Seeing Yang Zhen sit down like that, Lin Shilang was furious. He pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Get up! How dare you sit on the master's prayer mat like that?"
Hearing this, the leader frowned and said, "Young Master Lin, be quiet! Yang Zhen seems to be having an epiphany. If you keep shouting, I'll kick you out!"
Lin Shilang's expression changed drastically. He glanced at the leader with suspicion and disbelief. When he saw the giant sword on her back, his heart skipped a beat. His face turned ashen, and he pointed at Yang Zhen, saying, "This is not enlightenment! It's clearly disrespect for the master! Although I have never experienced enlightenment, I have heard that there are fluctuations in vital energy and celestial phenomena during enlightenment. What... what is this?"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Shilang's expression changed again, turning deathly pale.
The leader also exclaimed in surprise, her giant sword slamming to the ground with a clang, and she glanced warily at Lin Shilang.
Lin Shilang knew perfectly well that his boss was warning him, and he glanced at Yang Zhen with a bitter and resentful expression.
Just now, a golden light seemed to flash across Yang Zhen's body, like Literary Talent Qi or inscription, extremely mysterious and strange.
This was an ordinary room, nothing special. Although it contained many writing brushes, inkstones, paper, and inkstones, as well as many of the author's literary works, nothing else was particularly unusual. The only thing that made it stand out was the strong, pervasive aroma of books throughout the room.
Yang Zhen seemed not to have heard their conversation. After sitting on the futon, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, like an old monk in deep meditation.
At first, Lin Shilang thought Yang Zhen was just putting on an act. Even though the Big Sister was trying her best to protect Yang Zhen, under the threat of the Big Sister's giant sword, he still had to expose Yang Zhen's facade.
But just now, a flash of Literary Talent Qi appeared on Yang Zhen's body.
Literary Talent Qi and True Essence are different. Although they both belong to the energy of heaven and earth and are equally vast and boundless, Literary Talent Qi is a kind of existence similar to the Heaven and Earth Inscriptions, even more profound than the Heaven and Earth Inscriptions of heaven and earth.
Because Literary Talent Qi is not innate, but rather formed by cultivators using their Literary Qi to create inscriptions that resemble written characters.
These are inscriptions formed later in life. Some are much weaker than naturally Literary Qi, but some are even more powerful.
This is why he is so highly respected.
The Literary Qi Inscriptions was created by the Master himself. He can be said to have created a great world and opened a door to the world of cultivation.
The reason why the master has not yet determined a personal disciple is that among the many disciples in the world, although there are many who can condense Literary Talent Qi, there is not one who can condense Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions.
What is the concept of Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions? It is almost as if it can Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao.
A hint of jealousy flashed in Lin Shilang's eyes, followed by a barely perceptible smile on his lips.
The Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions flashed by, indicating that Yang Zhen had not been able to successfully condense it; it was probably just a fleeting inspiration.
As the master said, one should never condense Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions casually. If one does not have a profound foundation of Literary Talent Qi, one will suffer a terrible backlash and may even lose one's life for it.
Lin Shilang stared intently at Yang Zhen: "Let's see how long you can hold out. It's true that it might be easier to condense inscriptions in the master's study, but without a deep foundation in Literary Qi, the backlash will be the most severe, and there will be no other outcome than losing your life!"
At this point, Lin Shilang glanced at the eldest sister, whose expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and felt a little uncomfortable again.
The leader of the gang was admired by all the men in Xiushan City, and Lin Shilang was no exception. However, although she always acted familiar with everyone, she never showed any particular closeness to any man.
This is why Lin Shilang never gave up; winning the favor of such an extraordinary woman as the "Big Sister" was naturally not easy.
But today was different. Lin Shilang saw closeness in the eldest sister's eyes at first glance. That feeling cut Lin Shilang like a knife, which was the biggest reason why he targeted Yang Zhen so much.
Yang Zhen was able to sense the Literary Qi within the teacher's study, and a wisp of Literary Qi flashed across his body. Such aptitude and talent truly shocked Lin Shilang.
In reality, the eldest sister was far more shocked than Lin Shilang. She looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion and uncertainty in her eyes. Her mind was in turmoil, and she suddenly remembered a sentence from the teacher.
It was in this same study that the teacher once told the eldest sister with a smile that this room was different from others. People with the talent to Writing as a Vehicle for the Dao could sense it as soon as they entered, while those without this talent could not enter a state of enlightenment even if they slept here all day.
Could this guy, who can solve most of the gentleman's mysteries, really have some kind of talent?
The leader, holding a large knife, stared intently at Yang Zhen's profile, lost in a daze—not infatuated with a romantic infatuation, but with a deep passion for Martial Dao.
Everyone in Xiushan City knows how terrifying the big sword in the leader's hand is, but they don't know that her obsession with Martial Dao is no less than that of the master's obsession with Literary Dao.
Outside the cabin door, a group of people had gathered, all looking on in bewilderment at the situation inside.
The eldest sister, of course, needs no introduction. As the owner of the Blade, she is naturally respected. As for Young Master Lin, although he has only just boarded the Blade, he is accompanied by two other young talents.
However, these three young talents were the ones that the eldest sister favored the most, and they had also been personally received by the master. They were respected and admired by almost everyone on the Blade, and were the envy of everyone.
However, at this moment, the eldest sister and Young Master Lin were standing to the side, while Yang Zhen was sitting in front of them.
Wow... the difference in treatment is just too big!
With such high treatment, who exactly is this young man?
"Actually, I don't think what Young Master Lin said just now was sarcastic. This young man exudes a Literary Qi from birth, which I sensed just now."
"As expected of someone destined to become Master's personal disciple, their talent is so extraordinary. Is this... comprehension of Master's Literary Talent Qi?"
"You lot are changing your tune far too quickly. Leaving aside the fact that Young Master Lin has already been summoned by the Master twice, the Literary Talent Qi emanating from Young Master Lin is far stronger than that of that young man. This matter is probably not that simple!"
"What do you think that boy was doing?"
"Perhaps she's using your Literary Talent Qi to heal her wounds!"
"Hmm, that seems possible. That explains why the boss and Young Master Lin are standing, while this young man is sitting on the master's prayer mat."
The crowd whispered amongst themselves, all watching what was happening inside.
Buzz!
Just then, a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and countless characters shot out from his body, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye.
A fierce wind howled, and the surrounding air waves churned, but it only blew away the surrounding artifacts, without even disturbing a single piece of paper.
A terrifying burst of Literary Qi erupted, startling everyone. The eldest sister and Young Master Lin's expressions changed simultaneously, and they stared at Yang Zhen in shock.
Especially Lin Shilang, who exclaimed in horror, "Ah... Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions? How is this possible?"
Bang!
The eldest sister slammed the door shut, her chest heaving as she stared at Yang Zhen, her eyes also filled with shock and horror.
Outside the hatch, chaos erupted!
"Young Master Lin just called out!"
Did they call out? I didn't hear them.
"It called out, I heard it, it sounded like... ah?"
"He just mentioned... Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions?"
"What? Impossible!"
"Could it be that the personal disciple that you've been searching for all this time has finally appeared?"