Tang Yan politely declined. "I have no intention of pursuing the Literary Dao, Senior. Please reconsider your decision and choose someone else."
The Literary Sage gazed at Tang Yan and said slowly, "Even if you do not make the Literary Dao your primary pursuit, tempering your body with Literary Qi would still greatly benefit your cultivation.
"Besides, with your literary fortune, you could achieve a great deal without spending too much time.
"Are you certain you wish to give it up?"
"I am." Tang Yan nodded firmly.
"Do not be so quick to refuse.
The Literary Dao cultivates Heaven and Earth's Righteous Qi. The further you advance, the more you benefit.
"I see that you carry many karmic entanglements. You must urgently need strength to resolve them, don't you?
"Enter my Literary Dao and receive my inheritance, and becoming a Venerable and attaining sagehood would take only a few short years. Why seek far afield when the answer lies close at hand?" the Literary Sage patiently urged.
Tang Yan's heart gave a jolt at those words.
He truly did urgently need strength. If he could become a Venerable, even the immensely powerful Otherworld Ruins overseas would not dare underestimate him.
But if this inheritance went to him, its effectiveness would certainly be greatly diminished.
The Great Age was about to begin. Leaving it to the person truly destined for it was the best choice.
After weighing it over and over, Tang Yan declined. "Thank you for your gift, Literary Sage, but between heaven and earth, all things have their rightful owners. If something is not mine, I shall not take even a hair of it!
"Leave it to a true scholar!"
A brilliant gleam flashed in the Literary Sage's eyes.
Behind Tang Yan, he now saw a vast ocean, boundless