Fang Yun read several articles on the Literary Ranking and found that barely anyone supported his founding of the Heroine Academy, while many opposed it.
Fang Yun neither published an article nor looked down on them because he stood at a greater height. He merely felt the burden on his shoulders grow heavier.
Late that night, Fang Yun announced the end of the literary assembly, and the guests began leaving. Many calligraphy enthusiasts were reluctant to go. Rather than use Walking the Blue Clouds or ride in carriages, they walked slowly toward Kong City in groups of three or five, discussing Yan Style along the way.
Some questioned the Heroine Academy, but no one questioned that Yan Style would become one of the human race's finest forms of regular script.
The Calligraphy Academy had already reached a preliminary decision: Yan Style was upright and vigorous, with well-balanced structures, making it especially suitable for young people to learn. They would immediately begin promoting it throughout the human race.
Once most of the guests had left, the women of the Heroine Society approached Fang Yun, gratitude written on every face.
No matter how those in the Ritual Hall tried to suppress it, news of today's events would spread throughout the human race. Under the rules, the Literary Gazette had to report what had happened today, and there was no way it could avoid the words "Heroine Academy."
Although the Heroine Eulogy currently seemed to have limited practical use, it was a transmissible battle poem that anyone could learn, so it would inevitably appear in the Sacred Way.
If the Heroine Society had previously been no more than a private group where the women of the Saint Origin Continent huddled together for warmth, then today marked the turning of a new page for