First and foremost, his greatest gain was neither the Bamboo Staff nor the poetry.
It was "Imperial Sanction"!
What sort of world was this?
Who truly had a say in this world?
Who truly held everything in check?
The Sage Emperor!
The Three Departments and Six Ministries!
This was not a world where the people were their own masters, but a world where everything was laid brutally bare!
With that word of "sanction" from the Sage Emperor, he could not exactly act without restraint, but at the very least, he had some measure of protection.
Whatever trouble he encountered in the future, he could strike upward at the Twelve Ministers or downward at the beings of the Ten Thousand Races.
As long as he did not stir up trouble, he need not fear it!
Without exaggeration, even if he wanted to rebel, he could use that word of "sanction" to plot his rebellion in secret.
And apart from that word, Lin Ke's second gain was not the Bamboo Staff classified as a "Rare Treasure," either.
It was his understanding of manifestations.
Manifestations!
Although Lin Ke had heard of manifestations before, he had never known they could provoke reactions on such a scale!
It was like how many people knew giant pandas were cute and aircraft carriers were enormous, yet had no tangible sense of either.
Now Lin Ke had that sense. He knew what manifestations were.
This gave him a deeper understanding of the true "rare treasures" of his previous life.
One poem could sway the world!
For some unknown reason, the Sage Emperor had lent him a hand at the critical moment, elevating his poem from what would at most have reached Ghosts and Gods Weep straight to the level of Sage Appears.
Yet what left the deepest impression