"Brother Xi, why must you do this again?"
Hearing the sigh, Qiu Yan's figure within the Literary Web moved with his thoughts. In a flash, he arrived before the academy. He raised his eyes at the shifting, indistinct plaque and was about to send out a thought to stabilize it when Xi Muyuan's voice interrupted him—
"Brother Qiu, there is no need to lend a hand..."
Qiu Yan said, "Brother Xi, since you have released all your own insights and wish to leave them within this Literary Web, Qiu naturally ought to complete them, lest some mishap arise in the future."
"Brother Qiu, Xi can only appreciate your kindness, but this is the last thing I can do for Nine Abyss Academy." As he spoke, Xi Muyuan walked out from the depths of the academy. His originally somewhat illusory figure, due to being a ghost, had actually become a little more solid.
Looking at him, Qiu Yan slowly said, "Even if Brother Xi does not leave behind traces of Nine Abyss learning here, once the Literary Web expands in the future, your academy's disciples can still use books as a guide to enter it."
Xi Muyuan walked up and laughed heartily. "Books as a guide? It seems the structure in Brother Qiu's heart is growing ever more complete. Still, Xi can see that being able to enter this web ahead of time is an enormous stroke of fortune. Its mechanisms have not yet been fully established, and there are still many openings to make use of. If I do not seize the moment now, then once the Humanistic Network is complete, regret will come too late. I cannot follow in those Supervisory Students' footsteps. This opportunity must be grasped!" "Brother Qiu, do not try to sway me with words. Xi