Lei Tingyu's movement drew everyone's attention, and they all followed his gaze toward Fang Yun.
Fang Yun swept his gaze over everyone ahead. Every one of them wore the purple robes of a Great Scholar, and even the weakest was a newly advanced Great Scholar. There were over fifty in total, including sixteen Literary Ancestors alone. Clearly, the scholars of the Sea-Cliff Ancient Land had reaped tremendous benefits since the arrival of the Era of All Emperors.
Fang Yun scanned the crowd repeatedly but did not see Literary Ancestor Mi Yuanhuan, whom he had met once at the Literary Academy and who had also intended to come here. Apparently, Mi Yuanhuan had gone home first before making the journey, taking longer than Fang Yun. Besides, Fang Yun's Walking the Blue Clouds and Marquis Wu Chariot were far faster than those of ordinary Great Scholars, and he had encountered no obstacles along the way, so he had arrived first.
"Fang... Fang Yun?" Lei Tingyu could hardly believe his eyes.
"Mr. Tingyu, we meet again. But since Mr. Kong He has already entered this place, why are you so surprised?" Fang Yun remained seated upright on the Marquis Wu Chariot and continued forward.
The others clamored with questions. Lei Konghe raised a hand to silence them all, regained his composure, and said, "Before my younger brother entered seclusion, he briefly told me a few things about you. He also mentioned that you had gained tremendous benefits in the Burial Saint Valley and had already advanced to a Fourth Realm Great Scholar. I simply never expected you to appear here so suddenly. That Literary Star Dragon Noble must be you, correct? Titles bearing the word 'Literary' are exceedingly rare among the Dragon Race."
"Correct. After you entered the Sea-Cliff Ancient Land, I obtained