Once again, this stunned many people.
"I remember Lin Ke has a Rare Treasure that can collect manifestations."
"Indeed. If he stored this Wind and Clouds Stir manifestation inside it, releasing it later could probably fend off a Great Confucian."
"Perhaps more than that. Could it block a blow from a Noble Gentleman?"
"Still, Lin Ke truly is a man of noble character. This old man admires him."
Everyone under heaven knew that Lin Ke possessed a Bamboo Staff, formed when the Sage Emperor's written character for "sanction" merged with a poetry manifestation.
This Rare Treasure could collect manifestations that filled the sky and store them for later use.
Today, however, Lin Ke had not collected the manifestation. Instead, he had poured it back into the land of the Capital City.
That was a Wind and Clouds Stir manifestation. Literary qi had gathered across thousands upon tens of thousands of miles of sky, covering an area that extended beyond the Imperial Capital into the wilderness outside.
What did it feel like to have such vast, concentrated literary qi poured straight down over such an enormous area?
It was like pouring all the water in Dongting Lake into a little mountain village.
After all, many of the manifestations stored in Lin Ke's Imperially Sanctioned Staff had not run dry even after repeated use.
Yet now, that boundless literary qi poured in and was immediately absorbed by the countless houses in the Capital City.
Whether they were grand compounds with towering walls or low, tile-roofed houses, all received a share.
Of course, the "humble abodes" absorbed the most, while the fine houses took in very little.
Moreover, this literary qi did not transform the houses into glittering, spacious, brightly lit dwellings.
Nor did it keep them warm in winter and cool in