left.
The young woman sitting before the computer yawned instinctively.
She had only just gotten up. Why was she sleepy again?
What had she wanted to write just now? Why could she not remember?
Where was her inspiration?
Where had it gone?
Sitting before the computer and staring at her writing software, the young woman fell into self-doubt.
In the end, she simply gave up.
She went back under the covers to catch up on some sleep first.
Holding the broken brush, Gu Yuan sensed the power within it.
Interesting.
He would test just how powerful this thing was.
Standing in the void, Gu Yuan waved the brush and wrote the character Seal.
Since he was already here,
he certainly could not leave empty-handed.
Though the Heavenly Dao of a technological world was rather unusual, it was still the Heavenly Dao in the end.
And since it was the Heavenly Dao, it had energy.
There was no reason not to take what was free.
Why would such a huge technological world need a Heavenly Dao?
As the brush wrote, the sky changed in the next instant.
Gu Yuan had plenty of experience capturing Heavenly Dao, so finding it was not much trouble.
Especially with the brush in hand.
He casually swung it.
Then Gu Yuan thought of something.
"I say, the Heavenly Dao shall enter my palm."
The two worlds were so closely connected that Gu Yuan wanted to see whether True Word Power would work in this world as